Today we have the release day blitz of Sibylla Matilde’s The Naughty Pine! Check out this gorgeous new romance and be sure to get your copy today!
Title: The Naughty Pine
Author: Sibylla Matilde
Genre: Contemporary Romance
About The Naughty Pine:
On the fourteenth anniversary of my first divorce, I went to a kink club. Thirty-three and no clue who I was. What I wanted out of life. I only knew it was passing me by and I was tired. Tired of surviving the day-to-day. Tired of trying to forgive myself for two failed marriages. Tired of being a single mother with no semblance of a social life, of bending over backwards to be a fitting role model for my teenage daughter. That was, until I stepped foot in The Naughty Pine. I didn’t plan to participate. I only went to appease the dark corners of my curiosity. To see something wild and taboo and full of life. Something sinful to shock the loneliness clean out of my system. Don’t know what I expected, but it sure wasn’t him…
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Exclusive Excerpt:
“You and I really need to have a talk,” he quietly stated. “About what?” I asked, somewhat dazed. “You and I.” My heart stopped. In a sudden panic, afraid of what he might say, I clumsily weaved against him and lifted up on my tippy-toes. Clasping my hands against his bearded jaw, I sought his lips. I prayed that his arms would come around me, and I dang near cried when he firmly pulled me tight up against him. “Där—” he whispered against my lips. “I don’t want to talk, Jace,” I whispered back. My fingertip trailed down his chest, reaching the edge of his Henley at his waist before dipping up to touch his bare skin. Raking my nails up his torso, I relished in the deep indrawn breath that tore through him. “I just want to pretend you still love me.” “Honey, I don’t have to pretend.” “That’s right,” I said against his lips, deliberately misunderstanding. There was simply too much to lose if I believed in him. I’d done it before and it had about killed me. So I chose to take this all as a dream. A fantasy. “Exactly, just like that.”
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