Happy Holidays to all! This week’s slice of nice & naughty is brought to you by sexy bad boys and the women who love them best selling and buzz worthy author Sam Crescent. Princess Next Door is one of her trademark, short(ish) sexy tales with a twist.
Wynter Griffin has finally found her independence after years of being controlled by her parents. The only problem with her newfound peace? Her partying, rock music listening neighbor. She’s at the end of her patience, and demands that he packs up the noise, or she’s calling the police.
Zane Webster likes his neighbor. Her blonde hair, blue eyes, and sweetness remind him of a princess. All she has to do was ask, and he’s more than willing to give her what she wants.
Guilt eats away at Wynter, and it’s not long before she makes friends with the bad boy. After getting drunk one night, she lets it slip that she’s a virgin, and in desperate need of shedding that title. Zane agrees to help, providing they do it at his pace. With Zane, she can finally live her life to the fullest. He even teaches her how to fall in love.
But what will happen when her parents demand she grow up, and do as she’s told? What will Wynter choose? Can two people so different find happiness together?
The blurb is exactly what you can expect from this novel. Light, fun, sexy and heavy on the reality suspension. Pure escapism. Don’t read it unless you are into fun, escapist romantic fiction and can appreciate it for what it is, in all it’s sometimes absurdity. Cautionary business aside, did I mention that it was sexy?
Heavy on it!
She finished making them both a cup of coffee. “Say I believe you, what does that even mean?”
“It means that one day soon you’re going to find yourself completely and totally in love with me.”
“Well if that’s true, then it means you’re going to be the same with me. You’re going to think of nothing and no one but me.”
She placed a hand on her chest and smiled. “Would that be pure torture to you?”
“Not at all. I quite like thinking about you.”
He took a sip of his coffee, staring over the rim of the cup, which made her stomach twist, and she had no choice but to press her thighs together. Damn, this man was good.
“In all seriousness, I won’t hold you to anything about what I’ve asked you to do. You’re your own man, and I don’t expect anything from you.”
“Just my dick.”
Her cheeks heated. “It’s … why is this so hard?”
“You’re the one that asked me, and soon it will get hard. I promise. Right now, it’s kind of soft. You make really nice coffee.”
She knew he was teasing her, and the moment he talked about his cock, she couldn’t help but look.
“You’ll get to see it soon enough, Princess.” Something must be happening because she didn’t even mind it when he called her Princess. “How was your truck?” she asked, moving onto a much safer topic than sex and Zane’s penis…
“You really think you’re going to get away with that? I want a taste of your pussy, and then I’m going to give you one of your wishes.”
He had her jeans off along with her panties within seconds. She cried out as his tongue latched onto her clit, and he sucked hard. His fingers circled her pussy as he slid them inside, teasing her.
“You’re so wet. Did you enjoy sucking my cock?” he asked.
She arched up, wanting his tongue back on her pussy, but he wouldn’t do it. He teased her, making her wait, and she whimpered, desperate for more of what only he could give her. He thrust two fingers inside her, and she cried out, the pleasure intense as he curled his fingers around and began to stroke over that special spot that had her burning for more. The fire within her was so intense that she couldn’t think straight.
“Please, please,” she said. “You want to come?”
She felt that was the only word that she screamed at him, and he chuckled, nibbling on her clit, setting her alight even more. He licked her nub, stroking his tongue back and forth, making it harder for her to focus, to think, and she didn’t want anything else but his touch. She stared up at the sky as he brought her to orgasm, fucking her with his fingers at the same time, and she was on fire. She cried his name as she came, her mind flooding with pleasure and need, and everything in between. She couldn’t stop, and knew in that moment there was no way she could ever let go of Zane. He was inside her, in her heart and her mind, and there was no way she could ever give him up. He brought her down from her peak, and she watched him tear into a condom, rolling it down his already stiff cock.
When he moved between her thighs, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she actually loved this man. The man with the tattoos all over his arms and down his chest. The man who loved rock music that she couldn’t stand. Who worked in a bar, and had the cheekiest smile on his face, who’d never look right in a country club, or even in a tux. She loved him, and she didn’t care what anyone thought, because he was hers, and she belonged to him. No one, not his friends or her parents, could ever take that away from her. He slowly slid inside her. She felt every single inch and gasped as he filled her, seeming to touch her in places that took her to the stars and back. Zane took hold of her hands, pressing them either side of her head, and staring into her eyes as he began to make love to her. She felt … everything. The passion within him that he kept at bay as they made love. The love in his eyes as he stared down at her. She felt everything, and she didn’t want him to stop or to let go.
Princess Next Door is available today via Kindle!