No Falling Allowed by Melissa West releases on July 18th, click here to pre-order this contemporary romance stand-alone today. Want a sneak peek? Read an extra spicy excerpt below!
Excerpt from No Falling Allowed
Hunter took my hand, his eyes on me, and slowly kissed each of my fingers then tugged me toward him. His lips found mine, this time rougher, taking a deep inhale instead of a breath, nothing about it calm or pretty. I knew then and there that this, whatever it was, would be unlike any night I’d experienced before.
I led him to my room, my pulse hammering in my ears, my body unbelievably keyed up. I couldn’t stop thinking, couldn’t relax.
“Don’t do that.”
I turned in his arms, lifted my chin. “What?”
“Hide in here.” He kissed my forehead, then trailed slow kisses down the side of my face, heat hitting my ear as he whispered, “Let me take the worry away. For one night, just be you.”
“One night?”
“One mind-blowing night.” Hunter’s hands dropped to my waist, his gaze following his hands, igniting my insides all over again. “What are you afraid of? Me…or yourself?”
I wanted to laugh off what he was suggesting, to feel the confidence I’d oozed earlier, but somehow this man had slipped under my skin, exposing the truth—I was a fraud.
I was a fat girl in a thin body, unable to ever see myself as anything else. I was a failure in a designer suit. An ugly face hidden behind expensive makeup and even more expensive facials. And not once had I ever shown my doubts to anyone, including Cameron and Lauren, my two best friends. But this guy had somehow pushed all the BS that was my life away and left behind the teen girl I still felt I was deep inside.
“I’m not afraid.”
“No?”
“No.”
Then before I could delay the moment any longer, Hunter’s lips crashed against mine, and my worries drifted
away as his tongue swept inside my mouth in slow, delicious strokes, tasting and feeling and sampling in a way I’d never been sampled before. His hands glided down my back, leaving goose bumps in their wake. He gripped my ass, then hooked my leg around his waist, all evidence of his need pressing against my stomach, sending any hope of self-preservation and dignity out the window.
I was seconds away from begging him to undress me, when, as though he heard my request, he let go of my thigh and trailed his fingertips over the hem of my shirt, dipping underneath to skim across my stomach, up my back, securing me to him as the kiss of all kisses continued. Red-hot heat spread over every inch of my skin, my mind fuzzy and lost, and God if it wasn’t the best sensation I’d ever felt in my life.
“I’m going to take this off now,” he said, thumbing the shirt, his gaze darkening as he stared down at me.
I led him to my room, my pulse hammering in my ears, my body unbelievably keyed up. I couldn’t stop thinking, couldn’t relax.
“Don’t do that.”
I turned in his arms, lifted my chin. “What?”
“Hide in here.” He kissed my forehead, then trailed slow kisses down the side of my face, heat hitting my ear as he whispered, “Let me take the worry away. For one night, just be you.”
“One night?”
“One mind-blowing night.” Hunter’s hands dropped to my waist, his gaze following his hands, igniting my insides all over again. “What are you afraid of? Me…or yourself?”
I wanted to laugh off what he was suggesting, to feel the confidence I’d oozed earlier, but somehow this man had slipped under my skin, exposing the truth—I was a fraud.
I was a fat girl in a thin body, unable to ever see myself as anything else. I was a failure in a designer suit. An ugly face hidden behind expensive makeup and even more expensive facials. And not once had I ever shown my doubts to anyone, including Cameron and Lauren, my two best friends. But this guy had somehow pushed all the BS that was my life away and left behind the teen girl I still felt I was deep inside.
“I’m not afraid.”
“No?”
“No.”
Then before I could delay the moment any longer, Hunter’s lips crashed against mine, and my worries drifted
away as his tongue swept inside my mouth in slow, delicious strokes, tasting and feeling and sampling in a way I’d never been sampled before. His hands glided down my back, leaving goose bumps in their wake. He gripped my ass, then hooked my leg around his waist, all evidence of his need pressing against my stomach, sending any hope of self-preservation and dignity out the window.
I was seconds away from begging him to undress me, when, as though he heard my request, he let go of my thigh and trailed his fingertips over the hem of my shirt, dipping underneath to skim across my stomach, up my back, securing me to him as the kiss of all kisses continued. Red-hot heat spread over every inch of my skin, my mind fuzzy and lost, and God if it wasn’t the best sensation I’d ever felt in my life.
“I’m going to take this off now,” he said, thumbing the shirt, his gaze darkening as he stared down at me.
Synopsis and Purchase Link
Contemporary Romance Stand-alone, Releases 7/18
My life just went South…
Twenty-four hours. That’s how long it took my life to flip upside down.
Wake up in bed alone after the best night of my life? Check.
Get fired instead of the promised promotion? Check.
Wealthy parents cut me off when I refuse to follow their path for my life? Check.
Now I’m in Cricket Creek, SC—a place where no New Yorker belongs—disowned and broke, with a new job that I can’t mess up. Oh yeah, and staring at my one-night stand, who happens to be the complete opposite of my type.
Southern.
Cocky.
Bartender.
Noah Hunter never should have made it back to my apartment in NYC, and I definitely shouldn’t be in his small town. But fate had another plan. Or a horrible sense of humor.
Who knew Mr. Wrong could feel so right…
Twenty-four hours. That’s how long it took my life to flip upside down.
Wake up in bed alone after the best night of my life? Check.
Get fired instead of the promised promotion? Check.
Wealthy parents cut me off when I refuse to follow their path for my life? Check.
Now I’m in Cricket Creek, SC—a place where no New Yorker belongs—disowned and broke, with a new job that I can’t mess up. Oh yeah, and staring at my one-night stand, who happens to be the complete opposite of my type.
Southern.
Cocky.
Bartender.
Noah Hunter never should have made it back to my apartment in NYC, and I definitely shouldn’t be in his small town. But fate had another plan. Or a horrible sense of humor.
Who knew Mr. Wrong could feel so right…
No Kissing Allowed and $0.99 sale link
Book 1, Contemporary Romance Stand-alone
No kissing. No touching. And definitely no falling in love...
Armed with her besties, an embarrassing number of shots, and her list of 10 Wild Things To Do Before Adulthood, recent grad Cameron Lawson is partying it up before she starts her dream job at New York's biggest ad agency. Her last task? Hook up with a random guy. And while it's so not her style, the super-sexy guy sitting next to her is definitely game. No names. No details.
At least, that was the plan.
On her first day of work, Cameron discovers her hook-up is none other than Aidan Truitt-her new boss'sboss. Talk about failing the "no fraternizing with coworkers" policy on an epic level. Especially when Aidan makes it clear their one night was only the beginning. Falling for him could cost her everything, but sometimes the only way to get what you want is by breaking a few rules...
Armed with her besties, an embarrassing number of shots, and her list of 10 Wild Things To Do Before Adulthood, recent grad Cameron Lawson is partying it up before she starts her dream job at New York's biggest ad agency. Her last task? Hook up with a random guy. And while it's so not her style, the super-sexy guy sitting next to her is definitely game. No names. No details.
At least, that was the plan.
On her first day of work, Cameron discovers her hook-up is none other than Aidan Truitt-her new boss'sboss. Talk about failing the "no fraternizing with coworkers" policy on an epic level. Especially when Aidan makes it clear their one night was only the beginning. Falling for him could cost her everything, but sometimes the only way to get what you want is by breaking a few rules...
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