I love it when a reader emails me to say they devoured one of my books! It’s like air. Or an extra shot of caffeine that keeps me going.

In honour of that, I’d like to share an excerpt from Flame True.

It’s a slow-slow, really slow-burn romance between Mulberry (yep, the girl they rescued from book one) and Nick Laurent (the son of the tech billionaire).

He’s snobbish and has a rep. for being a playboy.

She’s sassy and has all kinds of secrets.

When Xander comes up with the plan for Nick and Mulberry to fake-date, neither of them is happy about it.

Also? One of my scenes from Club Bandit in the viewing room is in this book. You can buy it here.

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Fingering her, working his fingers back and forth in her wetness, he knew this woman had a hold on him.

And he didn’t mind it at all.

She tilted her hips, trying to get his fingers on her clit, but he ignored her encouragement. Instead, he pulled his fingers out of her pussy, bringing them to her mouth.

Her eyes blazed into his. She fitted her lips around his finger and sucked, hollowing her cheeks.

Holy fuck.

“That was hot,” Nick gritted out.

“I said now.”

It was almost a pout; if it had come from any other girl, Nick would have made them wait.

But the need he had for her was a volcano ready to erupt.

“I want you to come apart for me, Mulberry. I want you to orgasm so hard you see stars.”

She licked her lips and spread her legs wide.

Nick settled between her, spreading her thighs as wide as he could to fully access her pussy.

She gasped as his tongue hit her clit, the taste of her blooming through his senses sparking in him a hunger.

He had to have her right now.

His tongue lapped in a slow circle around her clit.

He sucked and swirled, urged on by her pleading from above him.

So damn good.

Why he deprived himself of this woman for a second, he didn’t know.

Those reasons seemed far off and meaningless.

He ate at her pussy, as if he was starving, drowning in her scent. Loving how her body trembled, the way her pussy juices coated his tongue.

He drowned in her for a long while until her thighs trembled.

“Nick, I can’t…wait!” Mulberry’s belly tightened.

“Then don’t. Come for me.”

He flicked his tongue mercilessly over and over her hard clit. Her pussy contracted under his tongue, and he gripped her legs, intent on coaxing more drops of pleasure from her.

Her sounds urged him on, diving into her sweet heat again, wanting that clit to become hard and see her lose control.

“Nick…I can’t! Okay, stop.”

She pushed him away. “Too much. So good, but too much.”

With one more swipe of his tongue, he rested his palms on the top of her knees, smiling as she lay on her side, her head turned away from him.

“Mulberry, look at me,” he commanded.

Her grey-blue eyes flew open, and his thumb pressed hard on her clit. “You are gorgeous, ma belle. I love seeing your body melt into pleasure. If it’s too much, we’ll stop. But I want to see how you come. Show me.”

She swallowed, the desire heavy in her eyes. She gave a slight nod, and without breaking eye contact, her hips rose off the bed as his thumb worked mercilessly on her clit.

He nudged her legs open even further. “Your pussy is so pretty, swollen and pink like that. It matches your lips.”

She bit down hard on her bottom lip, her head thrown back.

He’d never seen anything more gorgeous in his entire life.

“Nick!” She grabbed at him, trembling under his touch as the orgasm crashed through her.

“Yes, Mulberry. That’s a good girl.”

She cried out, a soft, breathy sound, as pleasure rolled through her, her limbs sprawled out, her hands pulling him down beside her.

She nuzzled against his arm.

He stroked her silky hair, loving how she felt against him, all warm and pliable.

“I liked that.”

“Yes, you did.” Nick threw a blanket over her, noticing how she shivered.

“Don’t say we shouldn’t have done that.”

“Okay,” he kissed her forehead.

But he should.

He should find his way to a cold shower and never touch her again.

Raleigh Damson, Flame True