We're excited to share the cover for One Week by Author Zoey Derrick, which will release late July 2014!
Title: One Week
Author: Zoey Derrick
Age Group: NA
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Parajunkie
A week in Las Vegas and she will feel better about herself. At least that is what Dacotah Miller is hoping will be the case.
Left at the alter, heart broken and ashamed, Dacotah takes the opportunity offered by her girlfriends - the chance to get away. The opportunity to escape her mundane life in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin.
But what Dacotah doesn't know is that lurking in Las Vegas is the chance of a lifetime, a dream come true, in the form of Derek Hunter.
Derek, in town on business, can't seem to focus on his purpose once Dacotah walks into his field of vision. She beautiful and just what he needs to cure his desire for a good woman in his bed. Only she presents a challenge to him unlike anything he's ever experienced before.
Dacotah will be wrapped up in a whirlwind of unexpected events that will force her to make a decision, life changing choice. Does she get on the plane back to boring Wisconsin and wonder what might have been? Or will she step on board a private jet that promises to take her on a journey she will never forget?
“Orion huh?” I jump at the voice in my ear
and try to spin around but he pins me to the side of the pool. I should fight
to free myself, but the sound of his voice, the smell of his cologne, my
drunkenness and the instant wetness between my legs has me paralyzed.
“You never told me your name.” I breathe.
“Orion is fine, for now.” He replies, but
he doesn’t ask me for my name, and I wonder idly if he already knows. Whether
having heard Mandy say it, or something else. I feel him press into me a little
harder and I can feel ever inch of his warm, pool soaked body against my back.
My toes reach down, seeking the bottom of the pool and I find it. Steadying
myself against him. I suddenly realize that I want this man, badly.
“Why the secrets?” I ask him.
“Why not? Isn’t it more fun this way?” His
mouth is right at my ear and I can feel the warmth of his breath caressing my
face, along my cheek and down my neck. I shiver and feel my nipples harden. My
desire for him is hot and I’m surprised because I’ve never in my life been so
turned on.
“No.” I answer his question. “Well, maybe
it is for you, you have control.”
“Just the way I like it.” His hands begin
to glide along my arms, to my shoulders, across to my neck, but the contact of
his front to my back never falters. “You, in my control, wanting and willing to
do anything my heart desires.”
My breathing hitches and fear spikes in my
veins, but it is quickly cooled by his lips on my shoulder, right where it
meets my neck. His kiss is hot and soft. I can feel the stubble of his goatee
prickling along my skin and goosebumps form across my entire body. I shiver. My
breathing hitches and I bite my lip to stifle a moan. He knows exactly what
he’s doing because he doesn’t stop. His hands are tracing down my sides, light
as feathers, and his lips continue their way along my shoulder, back to my
neck.
Suddenly one of his hands disappears and I
feel his fingers on the back of my neck, grabbing at my wet hair and gently
moving it over my right shoulder.
“Well, aren’t you just full of secrets.” He
says into my ear and then he kisses along my hairline, along the infinity
tattoo on the back of my neck over to my other shoulder. His hands are gliding
down past my hips, playing with the stings on my bikini and my heart rate
spikes as I imagine him untying it, exposing me to the pool. But he doesn’t
stop. His hands glide down my thighs, as far as he can go without pulling
himself underwater. I can’t help the flick of my hips that comes at his touch
and I’m not sure if it is a reaction to tickling or my need for him. His breath
hitches and I do it, voluntarily, again.
His hands come to my hips and he grips
them, stilling me. “If you don’t stop, I will take you in the pool. Right now.
No matter who sees.”
I am beginning to feel dizzy when I realize I’m holding my breath, I
let it out in a rush trying to fight the urge to flick my hips. I want this man
and I don’t even know his name.
Amazon Best Selling Angels, Demons & Devils and Paranormal Author of Give Me Reason - The Reason Series Book One comes from Glendale, Arizona. Zoey, was a mortgage underwriter by day and is now a paranormal, romance and erotica novelist full-time. She writes stories as hot as the desert sun itself. It is this passion that drips off of her work, bringing excitement to anyone who enjoys a good and sensual love story.
Not only does she aim to take her readers on an erotic dance that lasts the night, it allows her to empty her mind of stories we all wish were true. Her stories are hopeful yet true to life, skillfully avoiding melodrama and the unrealistic, bringing her gripping Erotica only closer to the heart of those that dare dipping into it.
The intimacy of her fantasies that she shares with her readers is thrilling and encouraging, climactic yet full of suspense. She is a loving mistress, up for anything, of which any reader is doomed to return to again and again.
Not only does she aim to take her readers on an erotic dance that lasts the night, it allows her to empty her mind of stories we all wish were true. Her stories are hopeful yet true to life, skillfully avoiding melodrama and the unrealistic, bringing her gripping Erotica only closer to the heart of those that dare dipping into it.
The intimacy of her fantasies that she shares with her readers is thrilling and encouraging, climactic yet full of suspense. She is a loving mistress, up for anything, of which any reader is doomed to return to again and again.
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