Pre- Release day Blitz ~ Surviving Broken by Beverly Preston
RELEASE DATE: September 29th, 2014
Blurb
~ Sometimes you have to go through hell to find your heaven ~
Most women have a wish list when it comes to what kind of man they want to date. JC Mathews used a strict set of guidelines as a safety net to keep herself out of trouble and out of love.
On hiatus from the bright lights and speculative gazes of her career in the fashion industry, JC lets her guard down...only to the wrong man. After escaping Italy and the hands of her abuser, she returns to Malibu to recover. The last thing she expects to find is a large, gorgeous intruder swimming naked in her pool.
Reed Rider left Texas and his broken heart behind in order to settle his auntās affairs after her death. Seeking refuge from the California heat for a midnight swim in his neighborās backyard, he never expects to find the nude silhouette of a long-haired beauty standing at the waterās edge.
As their passion ignites and the pages of JC's rulebook fade to grey, she unlocks her guarded heart to begin a new chapter in her life. When hidden truths are exposed and secrets unravel, will they survive the threats from their broken pasts?
EXCERPT
Seconds after hearing the click of the front door shutting, his mouth was at her ear. His fingers slipped beneath the straps on her shoulder, lifting the dress above her head and tossing it on the end of the bed.
Spikes of sensual energy gathered between them. Reed nuzzled the rasp of his stubble into the sensitive spot on her neck and her skin came to life beneath his firm yet gentle touch. Tremors chased down her spine and desire ached between her thighs. Never in her life had JC been so completely in tune with the bodily forces filling her physically and emotionally.
A slight giggle dissolved into a soft gasp as one arm crossed beneath her breast, pulling her closer. Gooseflesh covered her body as his lips traversed the slope of her neck and shoulder, revisiting receptive areas heād pursued the night before.
āI donāt understand,ā she murmured. Reed pressed the shape of him, rearing and stiff, against the small of her back. Her head listed back against his chest, followed a soft ambiguous cry of need. āHow do you do that to me?ā
He turned her to face him, cupping the tender curve of her breast. āDarlinā, in few minutes, youāre not gonna give a damn.ā
Heat.
Heat spread everywhere, engulfing her senses in flames of desire. Draping her wrists over his shoulder, she raised on her tippy-toes, searching for his lips. Reed resisted her fervent urges, pulling back, not allowing her the passionate kiss she yearned for. He stared into her eyes, capturing her spirit with his ice blue eyes. Zings of pleasure chased though her and JC feared she might melt before they even started.
Unspoken words drifted between them.
Reedās unconditional acceptance disarmed her. He accepted her commitment phobias, occasional neurotic tendencies, her fears of love, her mishaps in life and bad judgments. He understood her implicitly and appreciated her exactly as she was.
Her heart pounded. Excitement and nervousness mingled through her emotions. Her eyes drifted shut as she leaned into his chest and his hands played over her slowly, tortuously igniting a new passion within. She quivered and stumbled, falling onto the chaise behind her.
He started toward her hungrily, but she shook her head.
āNo?ā he asked with a questioning grin.
āNo.ā She shook her head again. āThis isnāt exactly how I pictured this. You make me too damn nervous.ā She pointed toward the bathroom. āCan you please give me two minutes?ā
He bent, securing her to the hide with his thigh between her legs, possessing her mouth with long, intimate licks of his tongue. āIāll give you three,ā he assured, releasing her from his kiss and sauntering into the bathroom.
JC leapt to her feet, pacing in circles in nothing more than her white cheeky panties. āWhat the hell is wrong with me?ā Stopping midstride, she shook out her trembling limbs. āYou can do this! Pull yourself together.ā
She took a few deep breaths, trying to ward off the tension looming close the surface of her thoughts. Her limbs felt weighted and encumbering, restricting her body from its natural rhythmic flow of sensual language. Heās just a man. Iāve kissed dozens of men! Youāve already had sex with him. Donāt be chicken!
She bent over, tousling her hair through her fingers and flipped her head back, letting the long caramel layers cascade down her back in sexy loose pieces.
JC plopped onto the chaise, strumming her fingers on the hide. Yeah, but damn what a man!
Nestling back into the hide, she draped her hands above her head. Unable to find the right position, she fidgeted awkwardly. āThis is not comfortable,ā she grumbled. āOh, my God. What is wrong with me?ā
Irritated by her own anxiety and gracelessness, she flopped to the opposite end of the chaise. Her long legs and feet dangled over the arched back and her head hung over the foot of the lounge.
Sunbeams pushing through the glass door swept across her body. Her eyes drifted shut and she drew in a deep, full breath of air and then another. The scent of his skin lingered with the warmth of the sun, caressing her senses and calming her nerves.
She startled when Reed gently placed his hand on the outside of her thigh. His naked hip brushed against her skin when he sat beside her. Her eyes remained closed as the coolness from his hand slid along her waist to her breast, resting on top of her heart.
āI knowā¦ā she panted breathily. JC placed her hand over his. āJust feel you in here.ā
āThatās right, darlināā
āI donāt know why you make me so nervous.ā
āJust relax.ā
Feeling his avid stare burning through closed lids and the weight of his hand dip to her breast, she slipped her tongue across her lips sensually.
āYou make me nervous too,āāhis breath fracturedāāJC.ā
Her eyes opened when he called her by name.
āWeāll figure it out together.ā
Feelings of passion and adoration flourished, stringing tightly around her heart. She nodded.
āGoddess,ā he hummed, wiggling his brow. The back of his hand traced lazily over her jaw and earlobe. He leaned closer, nearly kissing her before halting. āYouāre beautiful. Inside and out.ā
First Three books in the Mathews Family Series
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No More Wasted Time (bk 1)
Shaylaās Story (bk 2)
The Perfect Someday (bk 3)
About the Author:
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#1 Bestselling Author, Beverly Preston has been a stay at home mom for 21 years, although she prefers the title Domestic Engineer. Along the way, Beverly worked side by side with her husband Don, the love of her life, designing, building and selling custom homes. As her children begin to venture out on their own, sheās left to shed a tearāfor a minuteāwonder whatās next in life, and embrace the feeling of empowerment that surely mustāve been wrapped in a present she received on her fortieth birthday.
If Beverly isnāt at home riding her spin bike, youāll find her spinning richly emotional and sinfully sexy romance stories.
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