Living in Sin by Author Isabel Lucero is our spotlight today and we could not be happier! Wowza! We have been raving about this recent new release for weeks. The men of the Escort Series are sexy, amazing in the bedroom and every woman's fantasy. Jace is intrigued by Adrienne from the second he saw her. Adrienne wanted nothing to do with dating, especially a "player" like Jace. However, circles collide and the romance, steam and tension build to make this series one helluva ride. Jace and Adrienne's chemistry and unique & witty banter makes Living in Sin an absof@*ckinglutely fantastic funny, SCORCHING HOT read!
Check out an Excerpt from Living in Sin, meet Jace and Adrienne & enter to win a SIGNED copy for your bookshelf. Plus, Isabel has given us a little tease from Book 2 (Troy and Emilie's story), Good Luck!
Check out an Excerpt from Living in Sin, meet Jace and Adrienne & enter to win a SIGNED copy for your bookshelf. Plus, Isabel has given us a little tease from Book 2 (Troy and Emilie's story), Good Luck!
Excerpt: Living In Sin
He slowly gets up from the chair and takes his blazer off. Tossing it on the chair, he begins unbuttoning his shirt. I try to watch without drooling on myself. He peels the shirt off his body and is left wearing only jeans and a ribbed, sleeveless undershirt. His tattoos are on full display. Funny, I never imagined he had them. He’s always been fully covered up, but I gotta admit, they look fucking sexy on him.
He has a chest piece that extends to his left shoulder and upper arm. I can’t quite make out the detail, but it’s exquisite work. He saunters towards me and stands at the side of the bed. I let my tongue slide over my bottom lip and then bite down on the side as I take him in. His arms are deliciously muscled and his chest toned. I can’t wait to see what’s under that shirt…and those pants.
He pulls me closer to him by my ankle and then swiftly flips me onto my stomach. I let out a small gasp, but don’t stop him. He finds the zipper on the back of my dress and slowly unzips it. I feel the breeze on my back, and then I feel the wet tip of his tongue licking me from the nape of my neck to the top of my ass. My body shivers uncontrollably.
Jace flips me onto my back again and pulls the dress from behind my shoulders and down my body. I’m left wearing my black, lace bra and panties.
His eyes rake over the entire length of my body like he’s deciding on what he wants to do first. My chest is rising with hard, heavy breaths, my entire body feels like it’s on fire, and my pussy is dripping.
He grabs my legs, spreads them as far apart as they can go, and crawls in between them. He’s like a panther; long, beautiful, muscular, and intense. His eyes feel like they’re boring into my soul, the muscles in his arms and shoulders are flexing with every movement, and I’m the innocent deer about to get pounced on. I’ve never wanted to be prey more in my life.
His face hovers above mine and his tongue snakes out and onto my lips. They part on instinct, and I feel the warmth and wetness of his tongue glide over mine. Without thinking about it, I suck his tongue into my mouth, causing him to make a deep groaning noise. I release it, and he drops his face to my exposed neck and licks up towards the bottom of my ear. I feel a small bite on my lobe and I moan.
He sits back on his knees in between my legs, and rubs his thumb over my clit through my panties. I bite down on my lip and lift my head enough to be able to watch him. Looking back into my eyes, he pulls the black lace down past my hips, lifts my legs in the air, and removes them. He grips the underside of my thighs with his huge hands and opens me up to his viewing pleasure. I see a small smile touch his lips.
“A piercing. I like it.”
He’s referring to my hood piercing. It’s a gold bar with two pink jewels, one that rests directly on my clit.
He maneuvers mine and his body to where he’s lying on his stomach with his face directly at my opening. I feel his tongue flick the piercing once, then twice, and then he takes it in between his lips and sucks.
My hands fly to his head and I pull him closer. He releases my clit and pulls back slightly, causing my hands to fall from his head. I grip the cover instead. He lifts my ass up in the air, and my legs hover above my shoulders. I’m spread wide open. He inspects me for a moment before lowering his head and licking me from my ass to my clit and back down.
“Holy fuck!” I blurt out. I wasn’t expecting that.
He does it again, and again. His hands are holding my ass in the air, and his tongue dips inside of my wet opening then up to my clit where he sucks it into his mouth then tugs the piercing gently with his teeth.
“Oh God yes!” I moan.
He lowers my ass and legs back to the bed and stands up. I watch him as he begins undressing. He pulls the shirt off and I get a better view of the tattoos on his chest. His abs are perfect, and if I counted right, there may be eight of them. He has that delicious V that I wish all men had. He notices me salivating over him, and begins slowing down; teasing me.
He has a chest piece that extends to his left shoulder and upper arm. I can’t quite make out the detail, but it’s exquisite work. He saunters towards me and stands at the side of the bed. I let my tongue slide over my bottom lip and then bite down on the side as I take him in. His arms are deliciously muscled and his chest toned. I can’t wait to see what’s under that shirt…and those pants.
He pulls me closer to him by my ankle and then swiftly flips me onto my stomach. I let out a small gasp, but don’t stop him. He finds the zipper on the back of my dress and slowly unzips it. I feel the breeze on my back, and then I feel the wet tip of his tongue licking me from the nape of my neck to the top of my ass. My body shivers uncontrollably.
Jace flips me onto my back again and pulls the dress from behind my shoulders and down my body. I’m left wearing my black, lace bra and panties.
His eyes rake over the entire length of my body like he’s deciding on what he wants to do first. My chest is rising with hard, heavy breaths, my entire body feels like it’s on fire, and my pussy is dripping.
He grabs my legs, spreads them as far apart as they can go, and crawls in between them. He’s like a panther; long, beautiful, muscular, and intense. His eyes feel like they’re boring into my soul, the muscles in his arms and shoulders are flexing with every movement, and I’m the innocent deer about to get pounced on. I’ve never wanted to be prey more in my life.
His face hovers above mine and his tongue snakes out and onto my lips. They part on instinct, and I feel the warmth and wetness of his tongue glide over mine. Without thinking about it, I suck his tongue into my mouth, causing him to make a deep groaning noise. I release it, and he drops his face to my exposed neck and licks up towards the bottom of my ear. I feel a small bite on my lobe and I moan.
He sits back on his knees in between my legs, and rubs his thumb over my clit through my panties. I bite down on my lip and lift my head enough to be able to watch him. Looking back into my eyes, he pulls the black lace down past my hips, lifts my legs in the air, and removes them. He grips the underside of my thighs with his huge hands and opens me up to his viewing pleasure. I see a small smile touch his lips.
“A piercing. I like it.”
He’s referring to my hood piercing. It’s a gold bar with two pink jewels, one that rests directly on my clit.
He maneuvers mine and his body to where he’s lying on his stomach with his face directly at my opening. I feel his tongue flick the piercing once, then twice, and then he takes it in between his lips and sucks.
My hands fly to his head and I pull him closer. He releases my clit and pulls back slightly, causing my hands to fall from his head. I grip the cover instead. He lifts my ass up in the air, and my legs hover above my shoulders. I’m spread wide open. He inspects me for a moment before lowering his head and licking me from my ass to my clit and back down.
“Holy fuck!” I blurt out. I wasn’t expecting that.
He does it again, and again. His hands are holding my ass in the air, and his tongue dips inside of my wet opening then up to my clit where he sucks it into his mouth then tugs the piercing gently with his teeth.
“Oh God yes!” I moan.
He lowers my ass and legs back to the bed and stands up. I watch him as he begins undressing. He pulls the shirt off and I get a better view of the tattoos on his chest. His abs are perfect, and if I counted right, there may be eight of them. He has that delicious V that I wish all men had. He notices me salivating over him, and begins slowing down; teasing me.
“Here’s to the people we fuck, here’s to the people who fuck us, if the people we fuck are fucking with us, fuck them and here’s to us.” – Nico” |  |
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**This story contains graphic sexual content and strong language. Intended for mature audiences only.**
Jace Jamison is every woman’s fantasy. He’s a mysterious businessman willing to sweep you off your feet, a tattooed bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks, and a sexy friend you want to take that next step with. Jace is everything and anything you want him to be. He’s a highly paid escort.
But nobody knows who Jace really is; the man whose dad abandoned him, whose brother was killed, and who had to take care of his mom at a young age. At the age of nineteen, he was living in Sin City, ready for a life away from stress and struggle.
Adrienne has been having a sexual drought since she broke up with her boyfriend. Even then she wasn’t getting fully satisfied. Being an event planner, she’s constantly working at numerous events. Several times she’s seen a man she can only refer to as the God-like creature at her work functions. He’s devastatingly handsome, tall, and has beautiful eyes, but he’s always with a different woman. The last thing she needs is another player in her life.
After a few chance encounters with Jace, her best friend convinces her to just get some good sex out of him and not worry about who she’s seen him with. But what happens when she finds out that he isn’t dating these women because he wants to, but because he’s paid to?
Keeping his job a secret from Adrienne seems easy at first, but when she begins meeting people he knows in his escort life, and they begin getting closer, he knows he has to tell her before someone else does.
When their worlds entwine, and confessions are made, will they be able to work through it? Will she be able to push aside his sins and focus on the good in him? Will Jace get what he’s never had? A woman who wants him despite what he’s done. Or will living in sin cost him what he never knew he wanted?
*An erotic, contemporary romance*
*Book one in a series, but can be read as a standalone.*
Jace Jamison is every woman’s fantasy. He’s a mysterious businessman willing to sweep you off your feet, a tattooed bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks, and a sexy friend you want to take that next step with. Jace is everything and anything you want him to be. He’s a highly paid escort.
But nobody knows who Jace really is; the man whose dad abandoned him, whose brother was killed, and who had to take care of his mom at a young age. At the age of nineteen, he was living in Sin City, ready for a life away from stress and struggle.
Adrienne has been having a sexual drought since she broke up with her boyfriend. Even then she wasn’t getting fully satisfied. Being an event planner, she’s constantly working at numerous events. Several times she’s seen a man she can only refer to as the God-like creature at her work functions. He’s devastatingly handsome, tall, and has beautiful eyes, but he’s always with a different woman. The last thing she needs is another player in her life.
After a few chance encounters with Jace, her best friend convinces her to just get some good sex out of him and not worry about who she’s seen him with. But what happens when she finds out that he isn’t dating these women because he wants to, but because he’s paid to?
Keeping his job a secret from Adrienne seems easy at first, but when she begins meeting people he knows in his escort life, and they begin getting closer, he knows he has to tell her before someone else does.
When their worlds entwine, and confessions are made, will they be able to work through it? Will she be able to push aside his sins and focus on the good in him? Will Jace get what he’s never had? A woman who wants him despite what he’s done. Or will living in sin cost him what he never knew he wanted?
*An erotic, contemporary romance*
*Book one in a series, but can be read as a standalone.*
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Excerpt: Book Two (Untitled)
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“Troy, even after all these years, you still hold a grudge? You know what that means don’t you? It means you still care about me.” A smile stretches across her face, showcasing her straight, white teeth.
I smile at her. “Oh Carla, I didn’t realize until now just how much I’ve enjoyed having you out of my life.”
Her smile is quickly replaced with a scowl. “You’ve changed.”
“I have.”
“You still look good, maybe even better than before,” she says, eyeing me up and down.
“Well, guess you should be going,” I say, looking at my watch.
“You don’t think I look good?” she asks with a cunning smile.
Unfortunately, I did notice that she looks good. Her body appears to be toned like she spends a lot of time in the gym, and it’s obvious she’s been in the sun, because her natural caramel-colored skin has a more bronzed look.
“You like fine,” I say with nonchalance. “Maybe you should go ask Rob what he thinks.”
She ignores my comment about Rob. “I don’t have a car here, Troy. How do you expect me to leave?”
“I’m not sure why you had someone drop you off here, anyway. Call a cab.”
“I don’t have a phone,” she says with a pout.
I let out an exasperated sigh. “Fuck, Carla. I don’t have time to deal with you,” I say as I look at my phone and try to figure out how much time I have until Emilie gets here.
I smile at her. “Oh Carla, I didn’t realize until now just how much I’ve enjoyed having you out of my life.”
Her smile is quickly replaced with a scowl. “You’ve changed.”
“I have.”
“You still look good, maybe even better than before,” she says, eyeing me up and down.
“Well, guess you should be going,” I say, looking at my watch.
“You don’t think I look good?” she asks with a cunning smile.
Unfortunately, I did notice that she looks good. Her body appears to be toned like she spends a lot of time in the gym, and it’s obvious she’s been in the sun, because her natural caramel-colored skin has a more bronzed look.
“You like fine,” I say with nonchalance. “Maybe you should go ask Rob what he thinks.”
She ignores my comment about Rob. “I don’t have a car here, Troy. How do you expect me to leave?”
“I’m not sure why you had someone drop you off here, anyway. Call a cab.”
“I don’t have a phone,” she says with a pout.
I let out an exasperated sigh. “Fuck, Carla. I don’t have time to deal with you,” I say as I look at my phone and try to figure out how much time I have until Emilie gets here.