Lowdown and Lush
Lush No. 3
Selena Laurence
Releases November 18, 2014
Mike Owens is the devil. Sexy, snarky, and as lowdown as they come, he's one of the world's greatest guitarists and one of Portland's most notorious bad boys.
Jenny Turner is an angel. A preacher's daughter, she's a good girl with a great voice and a dream to hit it big in country music.
When these two opposites meet, the attraction is undeniable, but something's stopping the bad boy from pursuing what he desires most. Can this angel handle the truth behind her devil? Or will his secrets be too Lowdown and Lush?
Mike Owens is the devil. Sexy, snarky, and as lowdown as they come, he's one of the world's greatest guitarists and one of Portland's most notorious bad boys.
Jenny Turner is an angel. A preacher's daughter, she's a good girl with a great voice and a dream to hit it big in country music.
When these two opposites meet, the attraction is undeniable, but something's stopping the bad boy from pursuing what he desires most. Can this angel handle the truth behind her devil? Or will his secrets be too Lowdown and Lush?
I feel his thumb brush across my bottom lip and I open to him, taking him into my mouth. I run my tongue across the fleshy pad, which tastes salty and faintly metallic from the guitar strings he’s been strumming.
I hear his intake of breath before he says, “Jesus.” His palm cups my cheek and then he’s leaning down. His scruff brushes against my face as I hear him rasp out, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Somewhere in another part of my mind, I know this isn’t real, somehow shouldn’t be happening, but right now, I don’t care. I keep my eyes closed because I don’t want to discover that it’s all a dream. I reach for him, letting my hands travel the length of his corded forearms, then up past his bulging biceps and around his broad shoulders.
His breath is coming hard and fast, and I turn my head, trading his thumb against me for his mouth. His lips are hot and slick, and I can taste the Coke he was drinking earlier on them.
“More,” I gasp out as he squeezes my thigh.
His lips float across mine, and before I know it, his hand has dug into my hair and his tongue is in my mouth. I press my leg against his hip that’s resting next to me on the sofa. I still haven’t opened my eyes, too afraid to see that look again—the look he gave me the night he took my virginity.
But I feel him. On my skin, around my heart, inside my soul. I feel his breath and his touch and his heartbeat. I feel his anguish and his pent-up frustrations, and I feel his fear. Then it’s all burned away by the desire, the raw, animal desire, that courses through both of us. His kiss is searing, setting my whole core on fire. It’s primal, the way he makes me feel, and as his hand moves around to stroke the petal-soft skin on the inside of my thigh, I move against him with a moan that sounds desperate and wild.
I arch into him as much as I can, and he drives his tongue into my mouth in a frenzy, licking, sucking, moaning into me.
The Lush Series
A Lush Triangle (Lush No. .5)
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A Lush Betrayal (Lush No. 1)
Selena Laurence is the Barnes and Noble Bestselling author of what she likes to call Edgy Contemporary Romance. Her books have been Amazon Top 10 bestsellers in multiple categories including Multicultural Romance, Hispanic Fiction, Urban Fiction, Military Romance, and Romantic Suspense. Her New Adult romance, Hidden, won the 2014 Reader's Crown Award for Contemporary Romance of the year.
Selena lives in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains and spends a hell of a lot of time at soccer games, on her laptop, and reading. She requires a Mocha Latte every day to function, keeps a goldendoodle at her feet most of the time, and has more kids than she or Mr. Laurence know what to do with.
Selena lives in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains and spends a hell of a lot of time at soccer games, on her laptop, and reading. She requires a Mocha Latte every day to function, keeps a goldendoodle at her feet most of the time, and has more kids than she or Mr. Laurence know what to do with.
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