Title: House Of Payne: Steele
Series: House Of Payne #5
Author: Stacy Gail
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 1, 2016
Synopsis
TRIGGER WARNING: This book deals with the sensitive subjects of surviving rape, trauma suffered during combat, child abuse, and possible sterility. If you have issues with these elements, this book might not be for you.
Raped. Tortured. Beaten. Essie Santiago’s life fell apart
when she was sixteen, and it’s taken eight years to put it back together. There
are some pieces that can never be mended; it would take a miracle for her to
get pregnant, and physical closeness is something that makes her shudder. Only
her love of creating beauty in the form of fashion gets her through the worst
of the darkness.
When a mortar attack destroyed half his face and all of his
life as he knew it, something vital died inside of former Marine, Ezekiel
Steele. For years he’s felt nothing… until he sees Essie trying her best to be
invisible. But the feisty spark inside the lovely fashion designer is too
bright to be concealed, and like a moth to a flame, he’s helpless to resist her.
Chicago’s premiere tattoo studio, House Of Payne, is taking
the world of fashion by storm, holding a contest to find the best designer the
city has to offer. Competition is fierce, but all Essie can concentrate on are
Steele’s dirty-talking lessons in sex. But when the student surpasses the
master when it comes to love, Steele’s inner demons get the better of him. If
he can't face them down, he’ll lose Essie forever.
***This standalone, mildly erotic contemporary romance
contains a dirty-talking Alpha with a penchant for having sex in public places.
No cheating, no love triangles and no cliffhangers. Fairy tale HEA guaranteed.
Due to adult language and sexual content, this book is not intended for people
under the age of 18***
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Excerpt
“You sure you don’t need… uh, this?”
She thanked heaven and whatever deity that might be involved
in dirty talk when his fingers began to move, but they worked her so slowly she
couldn’t stand it.
“Do you like my huge, fucking cock, Essie?”
“Yeah. Oh, yeah.”
“How much do you like my huge, fucking cock?”
Feverishly she pumped her hips, trying to get him going, and
her hands loosened the front of his jeans despite his claim that it wasn’t
necessary. “I love your huge, fucking cock.”
“What do you love about my huge, fucking cock?”
“At the moment, I love that it can’t talk.”
About the Author
A competitive figure skater from the age of eight, Stacy Gail began writing stories in between events to pass the time. By the age of fourteen, she told her parents she was either going to be a figure skating coach who was also a published romance writer, or a romance writer who was also a skating pro. Now with a day job of playing on the ice with her students, and writing everything from steampunk to cyberpunk, contemporary to paranormal at night, both dreams have come true.
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