Title: An Indecent Affair Part III
Author: Stephanie Julian
Release date: August 11th,
2014
About An Indecent Affair Part III:
Letting her insecurities get the better of
her, Katrina pushed Adam away after another amazing night in bed between him
and Tristan. In the light of day, she realizes she needs to apologize. She only
hopes Adam will listen.
After walking out on Katrina, Adam believes
the only way Tristan can have a shot at a relationship with her is for Adam to
step aside. He’s not the kind of man she needs in her life and Tristan has
wanted her for too long to give up now.
Or course, passion has a way of derailing
the best of intentions…
Excerpt
Adam’s masterful kiss made her feel as if she was drowning in
lust. His lips moved over hers with a purpose that had her pressing closer,
rubbing against him.
Tilting her pelvis into his, she tried to
get closer, her body moving instinctively. The hard ridge of his erection
nudging against her clit made her moan. Made her want more. Harder.
Faster.
How did he do it? How did he turn her into
this crazy, impossibly horny person she didn’t recognize?
Simply by kissing her?
But it wasn’t just the way he kissed. It
was the way he used his hands. The way he held her tight but didn’t make her
feel threatened or dominated. The way he kissed her with complete concentration
yet still managed to stroke her body into utter surrender.
She wanted him to stroke every inch of her
skin with his hands. Wanted to get her hands on him. Just thinking about it
made her moan into his mouth.
Adam groaned and pulled away from her mouth
but not from her body. “Jesus, Kat.” He put his mouth against her neck and
sucked on her neck hard enough to make it sting. “This isn’t smart.”
No, it really wasn’t. She tried to pull
away, wanted to see his expression, but he wouldn’t let her move far enough
away. He kept her tight against him, his erection pressing against her stomach,
making her want to slip her hands into his jeans and stroke him.
This wasn’t why she’d come here.
Wasn’t it?
She tried but couldn’t catch her breath.
His scent surrounded her, making her thighs clench and her sex moisten. She
didn’t want to stop.
She didn’t want to be smart. She wanted to
be naked and have Adam pound into her, make her scream his name.
Turning her head, she bit his neck. Not
hard, just enough to make him shudder against her.
“Fuck.”
In the next second, he laced one hand
through her hair and tugged. Her head tilted back and he sealed their lips
together again.
This time, he demanded so much more. And
she was more than willing to give it to him.
She returned his fast-building intensity
with her own, her hands working under his shirt until she felt warm skin.
Flattening her hands on his back, she pressed him closer, moaning when he
settled his hand on her ass and ground his cock against her.
God yes.
The desire to wrap her legs around his
waist and rock against him made her frantic. Her fingers dug into his back and
she rose onto her toes, trying to make up the height difference. Her breasts
felt tender and swollen, aching for his hands to cover them. Or his mouth. His
teeth.
Gasping into his mouth as he lifted her off
the floor, she wrapped one arm around his shoulders to stabilize herself but
had no fear he’d drop her.
The
arm around her waist felt strong as steel, and the hand on her back made it
clear she wasn’t going anywhere.
But he was moving and she was pretty sure
she knew where he was taking her.
Still kissing her, he carried her to the
stairs, navigating as sure-footed as a cat. Every movement rubbed her pelvis
against his and finally, she had to break the kiss to catch her breath. Every
nerve in her body was energized, every cell straining for something she was
fast becoming addicted to.
That should scare the shit out of her. And
somewhere inside her brain, it did. But that part of her brain had been
hijacked by the unfamiliar sensation of wanting so badly and having what she
wanted within her reach.
When they reached the top of the stairs,
Adam stopped, and sudden fear swept through her. She didn’t want him to put her
down and tell her to think about what she was doing. That he was going to ask
her if she was sure and she was going to say no, she wasn’t, because that’s
what he expected to hear.
“One question. Do you want me to
stop?”
That had an easy answer. “No.”
Leaning close, he spoke directly into her
ear. “Good. Because we’re about to cross a few lines, and I can’t even force
myself to care. All I want is you naked and under me.”
Have a look at Part I & Part II of An Indecent Affair
Part I
One night. One woman. Two men. Twice the
desire.
Katrina refuses to give in to her mother’s demand to marry a
man she can’t stand. After years of trusting no one with her heart or her body,
she wants to be swept off her feet, to experience complete surrender, if only
for one night.
Tristan has lusted after Katrina for years and tonight he’s
making his move. He’ll steal her away from his brother, who doesn’t deserve
her. Then he and his best friend, Adam, will give her exactly what she
wants…
Part II
Katrina is finally taking control of her
life. She's quit her job in Boston and is opening her own law practice in Philadelphia,
home to Tristan and Adam. She spent one sensually mind-blowing night in their
arms. And then she snuck out before morning.
Tristan is looking forward to breaking down
Kat's walls and starting a relationship. Adam isn't sure Kat is the woman he
and Tristan need in their lives. And he'll do whatever it takes to make sure
they don't make a huge mistake...
About Stephanie
Julian:
I'm a reformed reporter who enjoys making up stories much more
than writing about real life.
In sixth grade, I found my mother's stash
of romance novels hidden under her bed and realized they were much more
interesting than the books in the school library. I devoured Rosemary Rogers, Bertrice
Small and, most especially, Kathleen Woodiwiss.
In college, I majored in English and
continued to expand my favorites list. Shakespeare, the Canterbury Tales, the
Bronte sisters, Mary Shelley. Then I graduated and discovered there wasn't much
I could do with an English degree.
That's when I found out they would pay me
to write for a living at a newspaper. Want to learn how to write tight and
clean? Work for a daily local and condense a three-hour meeting with an angry
mob of residents upset about a sewer system overhaul into 15 inches in 20
minutes.
After my sons were born, I freelanced,
working at home in my drafty attic office, and developed a two-book-a-day
Harlequin habit that turned into a writing habit. My first attempts at romance
were firmly rooted in the Harlequin tradition and I sold my first two romances
to Avalon Books under the name Stephanie Scott.
But writing sweet romances was not what I'd
had in mind. I wanted to write books where people actually got to have sex. I
contracted my first erotic romance to Ellora's Cave and never looked
back.
I write sexy series that combine heat with
heart. Four are linked by Etruscan Magic: Magical Seduction, Lucani Lovers,
Forgotten Goddesses and Darkly Enchanted. I also write the silly-funny,
super-sexy Lovers on the Fringe series and the straight contemporary DeMarco
Investigations series. I'm also writing the serial menage, INDECENT.
BY PRIVATE INVITATION, NO RESERVATIONS and
OVER EXPOSED comprise the contemporary erotic romance series, Salon
Games.
I'm happily married to a Springsteen
fanatic and I'm the mother of two sons who introduced me to the joys of Slipknot,
Warped Tour and never-ending headaches.
