I don’t put a lot of books on sale. But I got to thinking about it being summertime and how many of us are just ripping through books while we listen to our kids fight, er, I mean while we sit on the beach with a mojito in our hand. 😉 Besides, you have been SO supportive of me this year.

LET’S DO A SALE. 😀

Swink is $1.49 for a very limited time. But–there’s more! If you buy or have the audiobook, you can get the Audible narration for just $7.49! Audible narration is usually $19.95. Yeah. You can add it for under HALF just because you own the ebook!

Amazing, right?

It makes me feel good. I hope Dominic makes you feel good too. (Trust me, he will.)

 

Snippet of Swink
The porcelain perfection of her skin is even more innocent against the colorful ink dotting my own. It’s demure meets damaged, pampered meets punctured. So, yeah, it’s obvious I’m that guy. Dominic Hughes. Her attempt at rebellion. Her bid to see what the other side of the tracks feels like. I’m okay with being used, because from where I’m sitting, the other side of the tracks has never looked so good.
I don’t know when it happened, but it did. She became not just a girl I was fucking but someone I looked forward to seeing at the end of the day. I made sure there was sorbet, something I didn’t even know existed before her, in my freezer. It was her voice I wanted to hear before I laid down. Cam makes me feel things I haven’t felt before. Give a fuck about things I didn’t know I could care about. Like the fact that she made it home at the end of the night or had enough cold medicine when she wasn’t feeling good.
“You wanna fuck with me?” I whisper in her ear. Her body melts into mine as a spray of goosebumps spatters her skin. “I’m not sure how much more cock you can take today, pretty girl.” Letting her feet drop to the floor, I keep one arm wrapped tightly around her waist as I lean my body, nearly a foot taller, down with hers. My lips hover over the shell of her ear. The warmth of my breath against her skin causes her breathing to become even more rapid. My free hand runs roughly down her body, starting just beneath her perky, full breasts and down the arch of her stomach to the tip of her pussy. Her cheek is soft against my chest as she releases a loose, heavy breath. “What do you want, Cam?”
“You.”

 

Crave’s cover reveal is this Friday! I have a super giveaway coming for it too! Make sure you check my website (or any social media) to see the cover (gah!) and get in on the giveaway.

Sound good?