Reese and Keira are the ultimate example of opposites attract.
The chemistry between them = intense!
Drama and chaos tries to rip them apart. In the end, can Resses say...
She's Mine
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Excerpt from She's Mine
Reese started a slow and steady rock against her, driving her lust higher, making her ache in places she didn’t even know existed.
I want more. I need it.
Keira found herself reaching between them, her hands going for the button of her jeans, popping it free. She'd never been so wild, free, and abandoned with her desire before.
She’d never done this.
Keira shifted, pushing her pants off one leg, not sure what she was doing or how far she’d go, but all the while, Reese kissed her, devoured her mouth until she was frantic for him. She found herself straddling him, the feel of his hardness causing even more wetness to spill from her. She was ready for him, and Keira knew if things went all the way, she wouldn’t try to stop it.
She was crazed at this moment, so hungry for Reese she tasted him on her tongue, smelled him in her nose, and felt him on every single inch of her body.
They tilted their heads at the same time, their tongues delving deeper until she felt like she was lost in everything that was Reese.
“You taste so good, Keira.” He trailed his lips over her jaw and down her neck to where her pulse beat frantically. He continued a slow, steady press of his hardness against her, lifting his hips at the same time she pressed down on him.
Could he feel how wet she was, her arousal soaking through the material?
His fingers slid down her hips, over her outer thighs, twisting slightly and moving back up her inner thighs. The digits rested at the edge of her panties, not moving, just rubbing back and forth along her skin, causing her inner muscles to clench.
“Touch me, Reese.”
He groaned against her neck, his body tense and his breathing ragged. “I am touching you, baby.” His words sounded distorted, his body harder than she’d ever felt before.
Her breasts ached, felt heavy, her nipples sensitive as they pressed against the material of her bra. Keira was desperate as she pressed the mounds against his chest, the peaks aching, feeling tight.
“Tell me to stop, Keira,” he said, but he moved his fingers below the edge of her panties, now almost touching the most sensitive, intimate part of her.
“I don’t want you to stop.”
Reese started a slow and steady rock against her, driving her lust higher, making her ache in places she didn’t even know existed.
I want more. I need it.
Keira found herself reaching between them, her hands going for the button of her jeans, popping it free. She'd never been so wild, free, and abandoned with her desire before.
She’d never done this.
Keira shifted, pushing her pants off one leg, not sure what she was doing or how far she’d go, but all the while, Reese kissed her, devoured her mouth until she was frantic for him. She found herself straddling him, the feel of his hardness causing even more wetness to spill from her. She was ready for him, and Keira knew if things went all the way, she wouldn’t try to stop it.
She was crazed at this moment, so hungry for Reese she tasted him on her tongue, smelled him in her nose, and felt him on every single inch of her body.
They tilted their heads at the same time, their tongues delving deeper until she felt like she was lost in everything that was Reese.
“You taste so good, Keira.” He trailed his lips over her jaw and down her neck to where her pulse beat frantically. He continued a slow, steady press of his hardness against her, lifting his hips at the same time she pressed down on him.
Could he feel how wet she was, her arousal soaking through the material?
His fingers slid down her hips, over her outer thighs, twisting slightly and moving back up her inner thighs. The digits rested at the edge of her panties, not moving, just rubbing back and forth along her skin, causing her inner muscles to clench.
“Touch me, Reese.”
He groaned against her neck, his body tense and his breathing ragged. “I am touching you, baby.” His words sounded distorted, his body harder than she’d ever felt before.
Her breasts ached, felt heavy, her nipples sensitive as they pressed against the material of her bra. Keira was desperate as she pressed the mounds against his chest, the peaks aching, feeling tight.
“Tell me to stop, Keira,” he said, but he moved his fingers below the edge of her panties, now almost touching the most sensitive, intimate part of her.
“I don’t want you to stop.”
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MORE ABOUT SHE'S MINE
Black Mountain Academy’s bad boy. That’s who Reese Trenton was, or at least how people perceived him. He came from the “wrong side of the tracks” with a perpetual scowl on his face, a body like a god, and the arrogance to match.
He was a rough around the edges kind of delinquent, but smart enough he’d gotten a full ride to BMA.
And he piqued Keira’s interest in the worst—or maybe best—kind of way. He had her wanting to throw that good girl persona she carried right out the window. He had her wanting to be just as rebellious as he was.
He knew too much about life, got drunk, and started far too many fights. And Keira wanted him like she’d never wanted anyone before. They say opposites attract, and it seemed that was the pulling force that brought Reese and Keira together.
Heated touches. Passionate kisses. Filthy, secret intimacy. They shared it all together and grew addicted for more.
He thought he was broken, too battered for a girl like her. Keira wanted to show Reese that despite the cracks he wore, the scars he sported, they were meant to be together.
But not everyone thought Reese and Keira should be together, and as the drama and chaos erupted, as people tried to rip them apart, they realized their loyalty and love for each other had never been put to the test more than it had now.
Black Mountain Academy’s bad boy. That’s who Reese Trenton was, or at least how people perceived him. He came from the “wrong side of the tracks” with a perpetual scowl on his face, a body like a god, and the arrogance to match.
He was a rough around the edges kind of delinquent, but smart enough he’d gotten a full ride to BMA.
And he piqued Keira’s interest in the worst—or maybe best—kind of way. He had her wanting to throw that good girl persona she carried right out the window. He had her wanting to be just as rebellious as he was.
He knew too much about life, got drunk, and started far too many fights. And Keira wanted him like she’d never wanted anyone before. They say opposites attract, and it seemed that was the pulling force that brought Reese and Keira together.
Heated touches. Passionate kisses. Filthy, secret intimacy. They shared it all together and grew addicted for more.
He thought he was broken, too battered for a girl like her. Keira wanted to show Reese that despite the cracks he wore, the scars he sported, they were meant to be together.
But not everyone thought Reese and Keira should be together, and as the drama and chaos erupted, as people tried to rip them apart, they realized their loyalty and love for each other had never been put to the test more than it had now.
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MEET AUTHOR JENKIA SNOW
Jenika Snow, a USA Today Bestselling Author, has been published since 2009. She lives in the northeast. She prefers gloomy days, eats the topping off of her pizza first, and wears socks year round.
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Jenika Snow, a USA Today Bestselling Author, has been published since 2009. She lives in the northeast. She prefers gloomy days, eats the topping off of her pizza first, and wears socks year round.
Follow Jenika on Amazon Here