How many book boyfriends
do you have? Be honest now: two, five, ten, more than twenty? Ha, ha, I have to
admit I love them all. But instead of me telling you about my book boyfriends,
I’m going to let the heroines tell you in their own words.
First up is Jessica Song
from Playing the Rookie: A #Played Novella.
Here’s what she says about Jay Pak Ahn.
Sexy eyes, confidence,
and daring. I love a man who knows what he wants and doesn’t hesitate to get
it. He wants me, tells me, and then shows me. Oh boy, does he show me, over and
over and over again.
Excerpt from Playing the Rookie
“I’m the man to help you figure it all out. Let’s get comfortable.”
Why does my body instantly ignite at the thought of getting horizontal
with Jay? I lick the drool from my lips and finish the rest of my drink. The
stout hearty taste of the dark beer mixed with the crisp bite of apples reaches
into my dark heart, stirring it with a flood of desires—fantasies I dare not
admit even to myself.
Jay raises the volume of the stereo. A bluesy jazz song plays.
Enfolding me into his arms, he swings me around the room, his busy hands
caressing me, skillfully arousing every inch of my hot, horny body.
But tonight it’s more than that. There’s a gentleness about him,
loving, taking his time. His fingers stroke and pet me, deep, warm caresses,
nothing harsh or groping. And when his lips take mine he moves languidly,
flowing with the music, a steady, sweet rhythm. We drift to the edge of the bed
and float onto it like falling leaves. His lips, tongue, and fingers leave
nothing untouched, undressing me as if I were made of delicate flower petals.
---
Ella Kennedy from Played by Love: A #Played Novella on hero Jaden Sloup.
He may seem like a geek, but under the covers, watch out! They always
say a goalie has good hands, but Jaden, he’s good everywhere!
Excerpt from Played by Love
Jaden kissed her forehead, caressing the back of her neck and
shoulders, felt the tension in her spine. Gently, he placed her head on the
bath pillow and wiped the water from her face with his thumbs.
Taking a long match, he lit the candles stuck on ornate candleholders
around the bathroom as well as the ones floating in bowls on the wide surround.
She was more beautiful under the lambent lighting, exquisite as fine
porcelain. Her blue eyes shone like deep ocean waters, and a pink flush brushed
her skin with color.
He spread liquid soap over a washcloth and slid it lovingly around her
neck, over her shoulders, easing the tension. Taking her hand, he kissed each
finger and rubbed her palm against his face. He smoothed the washcloth around
her forearms, working his way past her elbows.
She sucked in a sizzling breath when he grazed the side of her breast
and he froze, worried he’d triggered a bad memory. But she placed her hand on
his and guided the cloth up to her chest.
Emboldened, he played the washcloth around the globes of her breasts
and teased her nipples, pretty as pink rose petals. He couldn’t help kissing
them when she arched her back, lifting them above the surface of the water.
“That feels so good,” she moaned, her fingers tickling the back of his
neck.
---
Evie Sánchez has some choice words to say about her Romeo from Taming Romeo
Romeo’s arrogant. He knows he’s good, and then some. Who else can shake
me to the boots and melt me with a kiss? Sometimes I’m so frustrated I want to
bonk him on the head, but then he gets me in the shower, the hot tub, and on
his bike. Did I mention his bike and the motor between his legs? Yow!
Tankslapper!!!
Excerpt from Taming Romeo
He lays his head on one of the king size pillows and cradles it, his
eyes intent, but calm.
“What do you intend to do?” I crawl to his side, my dress shielding my
breasts.
A grin slowly stretches his face. “I’m going to show you what you’re
going to miss for the rest of your comfortable life. I’m going to completely
and utterly ruin you for Eric and any other man who thinks he’s going to
fulfill your dreams. Say the word, Evie, and I’ll make you forget how you can
possibly exist without me.”
“Arrogant, aren’t you? And what if I tell you to walk?”
He flexes his arms and puts his hands behind his head, looking up at
the ceiling. “I think you already know what you’ll be walking away from.”
---
And who can forget panty-melting Zach Spencer from Knowing Vera?
Vera certainly can’t, and neither can I.
Zach was never really a bad boy. Sure, girls love him and he’s like honey
to a bee. And he’s got that deadly smile and the deep blue eyes. Zach’s a
survivor. What I most admire about him is his determination. Even losing a leg
doesn’t keep Zach from being a hero. My hero.
Excerpt from Knowing Vera
Heat flashes through my
chest and swirls through my abdomen. His scent, spicy and smoky, lights a
raging fire between my legs. Every nerve on my body aches that sweet,
languorous ache, the primitive, gut-level need of a woman for her man. Mine,
because everything he does shows me he loves me; and everything I am belongs
only to him.
We roll on the soft sand
and I’m on top of him when we come up for air. The moon reflects in his deep
blue eyes, and we’re both breathing hard. This. Time. Is. Different. Not lust,
but more—much, much more.
His expression is so
intense it burns me, piercing through my heart. He’s just as afraid as I am. I
have to show him how precious he is, how willing I am to risk everything for
him.
“Zach.” I press my hands
on his firm chest. “I am devoted to
you. I want to be the one.”
“You already are.”
---
And finally, everyone’s favorite barista and bad boy do-gooder, Dylan
Jewell from Whole Latte Love
Carina? Please say a few words.
He’s changed my life. I’ve never met a guy with a bigger heart. He even
took care of his ex-girlfriend’s tarantula and bearded dragon. He’s always
picking up strays and I’m so glad he picked me up. Dylan and love just go
together.
Excerpt from Whole Latte Love
“I don’t scare easily.”
Carina marched toward her old room where she’d left her work clothes. She made
a show of yawning.
Dylan framed himself at
her door. “Don’t close your eyes, because I’m going for the shower if you
aren’t.”
He snugged his shirt over
his shoulders and threw it across the room. Palming the back of his head, he
tightened his abdominal muscles and rolled his hips.
Carina covered her mouth
and backed into her bed, her eyes glued to the bulge below his waist.
“Like what you see?” He
rubbed his chest and sides while prowling toward her. His focus intent on his
prey, he slipped one finger under his waistband. “Let’s see how brave you really
are. Shall I drop the shorts?”
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There you have it, unforgettable heroes and why I love all my book
boyfriends.
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Thanks Debdatta for sharing!
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