BAD BOY BENEFITS by J.D. Hawkins
Release Date: June 24th
Genre/Tropes: Contemporary romance, Frenemies to lovers
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Release Date: June 24th
Genre/Tropes: Contemporary romance, Frenemies to lovers
Add to Goodreads:
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/58240644-bad-boy-benefits
Excerpt
“Show me, Maeve,” he commands, his voice hard with his own hunger. “I wanna hear how you moan… I wanna hear the sound of your beautiful body coming for me…”
I go silent for a whole two seconds, my body freezing, my breath stopped, as if it’s all too much to feel, to react to. A beautiful few seconds that feel like I’m flying, and then… Release.
A long, swirling moan emanates from my lips like the sound of gathering wind through a tunnel, a climax that comes in multiple thudding beats of sensual warmth. Every part of my body tensing and then releasing each time, toes curling, shoulders hunching, torso tensioning… And then the most lovely feeling of lightness, as if all of life’s burdens no longer exist. A glimpse of heaven.
After almost a minute of wallowing in this wonderful post-orgasmic bliss, I realize I dropped the phone onto the pillow beside me. It’s faint glow the only light apart from a pale moon peeking through the shutters. I pick it up and see that Toby is still on the call.
“Are you there?” I say, my voice back to its typically composed state, just a hint of its prior softness.
“I’m here,” Toby says, back in his normal tone—though his normal tone always sounds a little amused.
I hear his movements on the line, rustling and scratching.
“You really are a bastard, you know that?” I say through a smile.
He laughs.
“I couldn’t help myself.”
“Well,” I say, “let’s call that the last time. We’ve already dragged this on longer than we should have.”
There’s a long pause before Toby answers, and I can tell he’s thinking about it—right after coming is probably the only time he can think about anything.
“Yeah…” he says, regretfully but honestly. “Maybe you’re right…”
“Goodnight, Toby.”
“Show me, Maeve,” he commands, his voice hard with his own hunger. “I wanna hear how you moan… I wanna hear the sound of your beautiful body coming for me…”
I go silent for a whole two seconds, my body freezing, my breath stopped, as if it’s all too much to feel, to react to. A beautiful few seconds that feel like I’m flying, and then… Release.
A long, swirling moan emanates from my lips like the sound of gathering wind through a tunnel, a climax that comes in multiple thudding beats of sensual warmth. Every part of my body tensing and then releasing each time, toes curling, shoulders hunching, torso tensioning… And then the most lovely feeling of lightness, as if all of life’s burdens no longer exist. A glimpse of heaven.
After almost a minute of wallowing in this wonderful post-orgasmic bliss, I realize I dropped the phone onto the pillow beside me. It’s faint glow the only light apart from a pale moon peeking through the shutters. I pick it up and see that Toby is still on the call.
“Are you there?” I say, my voice back to its typically composed state, just a hint of its prior softness.
“I’m here,” Toby says, back in his normal tone—though his normal tone always sounds a little amused.
I hear his movements on the line, rustling and scratching.
“You really are a bastard, you know that?” I say through a smile.
He laughs.
“I couldn’t help myself.”
“Well,” I say, “let’s call that the last time. We’ve already dragged this on longer than we should have.”
There’s a long pause before Toby answers, and I can tell he’s thinking about it—right after coming is probably the only time he can think about anything.
“Yeah…” he says, regretfully but honestly. “Maybe you’re right…”
“Goodnight, Toby.”
Blurb
She’s my sister’s best friend…
The night we hooked up was definitely the best in my life. But you know sisters—they make things complicated.
So Maeve and I called it one and done, and for the sake of their friendship, we pretended it never happened.
It’s pretty easy to develop a routine. We joke around, make fun of each other. And I never let on that I know what Maeve looks like without her clothes—or how often I think about it.
I’m starting to think we pulled it off when out-of-the-blue she sashays back into my jewelry store. The visit starts like normal. The banter. The teasing.
But then she invites me to a party. And what kind of gentleman would I be if I didn’t walk her home after?
Let’s be real—I’m no gentleman. And Maeve is no lady.
The kind of teasing we’re doing now is dangerous. This is fast becoming a frenemies-with-benefits situation. It’s complicated enough before my sister decides to set us up… with other people.
We can only keep our secret for so long.
I’m starting to think there might be a diamond in all this rough.
But Maeve never lets me have the last word...
About the Author
JD Hawkins writes erotic romance with modern-classic alpha males and strong, independent women. He currently lives with his wife in Austin, TX. He loves to travel and has lived in many places, including LA, New York City, India and Thailand. When he isn't writing, JD enjoys surfing, training in Mixed Martial Arts, reading and taking naps. He once dreamed of becoming a ballerina. He's always loved making up stories, especially ones inspired by real life.
She’s my sister’s best friend…
The night we hooked up was definitely the best in my life. But you know sisters—they make things complicated.
So Maeve and I called it one and done, and for the sake of their friendship, we pretended it never happened.
It’s pretty easy to develop a routine. We joke around, make fun of each other. And I never let on that I know what Maeve looks like without her clothes—or how often I think about it.
I’m starting to think we pulled it off when out-of-the-blue she sashays back into my jewelry store. The visit starts like normal. The banter. The teasing.
But then she invites me to a party. And what kind of gentleman would I be if I didn’t walk her home after?
Let’s be real—I’m no gentleman. And Maeve is no lady.
The kind of teasing we’re doing now is dangerous. This is fast becoming a frenemies-with-benefits situation. It’s complicated enough before my sister decides to set us up… with other people.
We can only keep our secret for so long.
I’m starting to think there might be a diamond in all this rough.
But Maeve never lets me have the last word...
About the Author
JD Hawkins writes erotic romance with modern-classic alpha males and strong, independent women. He currently lives with his wife in Austin, TX. He loves to travel and has lived in many places, including LA, New York City, India and Thailand. When he isn't writing, JD enjoys surfing, training in Mixed Martial Arts, reading and taking naps. He once dreamed of becoming a ballerina. He's always loved making up stories, especially ones inspired by real life.
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