Ramblings From This Chick: Feature and Giveaway: Unscrupulous by Avery Aster

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Feature and Giveaway: Unscrupulous by Avery Aster

At thirty-three Warner Truman is one of the richest men on the planet, a spa mogul who buys and sells resorts at will. He holds powerful executive’s careers in his well-groomed hands. Nothing is beyond Warner’s reach…until he meets her.

Stunning, tantalizing, and perverse, Taddy Brill captivates Warner’s carnal desire like no woman he’s ever met. A self-made millionaire, Taddy is tougher than steel, more brilliant than diamonds and, at twenty-seven, she’s never depended on a man for anything…until she meets him.

The more Taddy plays with Warner’s affections, driving him to erotic heights, the more she is confronted by a dark past. But before she can love him, Taddy must meet her worst fears head-on or risk losing it all, including herself.

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*set up:

Taddy Brill agrees to help Warner Truman hold a press event to correct the damage done on his property. They meet for dinner to discuss the details

Chapter Thirteen

Sweet Baby Jesus on an Ice Cream Cone

“Please, call me by the nickname.”

“Huh?” She gripped her chair's edge, unsure where he was going with this.

“The title you gave me.” He smiled intimately. Warner's face reminded her of all they'd shared at Privé Extreme.

“Big…Daddy.” She allowed herself to say it. The sex floodgates opened. Herald angels, please sing already. She'd say it again with more confidence, pretending he pounded inside her. “Big Daddy—to answer your question, I haven't been with anyone.” She shrugged to hide whether or not she should be embarrassed or proud.

“I can tell.” He enjoyed talking about her. As if he held the solution in his back pocket.

“How so?” Let's hear it. She set her fork on the plate, expecting him to reveal secret ESP sex powers. Lord, he made her va-jay-jay trip into a gumdrop fit without any drugs. What was next?

“The minute you put your hand in mine—your pupils dilated.” He stared at Taddy as if he'd seen through her. Warner scared the freak out of her but excited her all the same.

“They did?” She blinked. It couldn't be her false eyelashes or contacts causing her eyes to enlarge.

“And your breasts are swelling.” His eyes focused on her cleavage.

She could tell he wanted to caress them. But this fancy restaurant didn't have a privacy curtain for a girlie show. “They…are?” Directing her breasts forward Taddy gave him the view he'd lusted after. Her body wanted this. Each pore had craved his touch since the second they met.

“And your lips felt dry when I kissed you before we sat down to dinner.”

“Really?” She felt Warner's sex coming off him hotter than today's sun along the French Riviera.

“And I bet—if I reached under this table and put my hand between your legs, you'd drip on my fingers.” He licked the meat's gravy from his thumb.

Drawing her hand under her chin, she nodded to confirm her crease was heating up. She imagined his body slamming her against a wall, pulling her hair back as she begged for more, and spreading her legs wide while he rammed his cock so far up her, she'd be certain to fly off as Princess Lolly.

“I want to help you, Red.”

“You do?” Her core trembled, and spoke to her, saying, “Please, Big Daddy, bang the shit outta me. Right here! Right now!”

“Let me find the fun, sexy girl who danced in my hands while in St. Barth's. May I?”

She came back to reality for a second, sitting there staring at the sexiest man she'd ever set eyes on. His interest in her was evident. It flipped her out. “Yes, you may.” The second she agreed, Taddy could tell from the expression on Warner's face that he wasn't talking just about sex.

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AVERY ASTER pens erotic romance for Ellora's Cave. As a resident of New York's Upper East Side and a graduate from New York University, Avery gives readers an inside look at the city's glitzy nightlife, socialite sexcapades and tall tales of the über-rich and ultra-famous. "I write about what I see in my metropolis that never sleeps--Manhattanites on the quest for a passionate thrill," Avery says. "By and large, my characters are drop-dead gorgeous, ripped straight from the headlines and on the hunt for their next conquest."

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