I have an exclusive excerpt to share from the final book in a favorite series! Reclaim Me by Ann Marie Walker and Amy K. Rogers is fantastic and I can’t wait til you can read it when it releases on October 20th!
There’s almost nothing Alessandra Sinclair wouldn’t do for Hudson Chase. He was her first love, and she’s determined that he’ll be her last. But when the terrible truth Hudson has been hiding comes to light, Allie finds herself caught in a deadly game of cat and mouse with a man from her past who’s determined to use what he knows to ruin Hudson. Now, the only way to save the man she loves may be to lose him forever…
Hudson has always known that the secrets he keeps could be his downfall, but he never expected them to put Allie’s life in danger as well. It’s time for him to come clean—before everything he’s ever wanted is destroyed…
“Ladies and gentlemen, our pilot has turned off the fasten seat belts sign. You are free to move about the cabin.”
Thank God. Allie unbuckled her seat belt and bolted for the cluster of bathrooms in the middle of the plane. But when she tried to close the door an arm shot out to block it. Hudson stepped into the small lavatory, locking the door behind him. The space was tight and cramped, with barely a few inches between them.
“You can’t come in here.”
He smirked. “I believe I just did.”
“What if someone saw you?”
“Half the plane heard us arguing, Alessandra. They’ll assume we’re seeking privacy to have the requisite makeup sex.”
“That’s exactly what I’m afraid of.”
“No, it’s not.” He loomed over her in the tight quarters, enveloping her in his rich, masculine scent. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, see the dark desire that burned in his blue eyes.
Allie stepped back, bumping against the small sink. There was nowhere to go. No escape from the man who at the moment was both her temptation and torment. “Excuse me?”
“It’s not what the people out there are thinking that has you worried. It’s what you’re thinking that has your pulse racing.” His voice lowered to a husky drawl. “Because despite all the bullshit you’re attempting to feed me, right now you’d like nothing more than to have my cock buried deep inside you.”
His crude words had her sucking in a sharp breath but there was no denying their effect. Heat pulsed through her core and her nipples tightened against the rough lace of her bra. “Don’t.”
“A poker face was never your strong suit.” His eyes roamed over her. “I can read you like an open book, Alessandra, and right now you’ve got that fuck-me look. Say it. Tell me you want my cock claiming you.”
“Hudson . . .”
His lips hovered inches from hers. “Let me have you, Allie. Tell me you want me.”
“Yes,” she breathed.
Though thousands of miles apart, Ann Marie Walker and Amy K. Rogers are in constant contact, plotting story lines and chatting about their love of alpha males, lemon drop martinis and British supermodel, David Gandy. You can find them on twitter as @AnnMarie_Walker and @Amy_KRogers.
Huge thanks to Ann and Amy for letting me host this excerpt!