Book Blitz - Chancing On You by Melinda Ellen
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Book & Author Details:
Chancing On You by Melinda Ellen
Publication date: May 13th 2014 Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance Synopsis:
I had a plan.
It was a good one as far as plans go but like everything in my life, it went to shit. My name’s Hope Andrews and I’m an orphan. I’ve been trying to find my place in the world for the past seventeen years but it’s not that easy. Especially when I get homed with scum like my current foster carers who prefer to get high rather than giving a shit about me. I thought I had my plan all figured out. Sing, earn some money and then high tail it out of there on my eighteenth birthday. Then he waltzed into my life and turned it upside down. I felt things I’d never felt before. He infuriated me, messed with me and yet my body reacted to his presence regardless. But like all things, there’s an ending. I had a plan. No relationships. Forget my past. My name’s Jaxon Broad and my plan went to shit as soon as I laid eyes on her. She reminded me of everything that I was trying to forget – a past that haunted me. Just when I thought she was the light to my darkness, it was all ripped away. Like all things, there’s an ending. But with endings, there’s always a new beginning. They just had to discover it. *Due to sexual content, graphic language and drug references this book is intended for readers 17+* |
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Except 1
Since that day I’ve been torn. A part
of me wants to fall to my knees and beg her forgiveness and the other half
congratulates me on doing a job well done. I wanted her to stay away and that’s
exactly what she was trying to do. So why the hell did I keep arguing with
myself?
Today was no exception, I strolled into
English and slipped straight into my seat and kept my eyes peeled on the door.
I knew exactly who I was looking for when my heart beat picked up and I
fidgeted in excitement. Hope walked in, her hair for the first time was pulled
back into a braid that fell over her left shoulder leaving her face uncovered
and allowing her dark blue eyes to shine. She wore black jeans that hugged her
swaying hips flawlessly and I couldn’t help imagining them wrapped around my
waist. I glanced away quickly as she neared, not wanting to be caught out but I
let my leg fall to the side so she had no choice but to brush up against me as
she slid into her desk.
The thin material of her shirt skimmed
my arm and the friction from her denim clad leg caused me to break out in goose
bumps that I quickly tried to cover up. I was torturing myself.
“Hey.” I murmured over to her. She
didn’t reply as usual and I mentally kicked myself. This girl was driving me
crazy. I just wanted to hear her voice. “Are you going to Rebecca’s party this
weekend?” I swear I saw an eye roll when it occurred to me how stupid that
question was. Of course she wasn’t. She was on pretty much everyone’s blacklist
which I still didn’t understand.
I tapped my fingers on my desk when I
thought of only one other thing that’d get a rise out of her. “You know you’re
being pretty childish, ignoring me.” I taunted. I hid a victory smile as she
turned to face me, her eyes narrowed into slits as she glared. Oh yeh she was
pissed.
“Me, the childish one?” She seethed.
“Wasn’t it you throwing out the childish remarks Tuesday?”
“Wasn’t it you having a little tantrum
because I was sitting in your seat.” I air quoted for her benefit.
Hope looked at me like I was venomous.
“You’re a dick.” I couldn’t help but smile back at her choice of words which
only pissed her off more.
I liked this game.
“And
you have a sharp tongue.”
“You don’t know anything about my
tongue.” Hope hissed.
I let my eyes linger on her plump rosy
lips long enough to make her squirm before I responded, “Not yet.” I had the
pleasure of watching her cheeks burn red, something that seemed to happen quite
frequently.
“You’ll never get to know the likes of
my tongue – anywhere.” She emphasised as she glanced down at my crotch making
my mind run wild as I imagined her on her knees as she wrapped her mouth around
me, taking me full and suckling me hard. Damn, my dick got hard at the image
and strained against my jeans.
“Besides you have Sasha and I’m sure
she’s more than happy to share her STD’s with you.”
And there goes the hard on. “Don’t
worry I used a condom, always do.” I scrutinized her as she looked at me in
disbelief before she turned away and concentrated once again on her book. It
seemed my admission that Sasha and I had sex bothered her and I couldn’t help
but feel pleased.
“What
no retort, princess?”
She huffed out a sigh but didn’t look
at me. “What do you want me to say? Congratulations on banging one of the
easiest chicks in the school. Bet that was a real milestone for you.”
“I sense sarcasm.” I leaned my head
into my hand as I studied her closely. “I think you’re jealous.” Hope tensed,
her body going rigid at my words. She was silent only a moment before she
shifted her gaze to me.
“The fact that you’d think that, means
you’re arrogant and I really don’t find cockiness attractive.”
Excerpt 2
I led him to the bathroom and turned
the shower on. Jaxon silently shredded his clothes and stepped beneath the
water. I didn’t hesitate in joining him once my clothes were pooled at my feet.
Jaxon hissed as the water came into contact with his busted knuckles and I
flinched, hating to see him in pain but I really didn’t remember a time when
his knuckles weren’t busted or the skin pink and tender after one of his
fights. Pouring his soap I loved so much into my palm I began by washing his
back and arms as the warm water cascaded down over us.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered as he turned
to face me. “I didn’t mean to lose it like that, but that man made me so wild I
just saw blood. He hurt you and that thought eats me alive that I wasn’t there
to protect you.”
“Shh.” I hushed him as I circled my
arms around his waist. “It’s over now and I can’t disagree that he deserved
it.”
“I don’t think I deserve you.” He leant
his forehead against mine.
“Let me be the judge of that.” I
covered his mouth with mine. Jaxon didn’t hesitate, he walked me back until I
was against the cold glass screen and our bodies became fused together. He ran
his hands up and down my waist, his thumbs lightly brushing the undersides of
my breasts. I arched into him further, wanting – no, needing more. “I want
you.” I pushed my hips out and rubbed myself against him so there was no
mistaking what I wanted.
“Not like this. I’m not taking you for
the first time up against a wall.”
I whimpered in protest against his
mouth. “I don’t want to wait any longer. I need you inside me. Now.” I clasped
his cock in my hand and squeezed.
Jaxon hissed through his teeth. “Keep
doing that, baby and I’ll blow all over you before we even make it to my bed.”
My insides coiled in anticipation and
spasms rocked down into my core. I squeezed him again, pushing his limits as I
pumped him up and down. “Then what are you waiting for?”
Too my frustration he stepped away from
me and pumped the soap into his hand. “First we have to shower and then I’ll
take you to bed.” He promised, his voice husky with desire.
His hands glided over my body in a lazy
torturous rhythm that had me panting and rocking my hips, looking for something
to take the edge off. “Please, Jaxon.” I begged when he continued to skirt
around my most sensitive area.
He grinned wickedly down at me before
he succumbed to my wishes and guided his hand between my legs and found my
overly sensitive clit. I cried out at the first touch as my body rippled
beneath his. I was already so worked up that my body begged to find release as
I teetered on the edge. Jaxon slowly rubbed my small bud with his thumb as he
slid one finger between my slick folds.
“Fuck, Peaches you’re so wet.” His
finger toyed with my opening before he plunged it in.
I bucked in response. “More!” I cried
out.
His lips swept my neck as he suckled
his way from my thundering pulse, down my collarbone until his mouth covered my
tightened nipple and tugged hard right as he slid another finger inside of me.
My body won out and exploded from
within. I was flying on mile high as wave after wave of pleasure racked my
body, my muscles clenching and quivering as I rode the tidal waves out. Jaxon
continued to work me just enough to make my orgasm last until I collapsed
against him, the warm water glistening off our naked bodies.
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AUTHOR BIO:
Melinda Ellen resides in Australia, living out her days by the beach. When she's not reading, she's writing, when really she should be working. It's addictive. It's a passion that has stemmed from her teenage years when she started off writing poetry and short stories. Now she's taken a chance and released her debut novel Chancing On You, and hopefully many more to come.
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