I'm so excited about the launch of my new series: Teacher's Pets. The series examines the lives and loves of six women who work and teach at the fictional Harbrace Middle School. Some will find love singly...some with more than one man...but all of them will find their own HEA.
The First book in the series, Hardwired, just released a week ago. I have included the blurb, an excerpt, and buy links for you. Enjoy!
It was only supposed
to be kinky sex with no strings attached. Then Carly discovers her one
night stand from a computer conference is none other than the new principal at
the school where she works. Nat’s trying to get the new school year off to
a good start, but his concentration’s blown when he discovers the cute little
butt sticking out from beneath his desk belongs to the hottest woman he’s ever
taken to bed.
Neither one of them can forget the night they
spent together or the friend who showed them that three isn’t a crowd.
Just as Carly and Nat ready to make the leap from recreation to relationship,
her past may put them both in danger.
Get ready for some hot sex with a little m/m
action too.
Excerpt:
Chapter 1
U need sex.
Well, duh. Who didn’t?
Carly Greene stared at the text from Harmonie, hot history teacher
extraordinaire and one of her besties. They’d talked about that very thing—both
of them needing some hot, mindless sex—last week at Lucky’s when Carly and the
rest of her teacher buds had gathered for drinks. Lately, it seemed the only
sex Carly got was from Mr. Bunny, the battery-powered boyfriend in her
nightstand. She wasn’t the only one either. Out of their whole group Eve was
about the only one getting regular booty calls, and that was just because she
was married to the way-too-sexy Tanner.
U gotta guy for me? Carly texted back and didn’t have to wait
long for an answer.
Ur at a geek convention.
They r all horny.
Carly had come to the
bar after the rubber chicken conference dinner, hoping to relax a bit, but the
crush of people and the crowded dance floor had just made her feel more
isolated. She glanced along the length of the wooden bar and saw a guy standing
at the corner. Now there was some eye candy. And he was staring back. At her.
U need sex.
Harmonie was right about
that. Maybe what she really needed was a mind-blowing, no-holds-barred,
no-strings fling with something tall, hot, and horny. Bonus that he didn’t look
like the average computer geek.
Carly met Mr. Hottie’s
smoldering gaze, picked up her beer bottle and took a long, slow sip, then
caressed the length of the cold glass with her fingertips. She was being
deliberately provocative. For once, she wanted simply to cut loose with no
thought to the past or the future. Hopefully, he’d get the hint. His gaze
shifted to her lips, lower to her tits, and back up again.
He smiled.
Oh yeah. He was
definitely interested. Carly could already feel the moisture in her panties.
The man was incredibly hot. Tall and lean, his broad shoulders were encased in
a snug polo shirt. Those yummy shoulders tapered down to slender hips in
form-fitting jeans. His dark hair, hard to tell what color in this light, was
professionally cut. And when he smiled? Not only had he shown off straight,
white teeth, but a great dimple in one cheek that suddenly made him look as
human as he did perfect.
He picked up his beer
and headed her way. The sex gods must be smiling. The heat in
Carly’s pussy went from zero to sixty in nothing flat. This was exactly what
she needed, and if he turned out to have a voice like Mickey Mouse, there was
always Mr. Bunny…or a gag.
* * * *
Nat Williams had signed
up for the summer computer expo at the beach long before he’d transferred to
his new job. He’d been tempted to cancel, but his new superintendent had urged
him to go since he’d already paid for it. Not only was some of the newest
technology on display, but vendors were demonstrating the latest educational software.
Now, looking at the woman smiling at him from halfway down the bar, he was glad
he’d listened.
Two more days of
mind-numbing seminars and chicken dinners, and Nat feared he’d go insane.
However, he was determined to liven things up a bit, and the woman sucking so
seductively on that beer might be just the person to help him do it. He would
enjoy the chance to get a little freaky before he had to turn back
into the epitome of stern and conservative. He’d definitely revisited some of
his man-whore ways over the summer, but lately, none of those hook-ups had done
it for him. Maybe this time would be different.
Watching her full lips
on the beer bottle’s rim was already making his cock do a happy dance, and his
brain play a movie of her mouth wrapped around his dick. The woman had a body
made for sex, and that was exactly what he was looking to supply.
The spot next to her
opened. Nat picked up his beer and slid in beside her, extending his hand. “Hi.
I’m Nat.”
“Carly.” Her voice was
throaty, sexy, and his cock stiffened a bit more. He was a sucker for voices.
Always had been.
“You here for the
conference?” he asked, hoping he got a yes in return. Conferences and
conventions always seemed to have a free pass for sex tucked somewhere in the
sign-in materials and promotional giveaways.
“Yes. You?”
He nodded. “Most of what
I wanted to find out happened today, but I figured I’d stick around for a
little while. What about you?”
“Someone from my office
had to go,” Carly told him in that throaty, seductive voice of hers. “Since I
was the newest, I got elected.”
The band came back on
stage and began playing some classic dance tunes. Nat glanced at the musicians
and the teeny tiny dance floor. His imagination immediately had her rubbing up
against him in time with the music.
“Would you like to
dance?” he asked.
Nat wasn’t a huge fan of
dancing, but if it would get him close to Carly’s curvy body, he was more than
ready. His cock jumped a bit more when her smile widened.
“I’d love to.”
He held out his hand and
watched her slide off the stool. She wasn’t tall, about chin height, but boy
was everything in just the right places. Her short, dark hair framed her
pixie-like face in a halo of curls and made those blue eyes staring up at him
seem even bigger than they were. Bedroom eyes that begged to be taken straight
to the fun part. His cock throbbed.
How long had it been
since he’d fucked anyone? Too long, if you asked his dick, but Nat would cure
that particular problem in short order. At least, he hoped so.
The music switched to
something slow and sexy as they stepped onto the postage stamp excuse of a
dance floor. Nat grinned as he pulled the super sexy Carly up close. Molded
chest to thighs, he felt every soft curve of her, just as he was sure she felt
the part of him getting harder and bigger. When she didn’t back away from the
contact, Nat let his hands glide from her waist to her butt. He really needed a
chance to relax before he settled into his new job, and man, he hoped Carly was
willing to play.
His balls tightened.
Lord did she have a great ass. Round and tight, he could just imagine rubbing
his dick up between those sweet cheeks, maybe even dipping in between.
Her arms wrapped behind
his neck. “You feel amazing,” she whispered in that husky voice.
“So do you.” He squeezed
her ass just a little, and she rubbed against his aching cock. “I may be
shooting myself in the foot here,” he murmured, “but how about a walk on the
beach?”
“Just a walk?” her
question came out on a soft chuckle.
Nat rubbed one hand up
and down her narrow back. “A walk, or whatever you want.”
“All right.”
His friend Ben now
leaned against the bar as Nat followed Carly from the floor. Ben’s blond brows
arched and his mouth quirked in amusement. Nat grinned back then shifted his
gaze back to Carly, his eyes glued to the gentle sway of her hips in the swingy
sundress she had on. He adjusted his dick into a more comfortable position,
then while she gathered her phone and her purse, he paid for their beers and
took her elbow. His cock was more than ready for the ending Nat hoped this
night would have.
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So, at this point, I’m
sure there are some out there saying that
was all you did? Well, let me ask you something—would you smack your puppy
for messing on the floor before it knew better? I’m house training because—you
guessed it—someone hasn’t already
done that with these students. That’s part of the reason many of them end up in
alternative ed.
