A wealthy financier with alleged ties to
organized crime. He's arrogant, stubborn,
and obsessed with the quiet, gentle
woman who may not be as delicate as she
A sheltered pop star living a life created
by others. She's bold on stage, yet
guarded when the lights fade.
No longer controlled by her mother, manager, or former fiancé, pop star Shae
Armstrong steps out on her own and into the path of Nick DeMarco, a wealthy
investor with alleged ties to organized crime and real childhood scars to overcome. She
wants to take it slow. He needs her now, in his life and in his bed.
Nick’s enemies threaten her career, her friendships, even her sanity, but not her heart -
the one thing Nick holds precious. He proves his love is real, and she stops running.
Until everything around them falls apart, including him. He swore he would never
hurt her. Instead, he almost destroys them both.
Buoyed by her new-found confidence and strength his love instills in her, Shae makes a
dangerous choice, sacrificing her happiness for his, just like he always does for her.
Unable to let her break the connection between them, Nick accepts the trust she places
in him, the depth of her love giving him the courage to try again.
Now that she’s found her own voice and helped him see who he really is, can Shae
survive the challenges of living in Nick’s world?
About Nikki Belaire
Nikki writes contemporary romantic thrillers and admits to a weakness for alpha males
and bad boys, especially ones who can’t live without the strong women they love. She
spends more time in her characters’ lives than her own. But, when she’s in the real
world, her passions include reading, wine appreciating, running, and spending time
with her husband and daughter.
The first book of Nikki’s Surviving Absolution series is Wine & Whiskey , which
launches April 7, 2015 through Secret Cravings Publishing. Heat level: three flames
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Pinkness tints her cheeks as she tilts her head, tucking a strand of hair behind
her ear. Her sudden shyness intoxicates him, a heady combination of adorable and sexy, making her pleasure his only goal. He slips his hands under her negligee, lifting it off and tossing it aside. The pressure in his groin almost erupts at her pink nipples straining taut against his chest.
Keeping him from taking one in his mouth, she slides her delicate hands under
his chin, studying his face, scanning his features as if searching for something
beyond the surface. He freezes under her gaze. She delves deeper than any other woman, almost farther than he can endure, fearful she’ll pierce the mask hiding the real him. And, despise what she finds underneath. His voice chokes in his throat. “What?”
A soft smile graces her angelic face. “Has anyone ever told you how wonderful
No. Because no one’s ever thought it but her.
Her mouth finds his. Chaste kisses, smiling against his lips. “And romantic.”
Pressing softly, barely touching. “Thoughtful.” Driving him to the edge as he
resists every urge to devour her. “Sexy.”
Just when he can’t hold back any longer, she thrusts her tongue inside, making
him moan as his fingers slide across her cheeks and into her hair, absorbing all
of her sweet essence. Fighting to control his desire, he breaks away, dipping
his head and flicking his tongue against the hardened nub, keeping her in place
as her back arches. She drives her hands through his hair, wrapping her fingers
around the burgeoning curls on his neck he hates, her breathy whisper like
fireworks against his skin. “These are perfect to hold on to when you make love
Okay, maybe they aren’t so bad. She lifts up from straddling him as he grasps
the waistband of her panties. Her fingertips burn his skin in their urgency to
help him push them down. In her raised position, he teases her wet core,
stroking the soft folds before plunging a finger inside. She gasps, her legs
trembling, and begins to lower herself back down. Wrapping his arm around her
waist, he holds her up as she rests her head on his shoulder. His body flames
with need at her lips on his ear. “Your fingers are magic.”
“That’s not my only trick.”
As she whispers his name, her hands move to his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping
them as he lifts up to free himself from the fabric separating them. He reaches
into his pocket and pulls out a foil packet before kicking his pants all the way
off. Her eyes never waver from his as he guides her hips over his throbbing tip.
She slides down his length, her lips parting in a sharp gasp, her small fist
wrapping around his shirt. Pain grips his chest at her hesitation. “Are you
A slow smile curls her lips as she nods. “I’ve never been on top. You’re a lot
to take in at once.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
Coiling her arms around his neck, she slowly raises and lowers her body, letting
him stretch and fill her, building tension in him begging to be released. Silky
perfection moving under his fingertips. All he can see is her. Nothing else
exists. No barriers between them. Only her sweetness surrounding him, flowing
over him like the purest honey. “Do you know how much I love you?”
She nods, her eyes heavy with desire, locking with his. God, she’s so beautiful.
“How right this is?”
Her head dips again, her gaze boring into his, humbling him with the enormity of her love.
“How I'm never letting you go?”
Her pace quickens at his words. Their bodies’ slick with sweat, skin sliding
against skin as she accepts him completely. He grasps her hips, grinding into
her while helping her ride him faster and deeper. The rhythm of his hard thrusts
matches her racing heart against his chest, her muscles pulsing and tightening
around him. “Nick, I…”
He can’t hold back, and he’s taking her with him. “Tell me, sweetness.”