Welcome to the blog tour for RELAPSE, the second book in the adult contemporary romance series, Sandy Heights, by J.P. Nicholas. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
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Series: Sandy Heights #2
Author: J.P. Nicholas
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 19, 2018
Link: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU
I broke his heart. Now I hope he doesn’t break mine back.
Darren Gracen looks even sexier than the day I left him. Oh, and let’s not forget that panty-dropping British accent. Just being around him again is bringing back all the sweet and sinful memories we shared together. Smelling his masculine scent in the same vicinity gets me high and makes my heart flutter.
But he’s not the same man I left behind. There’s a sad, mysterious gleam in his eye. Sure, it could be that he doesn’t trust me anymore. That’s understandable, considering the circumstances of our breakup. But I can’t help but feel that it’s more than that. Like he’s hiding something behind those brooding blue eyes of his.
No matter what it is, I can’t deny it…I still want him.
I hum as he traces the delicate lace of my panties with his fingertip, giving me a taste of what’s to come. “Red, the color of—”
“Blood,” I cut in. Blood? What the hell is wrong with me? That’s not romantic or sexy at all. I sound like a fucking psychopath serial killer.
Laughter rumbles from deep within his chest. The sound is smooth, deep, sexy, and makes my pussy ache for him even more.
“Yes. But I was going to say,” he pauses to kiss my sex with each word. “Fire.” Kiss. “Passion.” Kiss. “And desire.” On the last kiss, I unknowingly loop my hand behind his head, and yank him down towards me.
I squirm underneath his weight. The feel of his mouth moving over the material is driving me wild.
He dips a finger underneath my panties, and I can no longer think straight. I moan incoherent words as his fingers feather against my pussy.
“Bloody hell! You’re so fucking wet for me,” he rasps out.
With a finger still gliding against my slit, Darren turns my panties to the side, giving him better access to all of me.
He drags a finger through my lips, spreading me. My vision goes blurry when he grazes the tips of his fingers through my folds. Then, he plunges one finger inside, thrusting in and out of me. I bite my lip, trying to stifle a moan as he eases a second inside me. I fail.
“Oh, fuck,” I holler as I toss my head back against the pillow.
Darren brings his mouth to my ear and whispers, urging me on. “That’s it, love. Come for me.”
I whimper as I push against his fingers, riding him as I grow closer to another orgasm. I need to feel him. I want to feel him. I outstretch my hands, letting them roam across his bare chest. I can feel his washboard abs flex under my fingers as they brush over each chiseled muscle. I’m so close. So very fucking close.
My clit swells, begging for release. As if he has pussy-telepathy, Darren nibbles on my ear as he drags his other hand upward and circles my clit. I detonate within seconds, unleashing a tidal wave around his fingers.
“Daaaarrrrreeeeeennnnn!” My head falls back on a breathy moan.
“I love it when you moan my name,” he confesses, retreating from me to suck my orgasm off his fingers. “So damn sweet. Just like I knew you would be. Christ, you drive me completely bonkers.”
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About the Authors
J.P. Nicholas has the great misfortune to be A Male Romance Writer. Turns out, men are also hopeless romantics, given half the chance, and Nicholas’ fascination with love began long before he could write. His parents—high school sweethearts who are still mad for each other—left him enamored with the idea of true love, and its ability to transform and redeem even the most jaded soul. Nicholas lives to capture this magic, lust, and passion on the page; his characters known for their sizzling chemistry and chest-squeezing plot lines.
When J.P. Nicholas isn’t tapping away at his laptop, he can be found in his home state of Florida, binge-watching This Is Us with his girlfriend, or devouring Italian food with his family. His latest novel, Just Pretend, is a friends-to-lovers drama and the first in his new Sandy Heights series, to be released in June.
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