WIN
AND CREATE YOUR FORBIDDEN GETAWAY!
Lauren
Blakely does it again and brings readers more smoldering, sexy nights
in her Seductive Nights Series with her newest novel, FORBIDDEN
NIGHTS.
In
Lauren Blakely’s newest Seductive Nights novel, Nate Harper knows
exactly how to please a woman. And Casey Sullivan is convinced Nate
is the one to give her some hands-on guidance. Lauren wants to
deliver with some pleasure for her readers too -- so she’s offering
an extra special Forbidden Getaway GIVEAWAY with this novel!
Back
by popular demand, Lauren Blakely has put together an extra special
Forbidden Giveaway for her readers-The chance to win your very own
Forbidden Night, Seductive Nights Style! This is your chance to
create your own Forbidden Getaway! You'll have the opportunity to win
a night at your favorite hotel and dinner at your favorite
restaurant, and all you have to do to enter is take the Be Seduced
Trivia Quiz about the Seductive Nights Series in the back of the
novel! This is your chance to discover a Forbidden Night of your
own!* Readers can access the quiz in the eBook version of FORBIDDEN
NIGHTS, and will have until February 21st to enter the quiz. To be
clear, the back of the FORBIDDEN NIGHTS eBook is the ONLY location
with the link to the quiz.**
FORBIDDEN
NIGHTS is the next novel in the Seductive Nights Series and can be
read as a standalone.
*Forbidden
Getaway giveaway is for a value of up to $500 only.
**Paperback
only readers can contact Lauren Blakely directly about how to enter
the contest.
An
excerpt from FORBIDDEN NIGHTS by Lauren Blakely
He
stood in the hallway wearing charcoal slacks, a crisp white shirt,
and the navy tie. Her fingers itched to unknot that tie. He was
rolling up the cuffs on one of the sleeves. A businessman at the end
of the workday—that’s what she would’ve named this photograph
of him that she took in her mind’s eye.
“Did
you open the box?”
She
shook her head. He entered her apartment and she let the door fall
shut behind them with a click.
He
strolled casually to her kitchen, leaned against the counter, and
tapped the wood.
She
understood. The game was on. They were playing their parts. Joining
him in the kitchen, she grabbed the bottle of whiskey and poured him
a glass, doing her best to keep her hands steady. She watched his
every move as he knocked back the amber liquid. She imagined the burn
in his throat. He set the glass down. It was nearly empty.
She
stood near him, keenly aware that it was his move next.
This
was a chess game, and she barely knew how to play. She swallowed
dryly. Waiting. Uncertain.
She
wanted a burn in her throat too. That would be better than all these
nerves. She grabbed his glass and finished it.
“Do
you want to open the box now?”
She
nodded, grateful to have been given his direction. “Yes. I do.”
He
tipped his forehead to the L-shaped couch in the living room.
She
nodded briefly, and walked over to the couch. She sank down into the
soft material, stretching her legs out in front of her on the lounge
section, crossing them at the ankles. He joined her in the living
room, choosing to sit on an ottoman, his knees spread, his hands
resting on his thighs. “Open it now, Casey.”
Leaning
forward, she reached for the black box and untied the bow, letting it
fall to the floor. Gingerly, with nervous fingers, she lifted the
top, shimmying it off. In seconds, she’d know what he’d planned,
and a ribbon of excitement unfurled inside her from the
possibilities. She wanted to say something, but words escaped her at
that moment. She wasn’t sure how to vocalize all these unsteady
feelings thrumming through her body.
Or
if he would even respond.
Nate
had always been easy to talk to. He’d always been chatty. But the
man was wearing steely silence like a new coat. All his moves were
measured, chosen carefully, designed to keep her guessing as to what
he had in store for the evening.
She
put the top of the box on the table, and the guessing game ended when
she dipped her hands inside the box and withdrew a long, silky scrap
of fabric—a blindfold. Next, she reached for a soft object,
retrieving a feather tickler from his collection of goodies. Finally,
there was a small riding crop, as if it had been made in miniature.
Perhaps, so it didn’t seem so scary. She glanced up at him. His
eyes seemed dark brown tonight. Gone was that warm golden color,
replaced with a heat, a sensuality and blazing desire for her.
She
trembled. “What do you want to use first?”
He
didn’t answer her question. Instead, he issued an instruction. “Lie
back. Close your eyes.”
She
did as told, scooting into the couch. She hadn’t even turned on
music, so she was keenly aware of every sound. Of the low hum from
the refrigerator, of the far-off din of traffic, of the stirrings of
a breeze. But there were no words from him. The silence vibrated
between them as she waited, the world dark behind her eyelids.
His
fingers found their way to the top of her stockings. Gently, he
rolled them down, one by one, removing them, along with her shoes.
“Don’t get me wrong. These are unbearably sexy, but I need your
bare skin.”
Her
world went pitch black. He had pressed the silk blindfold over her
eyes. “This is about you. About all the things you can feel if you
let go. With this on, all you can do is feel,”
he said, low and husky, near her ear. Oh God, she was
feeling
everything. She was feeling the tight coil of desire deep inside her,
and the fervent hope that he’d take her to the far edge of
pleasure. That’s what she was feeling.
She
drew a quick breath at the soft fluttery touch from a feather running
along the inside of her calves. The feather brushed across her knee.
Goosebumps rose on her flesh. Her skin felt electric as the feather
travelled across her body, visiting her belly, teasing her breasts,
trailing along her sides. When the sensations stopped briefly she
wanted to ask what happened, until she felt the feather once more.
He
was tracing the shell of her ear, and she gasped.
Warmth
spread inside her body. She had no idea that being touched on her ear
would be such a turn on. She had no notion either that she’d arch
her back, seeking closeness, willing him to touch more, when he ran
the feather down her arm, inside her elbow and across her wrist.
“Your whole body is a playground,” he instructed. “For now,
until you learn to thoroughly give up control, it will be my
playground. Isn’t that right, Casey?”
She
nodded and moaned her agreement in a voice she didn’t even
recognize as her own.
“Then
hike up your skirt for me,” he told her.
Instantly,
she responded to his request. She reached for the hem, pulling it up.
Her skirt was now bunched at her waist. He stopped, and hissed in his
breath. His audible reaction to her body drove her arousal. They were
a feedback loop of desire. She’d move; he’d admire. He’d say a
dirty word; she’d heat up. They fed each other with this fevered
kind of lust. She pictured him drinking her in, memorizing the way
she looked half-undressed on her couch.
Then,
she was alone again as she heard him rustling through the box. She
knew what was in the box: three things. She was wearing one of them.
The other one he had already used. That left only the one she feared.
She tensed, waiting for soft to change to hard. For tenderness to
turn to a sting.
She
emitted a small cry at the first smack. He had flicked the crop once
against the flesh of her outer thigh. He shifted to the other,
flicking her there. She let out a tiny yelp. Reflexively, she closed
her legs. She wasn’t sure if she liked the crop. She parted her
lips to speak, but then his fingertip pressed softly against her
mouth. “Shhh,” he said. “I can tell you don’t like it.”
In
a second, he was trailing the crop down her chest, underneath her
bra, and along her rib cage.
Then
it was gone.
He
must have lifted it in the air again, and she waited nervously for
him to swat her. But instead, she felt something hard against the wet
panel of her panties. He was using the riding crop against her clit,
like a toy, turning something she hadn’t liked into something she
enjoyed immensely now. He rubbed one end across her throbbing bundle
of nerves, stroking her, sending the temperature inside of her
through the roof. She sought more friction, more contact, lifting her
hips closer. When he stopped, she heard a whooshing sound in the air,
then a smack against the hardwood floors. He’d tossed it away.
Next
was the weight of his body on hers, his soft voice in her ear, him
whispering, “I never ever want to do something to you that you
don’t like. Do you understand that?”
“Yes.”
“You
should only feel pleasure with me. You should never feel anything
less than desire,” he said, and he was Nate now, the man she
trusted inside and out.
The
next thing she knew the blindfold was falling loose, dropping to her
nose, giving her sight again. There he was, raised on his arms above
her, and smelling like sex.
Tonight.
God,
she hoped he’d take her tonight. Reaching behind her head, he
untied the blindfold all the way, then brought it to her wrists,
wrapping it around them in a circle, and binding them together in a
tight knot.
“I’m
going to undress you now.”
He
laced his hands around her back, unhooked her bra, and freed her
breasts. Then he unsnapped her skirt, tugged it down her hips, to her
knees, and over her ankles, laying it neatly on the couch.
His
eyes roamed her body, drinking her in from head to toe.
“The
panties must go,” he said, a clear command, now back into
character.
She
held up her bound wrists as if to say you’re
going to need to be the one to take them off.
In
one swift move, his hands were on her hips, practically tearing them
off, like a hungry, greedy man eager for the prize.
He
stood and stepped away from her. He crossed his arms over his chest.
“I want to watch you spread your legs for me. Do it nice and slow.
Like a tease. Make me so fucking hard, harder than I already am, from
the way you open your legs.”
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Today Bestselling author Lauren Blakely...
She
has been the star of his dirty dreams for years.
Sexy
hotel CEO Nate Harper has lusted after his good friend Casey Sullivan
for a long time, and she's cried out his name in pleasure countless
times in his fabulously filthy fantasies. But even though he's quite
skilled at pleasing a woman, he won't act on his intense desire
because he knows he's no good for her. After the kind of hurt his ex
inflicted on him, he's a committed playboy for life, and Casey only
wants true love.
All
that changes one hot night when she comes to him with a proposition
he can't resist -- she wants him to teach her to be submissive in the
bedroom. Casey soon learns how very much she likes letting go of
control to him. She's never been more turned on in her life than she
is in Nate's arms. And he's never been more taken by a woman.
The
only trouble is as she experiences what it means to let go, he starts
to experience what it means to feel again...And the lessons in
seduction threaten to turn into so much more than either one
bargained for...
What
happens when years of desire and lust ignite a passion that can't be
denied?
*FORBIDDEN
NIGHTS is a standalone full-length novel in the bestselling SEDUCTIVE
NIGHTS series following the love affair of Nate and Casey. There is
no cliffhanger in this book! You can read FORBIDDEN NIGHTS on its
own, but you would likely enjoy the other books too.*
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"I
don't want lessons in seduction. I want lessons in submission."
The
offer is too tempting to let slide through his fingers. Having been
the star of his fantasies for years now, the chance to guide Casey
Sullivan step-by-step, night-by-night, O-by-ecstatic-O in how to let
go of control is a dream come true for Nate Harper. The hands-on
training begins tonight, in the first night of seduction.
The
only problem is, how will these two best friends face each other in
the morning after that kind of mind-blowing night?
*A
NIGHT OF SEDUCTION is a free prequel novella that offers a glimpse of
the first hot night in the soon-to-be-released full-length novel
FORBIDDEN NIGHTS. This short novella will only be available until
February 16. After that it will be included in the novel! THIS IS A
VERY SEXY STORY WITH HOT HOT HOT SCENES!*
Lauren
Blakely writes sexy contemporary romance novels with heat, heart, and
humor, and her books have appeared multiple times on the New York
Times, USA Today, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and iBooks bestseller
lists. Like the heroine in her novel, FAR TOO TEMPTING, she thinks
life should be filled with family, laughter, and the kind of love
that love songs promise. Lauren lives in California with her husband,
children, and dogs. She loves hearing from readers! Her bestselling
series include Caught Up in Love, Seductive Nights, and Fighting
Fire. She recently released Nights With Him, a standalone novel in
her New York Times Bestselling Seductive Nights series that became an
instant New York Times Bestseller. Her next book in that series is
Forbidden Nights, releasing in early 2015. She also writes for young
adults under the name Daisy Whitney. To receive an email when Lauren
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