Cover Reveal & Excerpt
The Other Side Of Someday
(Carolina Days #1)
by
Carey Heywood
(Carolina Days #1)
by
Carey Heywood
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2014 |
~ Synopsis ~
Falling in love? Courtney Grayson
has been there, done that.
Men, who needs them? Love wasn’t
everything she thought it would be. This time around she’s doing things
differently. She hasn’t sworn off men for good, just isn’t interested in
settling. Trusting someone with her heart again? Someday, but not today.
Falling in love? Sorry, Clay
Bradshaw is not the guy for you.
He’s never been in love and he
doesn’t see it happening. Hooking up can be fun, but more often than not, women
are a distraction he doesn’t need. He’s a busy man, and doesn’t have time to
date, let alone fall in love. Will someone ever change that? There’s always a
chance, someday.
Life doesn’t always go as planned,
and love may find them both on the other side of someday.
~ Excerpt
~
"Courtney, I want
you anyway I can get you.”
A spark of desire
blooms inside my gut.“I want you too.”
He takes a deep
breath. “Tell me what you want Courtney.”
I shift, pressing my
legs together. “That day, in your condo.”
“Yeah.”
“I didn’t want you to
stop.”
I don’t even recognize
my own voice.
“I didn’t want to
stop.”
I flick off the light.
“What would you have done, if you didn’t stop?”
“Where are you?”
“In my room.”
“Are you in bed?”
I wet my lips. “Yes.”
“What are you
wearing?”
“A robe.”
He groans. “Are you
wearing anything under that robe?”
I gulp. “No.” I hear
the rush of air leaving his lungs.
“Will you touch
yourself if I tell you?”
I hurry across my room
and lock my door. “Do you want me to?”
“God yes.” I giggle,
suddenly shy.
“You think I’m funny?”
I cover my face even
though he can’t see me.“I’ve never done this before.”
“Does the thought of
me touching you turn you on?”
I let out a ragged
breath. “Yes.”
“Just imagine your
hands are mine. Can you do that?”
“I can.”
“Remember how you were
against that window?”
“I do.”
“I wanted you so bad.”
“Tell me.”
“Imagine my hands
under your sweater. That innocent looking sweater. Put your hands on your
breasts. God they felt so good. Rub your nipples.”
I do as he says.
Imagining myself up against that window. His body is pressed up behind me, his
hands caressing my breasts and teasing my nipples. I moan.
“You like that don’t
you? I slide one hand down your body and stroke your clit.”
I whimper.
“Spread your legs
Courtney.” I do as he says, my middle finger teasing my clit. “Are you wet?”
“So wet.”
I gasp. “Fuck. I slide
my hand down further and dip it
right into that
wetness. Do you like that?”
“Oh, yes.”
“I push it deep before
I pull it out and rub your wetness all over your clit.”
“Oh my god.”
“I’m so fucking hard.”
“Are you touching
yourself?” I ask.
“I am. You like that?”
“uh hun.”
“What do you want me
to do with my cock Courtney?”
“I want you to put it
in me.”
“Fuck. Alright, I
hitch up that sexy ass skirt you’re wearing and slide your panties down. Your
ass is so fucking hot. I pull off your sweater too.”
“Do I move my hands
off the window?”
“What?”
“To get my sweater
off?” I pant.”
“No keep your hands on
the window.”
“How do I get it off.”
“I rip it off. It’s
just gone.”
“Okay.”
“I pull your hips back
tome and press you hard against the window so your breasts and pressing on the
glass. My slide my cock between your legs.”
“When did you take off
your clothes?”
“They melted off.
Fuck. I don’t know.”I bite back a laugh.
“Am I losing you
here?” He asks.
“No, no keep going.
Your cock is between my legs.”
“Fuck. Say that
again.”
His tone makes me
shiver. “Your.” I draw out each word. “Cock is between my legs.”
“God that is sexy.
Alright.
So I rub it back and
forth across your pussy. I’m still rubbing your clit with one hand.”
“I want you in me.”
“I slide my cock into
your tight, wet pussy.”
My finger circles my
clit furiously as I imagine him filling me.
“You like my cock
Courtney?”
“I do.” “Pinch your
nipples.”
I do and feel my
orgasm build. “I’m so close.”
“I grab your hips and
bury my cock inside you.”
I feel it crest. “Oh
God. Oh God. Oh God.”
“Let me hear you come
baby.”
“Yes. Oh God. Yes.”
“Fuck.” I pant, trying to catch my breath.
“That was so fucking
hot.” “Did you?”
“All over my fucking
hand.”
~ About The Author ~
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author with six books out and many more to come. She was born and raised in Alexandria, Virginia. Ever the mild-mannered citizen, Carey spends her days working in the world of finance, and at night, she retreats into the lives of her fictional characters. Supporting her all the way are her husband, three sometimes-adorable children, and their nine-pound attack Yorkie.
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author with six books out and many more to come. She was born and raised in Alexandria, Virginia. Ever the mild-mannered citizen, Carey spends her days working in the world of finance, and at night, she retreats into the lives of her fictional characters. Supporting her all the way are her husband, three sometimes-adorable children, and their nine-pound attack Yorkie.
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