Play Me is an erotic serial intended for mature audiences.
Heroine: Aria Winston. The lovely, dark haired cocktail waitress that puts up with a ton of bad behavior from the big spenders. But it pays the bills—and that’s all that matters to Aria, who needs every last dollar to escape from her mafia family and the brutal man she’s expected to marry. Until Sebastian Caine changes everything. If getting tangled up with her new boss is wrong, Aria doesn’t want to be right.
Hero: Sebastian Caine. The dark and sexy, handpicked successor of one of Vegas’s hottest five-star casinos is much kinder than a rich man should be. But he has needs—and feels compelled to pull Aria into his seductive domain. Their chemistry is intoxicating. Their power exchange is exhilarating. And if there’s one thing Sebastian knows for sure, it’s that he needs to protect this strong yet vulnerable woman.
Sebastian can make it better.
Those five words have been my mantra since I fled my parents’ house half an hour ago, since I ran away from the words my father fired at me like precision-strike, heat-seeking missiles.
Words like responsibility. Family. Duty. Lucy.
My God. Lucy.
After everything that’s happened—everything I’ve done and everything that’s been done to me—I can’t think about Lucy right now. Can’t think about how much she’s hurting. Can’t think about all the time I’m missing with her because I won’t—because I can’t—bend to my father’s demands.
No, I promise myself as I yank Sebastian’s dress shirt free from his pants so that I can slide my hands under it and claw at the slick, hot skin of his back. All I’m going to think about right now is him and this moment and the way he makes me feel.
It’s not an answer, not even close. But for now—when I feel like one more mistake, one more threat, one more rejection will send me spiraling out of control—it’s enough. And when Sebastian lowers his lips to the hollow of my throat, when he nips sharply at my collarbone at the same time he thrusts two fingers inside me, it’s more than enough. When he’s slow, he’s really, really slow—teasing and tasting, sucking and stroking his way over every part of my body. And when he’s fast—
I gasp as his fingers twist sharply inside of me and send me hurtling over the edge into an orgasm I didn’t even know I was close to. As my body slowly comes down from the heights, I can’t help but finish the thought. When he’s fast, Sebastian is wicked. Wonderful. Wild.
“Aria.” His whisper is harsh to my ears, even as he works his way down my collarbone to my breasts. I arch my spine, feeling like a fucking contortionist as I struggle to get his mouth around my nipple. But just when I’m tugging at his hair, hard, he pushes back against me. Lifts his head. Looks me dead in the eye and asks, “Do we need to talk about this?”
“No,” I gasp out. “God, no.”
He studies me for one second, two. “Okay.”
And then he’s kissing me, lips and tongue and teeth pressing hard against my own.
It feels so good—he feels so good—and I want it to go on and on and on. Want to be here, right here in this moment, tongues and arms and bodies tangled together, forever.
But I’m restless, too, my body on fire for what only he can give. He’s already made me come once—fast and brutal—but I want more. I want what he told me on the phone. Everything he has to give me. And then more. Always more.
I dig my nails into the firm muscles of his back, relish the way he groans. The way his body bucks against mine so that his cock is pressed right up against my sex.
He starts to pull away and I know—I know—it’s because he wants to regain control. Wants to draw this out so he can torture me and make me come again and again and again. And while I’m normally all for a string of orgasms—what girl wouldn’t be?—that’s not what I want from him right now.
Not what I need.
Which is why I wrap my legs around his waist, and my arms around his shoulders and hold him tight against me. The full-body contact is what I’m craving—every part of him touching every part of me.
He groans again, a dark, tormented sound that shoots right through me and has me practically panting with desire. I bite down on his lip in response, not hard enough to draw blood, but more than hard enough to tell him that I mean business. That I want more and I want it now.
“Fuck, Aria!” he gasps as he pulls back an inch or two so he can rest his forehead against mine.
“That’s what I’m trying to get done,” I growl, right before I pull his mouth back to mine. I nip at him again, relishing the way his body jerks against mine. I lave my tongue over his poor, abused lips, sucking them into my mouth one at a time, soothing the sting of my bites.
And then I’m ripping at the thin silk of his shirt, buttons flying everywhere as I all but tear it off him. It probably costs more than I make in a month, but right now, I don’t give a damn. If I don’t feel his bare skin against me in the next thirty seconds, I swear I’m going to lose my mind.
Finally, I get the shirt completely undone and Sebastian takes his hands off me just long enough to shrug it onto the floor. For a moment, I’m spellbound by the sight of his chest—and the phoenix rising from the ashes that he has tattooed there. It calls to me, touches me deep inside as I think of how hard I’ve worked to be reborn. To rise from the ashes of my past. For the first time, I wonder about Sebastian—about what past he wants to be reborn from.
But before the thought can take hold—take root– he’s touching me everywhere—everywhere—those long, calloused, talented fingers of his brushing across my cheek, down my neck, over my breasts, across my stomach.
And still it’s not enough. For the first time I wonder if it ever will be. If this thing between Sebastian and me will ever burn itself out or if it will just keep getting hotter and hotter forever.
Tracy Wolff is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author. She lives in Texas and teaches writing at her local community college. She is married and the mother of three young sons. www.tracywolffbooks.com
Just to note, this is an author submitted Smex Scene Sunday – I haven’t read this serial yet, so I can’t give my opinion. But it sounds darn sexy.
All five books in this serial will release at the same time on December 2.
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