Do you ever fantasize about the perfect bad boy? We packed all his most desirable characteristics into Jared Jacobs for this erotic romance. Then we gave him a woman to match—take-no-prisoners Kitty Paige. We loved playing with dominance/submission, power and control as the sparks begin to fly between these two characters. You might also fantasize about all the many ways a yellow Thai silk scarf might be put to use…
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Bad boy meets bad girl – is that all there is?
Passionate, hard working and every inch a business woman, Chicago realtor Kitty Paige likes her sex raw and edgy, and sees no reason to limit herself to just one man. Never married and not quite forty, the striking blonde has successfully raised her daughter, Susan, and is already pushing her new-found freedom to the limits.
Wealthy commodities middle-man and race horse owner Jared Jacobs is father of the best man at Susan’s wedding. He is smitten by the vision in yellow who exudes sex as she escorts her daughter down the aisle. Also single, the handsome mustached California ranch owner with mischievous eyes views his sex life as a series of splendid love affairs, and sets out to make Kitty next on the list.
Together and apart, their chemistry is explosive, and their sparkling repartee and steamy sex catch both partners by surprise. Jared is first to recognize he’s fallen in love. When Kitty panics, can Jared finesse his every move and reel her in?
“Oh, God. Have mercy.”
“Not this time, babe.” Jared easily lifted Kitty’s butt and slid one end of the scarf under it. Quickly, he had her loins encased in silk and handed the ends of the scarf to her care. “I won’t be needing these for awhile. You may find a use for them.”
Her fingers curled around the scarf and he settled between her legs. He laved the silk around the edges of her pussy and then looked up with a grin. “Isn’t it amazing how silk feels when it gets wet—your juices and my tongue.”
She tugged on the silk scarf, increasing the pressure against her loins, and nodded jerkily. “Make me come, Jared.”
“Like this?” He tongued the silk covering her pussy and pushed a little inside her folds.
“Oh, yeah. That’ll do it. A little more.”
He lifted his head and shook it when he saw her distressed glower. “Not yet,” he whispered, retrieving the scarf. “Not nearly yet. You won’t come until I’m ready for you to come.” He laughed as her gaze burned into him. He grabbed her wrist and tied one end of the scarf loosely around it.
Her eyes rounded with awareness. Her lower lip trembled slightly when he tied the overlap of the knot around a bedpost. She didn’t move when he reached for her other wrist.
“You know what I’m going to do?”
She nodded. “You’re going to ravish me.”
Top Pick: Five Stars at The Romance Reviews:
This is a story about what happens when a takes no prisoners, makes no apologies, adventurous mom, Kitty, meets Jared, the father of the best man. The mating game starts and the pursuit begins. There is giving and taking, catching and falling into love. Boundaries are pushed and it’s a race to see who wins. But falling in love lets everyone win, as Kitty and Jared find out. Lorrie
Five Stars: I loved Kitty and Jared. Both are strong willed characters who will not run from their attraction. Both expect a short but passionate affair, but their plans are upset when their emotions become involved. Watching them both fight their feelings made their capitulation so much sweeter… THE BEST MAN is excellent. Sheila, Amazona Rafflecopter giveaway
Author: Julia Kent
Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance
Tropes: Threesome/Ménage (in a committed relationship), Rock Star/Musician, Small Town, Opposites Attract, Second Chance, Reunion Romance, Mysterious Exotic Island, Enemies to Lovers, Marriage Proposal, Road Trip, Holiday
It all started with a naked hitchhiker wearing a guitar — and only a guitar.
And turned into a New York Times bestseller.
A random meeting between a rural Ohio chick and a rich Boston musician kickstarted all sorts of random acts of love and lust — and got even more complicated when his bandmate entered the picture.
And never left.
From unconventional love to second-chance romance to your wildest desires, The Random Series will have you giggling, swooning, and fanning yourself to the heart-pounding beat of the sexiest, most daring and irresistible musicians to come out of Boston.
Five band members form the up-and-coming group Random Acts of Crazy–each with a story of his own in this long-running series.
Let these rock stars take you on a CRAZY wild ride, and with a little TRUST, they can fulfill your every FANTASY.
The Random Series includes:
Random Acts of Crazy (Book 1)
Random Acts of Trust (Book 2)
Random Acts of Fantasy (Book 3)
Random Acts of Hope (Book 4)
Random Acts of Yes (Book 5)
Random Acts of Love (Book 6)
Random Acts of L.A. (Book 7)
Random Acts of Christmas (Book 8)
Random Acts of Vegas (Book 9)
Random Acts of New Year (Book 10)
I had two goals:
1. Find a way back into her good graces so she’d let me make love to her.
2. Get some pants, shoes and a shirt.
In that order. — Trevor
The last everloving fucking thing I expected to see as I drove down I-76 toward my little hometown of Peters, Ohio was a buck-naked man wearing a spiked collar and a guitar.
I mean, only wearing a collar and a guitar. The man was barefoot, for goodness sake. On the highway. In May, in Oh-fucking-hi-o, where winter isn’t a season but a state of mind.
How could I not stop and offer him a ride? Seriously? Where was he hiding a weapon? Okay, Okay, maybe up there, but think about it for a minute. He’d have to twist quite a bit to access anything he hid up his puckered—well, there!
And he wasn’t a bit hard on the eyes, either. Kind of a Brad Pitt circa 1991 look, before he married Miss Toothpick and then left her for that wan Elvira and her weak Michelle Duggar imitation.
Anyhow…back to the naked hitchhiker. My 1986 Toyota Tercel wasn’t anything special but it, um, had a floor. And a windshield. And a place for Mr. Naked to rest his weary nuts. The vinyl might be cracked and faded and it wasn’t no Giving Tree from that Shel Silverstein book, but at least the man could give his balls a rest. Those muscles looked like they could sure use some eyes hungrily ogling them, too, for they screamed for loving attention. If I couldn’t touch, I could at least be the one to stare, right? I’m a giver like that.
Always thinking about others.
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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men’s room toilet (and he isn’t a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three children in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down
I hope you are safe and well in this perilous time. If you or your loved ones have been directly affected by the Covid 19 virus, our hearts go out to you. Our son has lost a friend who lived in New York City, and a former co-worker with whom I was very close has just been diagnosed positive. We are hoping for the best.
I’m sure many of you, like us, are staying at home, except for essentials like obtaining groceries. We take long walks, take turns doing our core workouts on our living room floor, and of course continue writing.
Whatever you’re doing – home schooling children, working on the front lines as a healthcare provider, delivering groceries and supplies for those who cannot shop for themselves, working from home in a job you can do from your computer – I hope you’re also caring for yourself, following safe practices, and of course finding time for reading.
We love this fun graphic, created by N. N. Light. To us, it looks like Merry herself, opening the French doors that lead from her bedroom to her back patio and her beloved gardens. I suspect in our current crisis, living as she does in a north Chicago suburb, she would be able to spend time outside in those gardens, though it might be a tad chilly or even snowy. But our artist caught her in a moment where she’s going back to bed to read, and we hope you do, too!
Wow, what an incredible book! Not only is this a gripping romantic suspense, but the heat level is hotter than Death Valley. Merry exploration adds a scorching depth to the story but it’s very well done. Merry’s pleasure journey is more about her rediscovering herself after years in solitude than having all kinds of sex. The emotions are firmly entrenched and that is what makes The Merry Widow such a wonderful romance. The characters leap off the page with their own set of insecurities and hang-ups. The plot moves at a quick pace with a balance between the erotic romance and the suspense. The ending took me by surprise and I was a little sad to see it end. I grew attached to the characters and wanted to stay in their world a little bit longer. The Merry Widow will be on my keeper shelf and one I will be re-reading again and again. Highly recommend! N. N. Light
The millennium arrived with such promise—will it deliver for recently widowed Merry Delaney?
So much for all the anticipation about the new millennium. Merry Delaney’s life is still in a rut and shows no signs of changing. Sex? A fading memory, gone long before her husband actually died. Excitement? Hardly the hallmark of an accountant’s life. At forty-two, what can she look forward to?
Until her best friend takes Merry’s predicament into her practiced hands. One passionate kiss unleashes possibilities Merry never dreamed of—and she wants to sample them all. Men? Women? Young? Old? Ménage? Toys? Yes, to all, to pleasure, to making up for lost time.
Enter Chicago Detective Jim Barnes, who solicits Merry’s help with a mob funds-skimming case. Can the scorching passion that soon smolders between Merry and Jim survive the escalating mob threats of exposure? Having discovered a zest for sex, will Merry ever again be satisfied with one man?