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The Big O
Nelle L’Amour
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 4, 2016
From New York Times
Bestselling author Nelle L'Amour, a new sizzling STANDALONE that's guaranteed
to make your panties melt!
The first time Owen King sets eyes on her, she's in a focus
group, biting into a cream-filled donut and having the most orgasmic reaction
he’s ever seen. “Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” she cries out. He’s instantly obsessed.
Aspiring actress, Olive Cumming, has just lost her waitressing
job and can’t pay her rent. But when the CEO of Donut King steps out from
behind the one-way mirror and hires the curvy respondent to be his assistant,
things are about to change. Big time.
Love at first sight has never been a reality for jaded,
overworked Owen. And for sweet overweight Olive, love has never been within her
reach. But when fate steps in, the king finds his unexpected princess, not
knowing that someone is waiting in the shadows to keep them apart.
WARNING: Be prepared
for over-the-top insta-love, a bit of kinky fun, and some yummy food play. This
sugar-coated full-length novel is just waiting for you to take a bite.
Holy
shit. She tasted delicious. So sugary sweet, partly thanks to the lingering flavor
of the cream-filled donut she’d eaten in the focus group. Too immersed in my
work, it had been a long time since I’d kissed a girl and gotten off on it. I’d
never kissed anyone like her. And I’d kissed many.
While my mouth consumed hers, intermittently gnawing and
sucking, once parted, our tongues tangoed like we’d danced this dance forever.
She followed my lead perfectly, her tongue swirling and twirling, as adorable
little sexy sounds escaped from her throat. She was totally turning me on. As
her hands tugged at my hair, an erection of mega proportions was raging beneath
my trousers. I hardly knew her, but I had to have her. Minutes later, her
crying died down.
“Good girl, Olive,” I whispered, breaking the
all-consuming kiss.
“More,” she breathed out.
Christ. She was insatiable. And I was falling in love with
every bit of her.
“Shh.” I smacked another hot kiss on her soft lips and
then asked, “Why were you crying so hard?”
Her eyes began to water again. God, she was an emotional
one, but I loved that about her. Everything about her was extreme. In many
ways, she mirrored me.
“You don’t need to know.”
“Yes. I. Do.”
Another tear blinked out of one eye. Oh, no. Here we go
again. I couldn’t handle it.
“Olive…” I stretched out her name, making the two syllables
sound like “Aaah…love.” She was quickly
becoming my
love. “Please tell me what’s going on.”
She gulped down a breath. “My landlord terminated my
lease. I’m being kicked out of my apartment today.” Her full lips quivered. “I
have no job. No money. And no place to live.”
“What about friends or family?”
She simply shook her head as tears began to pour down her
cheeks. It was fucking gutting me. Big time. And then—PING!—an
idea sprung to my mind.
“What can I do to help?” Besides marrying you and making you mine forever.And
that could easily and happily be option number one.
“I don’t know.” Her misty eyes gazed up at mine. “Maybe
just give me the hundred dollar focus group fee. At least, that’ll get me a
night in a cheap hotel until I figure out my life.”
God. She was so cute. So humble and modest. She wanted so
little from me. I’d never met a woman like this in my thirty-five years. Well,
except my beloved late mother, may she rest in peace. With this fond memory, I
responded.
“I’m sorry. I can’t do that.”
“I understand.” Her lips trembled with despair.
She was no longer gutting me. She was killing me. Her sad
chocolate brown eyes were melting me as if I was the Wicked Dick of the West.
No more playing games. Looking straight into her soulful eyes, I, the straight
shooter (in more ways than one), told her exactly what was on my mind.
“Listen, Olive.” All the air left my lungs as I uttered
her breathy name. “I have an opening.”
Her plump, pink lips parted like a rose in bloom. “What do
you mean?”
“What I mean is I have a job opening. My assistant quit
the other day and I’m in desperate need of another.” I refrained from telling
her that my last assistant (unlucky number thirteen) had a nervous breakdown
because she couldn’t get into my pants or keep up with my demanding workload.
All she wanted was a full load of my seed.
Olive’s long-lashed eyes fluttered. “You’re offering me a
job?”
“Yes. Under one condition. I need to find out if you’re a
good fit.”
Nelle
L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today
bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish
husband, twin teenage princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A
former executive in the entertainment industry with a prestigious Humanitas Prize for promoting human
dignity and freedom to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time
ago, but still enjoys playing with toys…with
her husband. While she writes in her PJ’s, she loves to get dressed up and
pretend she’s Hollywood royalty. She aspires to write steamy stories with
characters that will make you laugh, cry, and swoon and stay in your heart
forever.
Her
bestselling series include Unforgettable,
THAT MAN, Gloria’s Secret, Seduced by
the Park Avenue Millionaire and critically acclaimed Undying Love. Writing under another pen name, she is also the
author of the bestselling fantasy romance series, Dewitched: The Untold Story of the Evil Queen.
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