She’d had the perfect life . . . until she realized she wasn’t actually living it.
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SNEAK PEEK
I gasped and he kissed me harder, pressed me firmer, tugged me closer until I didn’t know where I ended and he began, until I was kissing him back just as fiercely and wildly.
I yanked at his pants, ripping at the waistband and shoving them down as far as I could reach.
Then he was naked.
“Oh God,” I said when he finally released my mouth.
“Yes,” he quipped, running his tongue down my stomach, delving it into my belly button.
For once, I didn’t feel an ounce self-conscious. This wasn’t about stretch marks or saggy boobs or lumps and curves where they shouldn’t be. This was about heat and feeling and passion and desire.
This was needing my husband’s tongue on me, IN me more than my next breath. This--
“Oh fuuuck.” I bucked when Rob pressed his mouth to me and gripped his hair like it was a steering wheel as I ground against his face.
I yanked at his pants, ripping at the waistband and shoving them down as far as I could reach.
Then he was naked.
“Oh God,” I said when he finally released my mouth.
“Yes,” he quipped, running his tongue down my stomach, delving it into my belly button.
For once, I didn’t feel an ounce self-conscious. This wasn’t about stretch marks or saggy boobs or lumps and curves where they shouldn’t be. This was about heat and feeling and passion and desire.
This was needing my husband’s tongue on me, IN me more than my next breath. This--
“Oh fuuuck.” I bucked when Rob pressed his mouth to me and gripped his hair like it was a steering wheel as I ground against his face.
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MORE ABOUT HEARTBREAK AT ROOSEVELT RANCH
I had it all. Two beautiful children. A gainfully employed husband. A successful food blog.
The only thing missing from my life was . . . heat.
And I wanted to live. To live loudly and without fear.
I also wanted my husband to think I was as hot as I was when we were high school sweethearts. More, I wanted what my sister had: love, passion, and a husband whose love was infinite.
Because something was happening with Rob. Had he fallen out of love with me? Had he found someone else? Was I not--
Sigh.
Was I not enough?
I had it all. Two beautiful children. A gainfully employed husband. A successful food blog.
The only thing missing from my life was . . . heat.
And I wanted to live. To live loudly and without fear.
I also wanted my husband to think I was as hot as I was when we were high school sweethearts. More, I wanted what my sister had: love, passion, and a husband whose love was infinite.
Because something was happening with Rob. Had he fallen out of love with me? Had he found someone else? Was I not--
Sigh.
Was I not enough?
Heartbreak at Roosevelt Ranch is NOW LIVE!!!
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Aside from writing romance, Elise’s passions are chocolate, Star Wars, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team — the Sharks! — are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise is the mom to two exuberant boys and is thoroughly addicted to Dancing With the Stars.
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