Synopsis:
Just when Velaney thinks she
is safe again…her worst nightmare comes back to haunt her.
Eric is dealing with his own
insecurities as he tries to accept Velaney’s decision to help the enemy…can he
get past it? Will they be there for each other in the end?
Eric struggles to step aside
and trust Velaney...but will his past keep him from doing so? Can he let go in
order to move forward?
Velaney and Eric had their
fair share of ups and downs in SPARK…their love was undeniable and intense.
Just when you think they could get their happily ever after…pasts collide and
merge together…will they fight for what they want?
Or will their love crash and
burn?
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Excerpt:
I slide my hand across her
waist, feeling the goose bumps appear from under me. The way her body responds
to me is fucking hot. It fuels me to keep going in sexual torture.
I grip a hand on each side
of her panties and forcefully rip them apart. “We won’t be needing these,” I
quip.
“You think you’re funny,
don’t you smart ass?” I feel her eyes looking down at me with fury as I
continue teasing and torturing her. Before I let her spit anymore out at me, I
aggressive push a finger in.
“Oh my god,” she whimpers,
the most beautiful sound in the world. I shove another one in, getting the same
reaction, only louder.
“Let me hear you,
sweetheart.”
I twist my fingers in and
out of her until I’m completely soaked in her desire. I remove them just as I
cup her with my mouth, soaking up all her wetness.
“Oh, holy shit,” she
breaths, trying to grasp for me with her tied-up hands.
“No touching,” I remind her,
smiling against her soft skin. I continue playfully torturing her into an
intense frenzy. The way she comes around me is the most beautiful thing in the
world. She made life worth living. Unbelievable how the one thing you need the
most, is the one person who needs you the most. Only knowing Velaney for a few
short months, I already knew I was going to marry her. When someone changes you
for the better and loves you despite all your faults, you better marry that
person, swoop them up and claim their body as yours—otherwise someone smarter
than you will.
“Holy shit, babe. You are
fucking torture,” she spits out. Damn, I love the way she swears now. Even her
little spits of swearing are hot.
I’m just about to rip my
jeans off when a loud, forceful knock interrupts. “Who the hell is that?”
“Carissa probably locked
herself out. She went to go do our laundry.”
I sigh and pull my jeans
back up. Damn, roommate.
“Hold on!” Velaney yells as
I scramble to release her hands. She fists her clothes off the floor and
quickly dresses before answering the door.
I see her peek through the
peephole as I pull my shirt back over my head. She gasps and takes a step back.
“What is it?” I ask, but
without letting her respond, I catch up to her and look for myself.
“You have got to be fucking
kidding me,” she mumbles, locking her eyes on the door.
“Who is it?” I ask, not
recognizing the woman.
“My mother.”
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Author Bio:
Brooke is a midwestern gal,
from the cheese state of Wisconsin! Go Packers! She's a stay-at-home mom of
three beautiful children (one daughter & two stepsons) and a black fury
dog. She's studied psychology in college, and counselling and education in graduate
school where she found her love for writing. Most days you can find her reading
or writing, or just hanging out with her family! She loves movies, cooking, and
shopping! She's addicted to Starbucks, Coach purses, and wearing yoga pants.
Twitter @blcumberland
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Giveaway:
Spark buy links:
SPARK
Amazon US---> http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00E6ZAHVM
Amazon UK---> http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00E6ZAHVM
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