I'm thrilled to announce a very first book by my friend and fellow author Alexis Alvarez! Hot on the outside, and hot on the inside! Return is available exclusively on Amazon and is a free read if you're a member of KU!
Blurb
Ava Grimaldi models the hero of her kinky erotic novel on her crush, sexy gym owner and artist Damián Perez, without asking his permission. When Damián finds out, he’s furious, and Ava is worried he will sue her. Damián demands a different payment entirely, though, and soon the two are involved in an intense BDSM relationship of their own.
With each sexual encounter growing more passionate and personal, Ava falls hard for Damián, but is hurt when he continually insists their relationship is only physical and temporary. He refuses to acknowledge their relationship in public, even though he spends time with his bitchy ex. Eventually Ava has enough of being second best and won’t settle for less than she deserves. Can they work through their misunderstandings and hurt to start again, this time with a basis of trust and love?
Excerpt
“So you think you could try a little spanking and bondage and… stuff?” Damián used her words, and she could feel his lips smiling into her skin.
Ava blushed and whispered back, “Yes. If you’re also—a little gentle about it; go easy, okay? Give me time to figure it out?” Her heart skipped in her chest, a crazy staccato. She pulled her head back to look at him, making sure.
The laughter gone from his eyes, Damián hissed his breath out. “Fuck, Ava. You really want to try this with me? You want to submit to me, let me dominate you? Even though you’ve never done it before?”
She nodded, and he closed the distance between them and took her head in his hands, harder this time; although it was not painful, it was a firm, possessive grip. Something changed in the air between them, something nearly palpable. Ava could feel him becoming more dominant in front of her eyes, taking control. When he looked at her again, his face was stern and serious, full of authority. She gulped at the look in his eyes. He was so masterful, so commanding, even without uttering a single word. She felt a spike of desire surge through her at the mere thought of what he might do. He looked into her eyes and ordered in a low voice, “Show me. Show me with your mouth, with your body, how you want it.”
Ava was more than happy to obey. She pressed her lips to his, moaning at the pure pleasure of feeling his warm, wet tongue. She tugged the waist of his shirt free of the jeans, and ran her hands up his chest, pressing and touching his strong muscles. When she reached his pecs she hesitated, then grazed her fingernails over both nipples. Damián groaned into her. She smiled into the kiss and then used her fingertips to squeeze. Damián pulled her closer and thrust almost viciously into her mouth. So he liked that, did he? She’d remember for next time.
Damián tugged her hands now, pulling her into his body, placing her hands on the sides of his waist, then wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply. Ava pushed into him, trying to make their bodies touch from legs to chest, desperate for his mouth. Her breathing became rougher, and Damián pulled away. She mewled in disappointment, and knew his body was aching too, from the look in his eye to his straining crotch.
Damián’s eyes held a challenge. “Ava.”
“Yes?” She put a hand to her lips.
“You’re going to prove your submission. We’ll call it an interview.” He smiled his predatory smile, and Ava’s pulse quickened. He turned her so she faced his desk, then held her from behind, stroking her breasts. “As soon as I let go, you will lean your upper body down on my desk, arms stretched out in front of you. And then spread your legs nice and wide for me, understand?” His voice was firm, his hands strong.
“You want me—what are you going to do?”
“Ava,” he whispered into her ear. “What do you think I’m going to do?”
Ava gulped and felt an intense pang of arousal and a sudden stab of apprehension, which only heightened when he ran his hands down her body. She stared at the roughed-up grain of the battered desk. Lean over it? Really? “I don’t know what you’re going to do,” she breathed.
“You can take a guess, though, querida, can’t you?” he continued in that smooth voice.
Ava swallowed. “I’m—not sure.”
“Maybe you’re imagining it right now, how it’s going to feel?”
“I—I don’t…” Ava’s voice trailed off on a small moan of pleasure as Damián continued to tease her with his touch.
Damián ran his hands over her breasts, grazing the hard nipples. “Maybe you’re wondering if I’m going to spank you, am I right, Ava?”
“Yes,” whispered Ava, “are you?” All she could think about were his strong hands, those muscular forearms. A flash of pleasure shot through her core to her clit as she imagined his palm connecting with her naked bottom.
She jumped at a loud rumble of thunder, and the rain was louder than before on the roof.
“Hmm...” murmured Damián. “I might be, Ava. I just might be planning to smack that pretty, round ass of yours. But maybe…” he paused, rubbing her breasts again, making her moan and writhe. “Maybe I won’t. Maybe I’ll just touch you. Like this. It’s my choice.” He stroked her belly softly where he’d unsnapped her jeans and ran his hand over her, touching until she squirmed.
Ava’s breath was ragged. “Damián!”
Damián deliberately squeezed her nipples, then released her. “Do as you were told, Ava.”
Ava was unable to move. Her body was full of nerves and anticipation.
“Ava.” His voice was silky steel. “I don’t want to say it twice.”
