Book: Revue
Author:
KM Golland
Release
Date: May 29th, 2015
Image: Shannon
Robinson Photography
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SYNOPSIS
He
was on a collision course.
… I
had paved my way
He
answered to no one.
… I
respected authority
He
wanted me.
… I
despised him
He
didn’t take no for an answer.
...
NO!
When
freelance photographer, Corinne Lee, is required to visually document
the nationwide tour of Wild Nights Male Revue, she finds herself in a
world of near-naked, testosterone-fuelled men on stage—not her
photographic muse of choice. She also finds herself in the arms of
Josh, the revue’s star performer.
Josh
Adams thrives on the limelight, the stage and, most of all, the
attention of women who endlessly throw themselves at him. He dances
sex, speaks sex, breathes sex … is sex! Josh lives for sex, but
never with the same woman.
When
both opinionated and headstrong characters are closely thrust
together in a lust-ridden and sexually-charged environment, which of
the two will break first?
Will
Josh realise that Corinne could be the exception to his ‘no
strings’ rule? Or will Corinne let go of the fantasy of finding Mr
One and Only?
EXCERPT
I
glanced down, spying his sweat shorts and also noticing that he
wasn’t wearing a t-shirt. Fuck the stars, he has a fine
body. My cheeks flushed. Yes, I felt them heat and no doubt
turn pink with embarrassment.
“You
want to wrap your lips around my cock, don’t you?” he asked with
a low tone, snapping my eyes to meet his. “Go ahead, I’d like to
know what the back of your throat feels like.”
Staring
at him for what seemed like an eternity, I went from completely blown
away by how bold and disgustingly crude he was, to being offended and
ready to kick him in the balls again, to knowing exactly what he was
doing. His conceited expression—the high arched eyebrow and
devilish smirk—was an obvious giveaway that he was trying to
unsettle me … press my buttons. “You’re disgusting, and you
have absolutely no tact. And I know what you’re doing, Josh. It’s
not going to work. I’m not taking you salty, slimy bait.”
He
laughed. “My salty, slimy bait, huh?”
“Yeah!”
I gave him a sarcastic grin. “So don’t even bother.”
Josh
pointed to his chest. “So what you’re saying is that you don’t
want to fuck me and run your hands over this?”
I
glimpsed at the perfection that was his chiselled pectoral muscles
and the ink that decorated his left shoulder and bicep. “Nn… no,
I don’t,” I answered, my stutter sounding unconvincing, even to
myself.
“I
think you do.”
“Look,
I’ll admit that you’re very nice to look at. Of course you are.
You have to be. You’re a male revue performer. But that doesn’t
mean I want to jump into bed with you.”
“Who
said anything about a bed, Sweetheart. I can fuck you free-standing.”
The
thought of that set off my clitoral alarm clock and awoke my pussy.
“You
can also fuck yourself free-standing,” I retorted, shifting in my
seat and ignoring the buzzing between my legs. “Unlike you, I
prefer one sexual partner, to give myself to someone who appreciates
me and only me. You? You give yourself more than Santa gives
presents.”
Josh
bit the end of his ice cream cone. “Santa isn’t real.”
“You’re
really annoying,” I blurted out, frustrated over everything about
him, especially the biting of the end of his ice cream cone. That
shit pisses me off.
“You’re
a virgin, aren’t you? That’s why you don’t want to fuck me like
all the others do.”
“That’s
it!” I said, standing up and brushing the sand off my shorts. “I’m
out of here.”
“It’s
nothing to be ashamed of, Sweetheart. At one point you have to
eventually say goodbye to your virtue. Might as well be now … with
me.”
Standing
above him, I ran my hands through my hair with frustration. “I’m
not a virgin, Josh. I’ve fucked before … many times. And stop
calling me sweetheart.” Bending over, I picked up my camera and
camera bag. “And why am I even explaining myself to you?”
“You’re
hot when you’re bitchy.”
“Fuck
you,” I spat out, angry with myself for taking his salty, slimy
bait.
“See?
I knew you wanted to.”
Growling,
I turned and walked away.
“Next
time you growl, Sweetheart, you’ll be doing it with my cock between
your legs,” he called out.
Raising
my hand, I flipped him the bird without even looking back.
An
amused chuckle, followed by “See you on Wednesday” was his only
response.
TEASERS
ABOUT
KM GOLLAND
“I'm
an author. I am married. I am a mother of two adorable little people.
I'm a bookworm, craftworm, movieworm, and sportsworm. I'm also a self
confessed shop-aholic, tea-aholic, car-aholic, and choc-aholic.”
Born and raised in Melbourne, Australia, K.M. Golland studied law and
worked as a conveyancer before putting her career on hold to raise
her children. She then traded her legal work for her love of writing
and found her dream career.
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