lush book reviews: Sinful Rewards 12 Promo & Giveaway with Cynthia Sax

Sinful Rewards 12
A Billionaires and Bikers Novella

By: Cynthia Sax

Releasing June 16, 2015

Avon Red Impulse

Blurb

“A YEAR OF SIZZLING HOT SAX”

THE SEXIEST 12 MONTH SERIAL: SINFUL REWARDS

The thrilling conclusion to the Billionaires and Bikers series!

One tiny mistake turns Bee Carter's worst fears into a terrifying reality. She knows she isn't alone. The sexy, honorable man she adores stands by her side, willing to sacrifice his freedom to ease her concerns.

But she yearns for more than he is offering. She wants a partner who will love her as fiercely as she loves him, who will say the words and mean them, and someone who will choose her because this is what he desires more than anything else, not merely out of a misguided sense of duty.

Will saying no to the man she loves earn Bee unbearable heartache or will she finally get the forever she craves?

Link to Follow Tour: http://www.tastybooktours.com/2015/05/sinful-rewards-12-billionaires-and.html

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23261546-sinful-rewards-12?from_search=true&search_exp_group=group_b&search_version=service

Goodreads Series Link: https://www.goodreads.com/series/136907-sinful-rewards

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Author Info

USA Today bestselling author Cynthia Sax writes contemporary, SciFi and paranormal erotic romances. Her stories have been featured in Star Magazine, Real Time With Bill Maher, and numerous best of erotic romance top ten lists.

She lives in a world filled with magic and romance. Although her heroes may not always say, “I love you,” they will do anything for the women they adore. They live passionately. They play hard. They love the same women forever.

Cynthia has loved the same wonderful man forever. Her supportive hubby offers himself up to the joys and pains of research, while they travel the world together, meeting fascinating people and finding inspiration in exotic places such as Istanbul, Bali, and Chicago.

Author Links: Website | Facebook | Twitter| Goodreads

Excerpt:

My former marine passes our untidy bed, dips one of his hands in the plastic fishbowl filled with condoms, and heads toward the window.

The curtain-less window.

“It’s daylight,” I squeak. All of my previous window sexual antics were performed at night. I couldn’t view my audience, couldn’t see the faces of the men watching me.

“Tell me you don’t want this.” Hawke challenges me.

“I don’t want this.” I meet his gaze, unable to back down, trusting him to read me as he always does, to know that I do want this.

He chuckles. “You’re such a terrible liar.” He skims his lips over mine. “You crave this. I feel how wet, how hot you are.”

I wiggle, unable to argue, my pussy moist and my nipples hard. “They’ll think I’m a bad girl.” My ass touches cool glass. Anyone looking up at our condo will see my bare bottom flattened against the window.

“They’ll think you’re a very good girl.” Hawke lowers my feet to the floor, sliding my body over his. “You’re obeying your very bad man.” He extends my arms, pressing my hands against the window, and widens my stance, forming an X with my body. “You’re so damn beautiful, sweetheart.”

He steps backward, his gaze sweeping me from my head to my toes, all of me exposed to him, my small breasts, flat stomach, brown private curls, pale legs. I glow, feeling beautiful, wanted, worthy.

“You remain overdressed, Marine.” My voice is husky with need.

“Yes, ma’am.” Hawke pulls his T-shirt over his head, drops it on the floor. I glance down at it, unable to suppress my frown.

“Passion is messy.” He laughs, the muscles in his chest moving with his joy. The wings tattooed over his collarbone flutter, the finely etched feathers tempting me to touch them, lick them.

I don’t dare move. My palms flatten against the glass. Hawke has posed me, silently requesting I remain still, and I will obey my dominant man. I tilt my chin upward. I’m powerful, worthy of his love, his forever. He’s shown me this.

“Your thighs are moist.” Hawke’s smile holds a primitive smugness. “Everyone watching you sees how eager you are for my big cock.”

I quiver. He knows the words I want to hear.

“I’ll give you what you want, soon.” He drifts his hands over my shoulders and along my sides, his calloused fingertips grazing the curve of my breasts. “But not yet.”

I bite on the inside of my cheek, suppressing my moans as he explores the dip at my navel, the sensitive skin over my ribs, learning every inch of me. My nipples ache for his touch yet he ignores them, lavishing his attention on less wanton regions, discovering erogenous zones I didn’t know I had.

Unable to reciprocate, to move, I’m focused on him, on his fingers, his hot breath wafting against my breasts, every caress amplified. Hawke’s slow seduction drives me mad, absolutely crazy. I can’t wait, can’t be as patient as he is. My body demands release.

“Hawke.” I arch my back, offering myself to him, wishing to speed, to guide his efforts. “I need—”

“I know what you need, love.” He leisurely circles my breasts, his sensuous orbits narrowing, narrowing, narrowing until I shake with desire, my bare skin vibrating against the window.

“I know you.”