Stocky & Sumptuous

Stocky & Sumptuous, heating up

Stocky & SumptuousVicki and Hunter definitely had their moments where things got hot, and their moments where things cooled off. It was much more fun when they were getting a little hot!

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I was fairly certain I was going to spontaneously combust. Hunter ushered me into the SUV, but his hand was on my thigh as he drove. I wasn’t going to survive the night without having him. It just wasn’t possible.

“Will your sister still be up?” he asked.

I shrugged. “Maybe not, but she’s a really light sleeper.”

“That won’t do. I want to make you scream.”

“What about your place?”

He shook his head. “My buddy’s home. I sleep on the couch so there’s no privacy.”

“Your studio?”

He turned in that direction. “I doubt it, but we’ll check. Drew said something about a sixteen hour day.”

“Shit.”

We drove past and saw lights on and people still inside the studio. That wasn’t an option. We were running out of them. Quickly.

“We just need to wait.”

“I don’t want to, Hunter. This is so bad, but what about right here?”

“Here? On the street?”

I shook my head. “I meant in your SUV. It’s big. If we park somewhere that no one is…”

I let my words trail off, feeling like a teenager sneaking around behind her parents’ back.

“You deserve more than that, Vicki.”

“I just want you. I don’t want to wait.”

“Fuck,” he breathed, making a U-turn and going back in the other direction. He didn’t say anything for a few minutes as he navigated through town. He headed to the outskirts and pulled onto a dirt road near XD. At the end of the road, he turned off the lights and opened the moonroof. “No one will come down here, except you.”

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Stocky & Sumptuous, available now

Stocky & SumptuousStocky & Sumptuous is out now! I know you’re as excited as I am! Vicki is a funny character, but she knows exactly what she wants. Hunter is definitely not on the list!

What is on the list is getting pregnant…

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“So, what are your goals that I don’t fit into?”

I choked on my wine. Just sucked it right into my windpipe and hacked for a good minute before I could breathe again. Hunter rubbed my back and tried to get me to take deep breaths. When I finally felt like I wasn’t going to drown, he was close.

Very close.

He reached for his sandwich and his knee brushed mine. The rough hair on his legs sent tingles up my thigh that settled between my legs. He shifted when he sat up and brought our legs even more into contact. His heat radiated right into me.

“Are you not going to answer my question?” he asked, nudging me gently with his elbow.

“No, I… You really don’t ease into things, do you?”

He shrugged. “I figure if there’s an elephant in the room, it’s better to address it.”

I sighed. It made sense, but I was hesitant to say anything. I knew how men handled getting too serious too quickly.

“Well, I want a baby. I’ve always wanted kids, but the desire has intensified lately. That’s why I’m dating so much and why I said no to you.”

He glanced at me out of the side of his eye. “You don’t think I’d be good with kids?”

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Stocky & Sumptuous, first kiss

 

First, Happy July 4th for those of you in the US! We’re celebrating today with a parade and some fireworks. Hubby is off and we’re all dressed up in our red, white, and blue. I hope you enjoy the day!

For everyone else, well, happy Tuesday! I have a new sneak peek for you today…

Stocky & SumptuousI love first kisses, you know that. The best first kisses are the ones that are a little unexpected. The ones that you don’t see coming, but when you realize what’s happening, you can’t resist the pull.

Vicki is dead set against getting involved with Hunter. She knows, without a doubt, that he’s the opposite of what she wants. But there’s something about him that she just can’t resist!

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Those dark blue eyes swept back to mine again and pinned me in place. He didn’t need the arms caging me in to hold me there. He leaned in closer, enough that I could feel his breath on my face before he spoke.

“I’m going to kiss you, Vicki.”

He paused just long enough to let me argue, but I couldn’t. No words could squeeze past the air struggling to fill my lungs. Then his lips touched mine, and nothing else mattered.

The file I held fell to the floor with a splat. I wish I could say I resisted him. That I fought. That I didn’t fold like an overcooked noodle. But none of it would be true. From that first brush of his lips, I was in trouble. Serious trouble.

His lips pressed to mine, holding me in place where he wanted me. His chest rose, brushing against my peaked nipples. I moaned softly, and he took complete advantage of it. His tongue traced the edge of my upper lip, dipping inside just enough to glide over my sensitive gums. He sucked my lip into his mouth and I couldn’t have resisted if I wanted to.

But, damn him, I didn’t want to.

He kissed me like he had no idea kissing another person could be so good. Like I was his first and last and only. His tongue slid over mine as his hands moved closer together until they landed on my hips. He pressed his body to mine, giving me a feel for exactly what was going through his head.

I’ll give you a clue… not much because all his blood was much, much lower.

He lifted my hips just enough to deposit me on the edge of my desk, then pressed between my thighs. I should have pushed him away, but it had been far too long since a man made me feel the way he did. In that moment, he wasn’t a workaholic. He wasn’t the wrong guy for me. He wasn’t someone I barely knew. He was just Hunter, and holy shit was he just what I wanted.

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Stocky & Sumptuous, coming soon

Stocky & SumptuousGuess what? Stocky & Sumptuous will be out in only two weeks! Ahh! I’m so excited for this one. I’m excited for all of them, but I absolutely love weddings, and this one has a lot of wedding stuff in it! Of course, there’s a lot of other fun stuff in there, too. Like resisting a guy Vicki knows is all wrong for her.

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Tuesday after lunch, I was sitting at my desk, and Hunter walked in. He headed straight for me, his eyes locked on mine from the second he stepped inside.

“I told you I’m not giving up. I’m taking you out this weekend. I’m not the man you think I am.”

I shook my head. “It wouldn’t matter. I have plans this weekend.”

He smirked. “Plans I can work with. You didn’t say no.”

He turned and walked away, leaving me speechless. I wanted to chase him down and say no, but when he paused at the hallway and grinned at me, I knew it was only a matter of time before I gave in to him.

My earbuds went back in while he was meeting with Drew. I had no idea what Drew was working on, which kind of bothered me. I really wanted to know what the project was. I didn’t know why. Drew and Xander worked on a lot of projects that I wasn’t intimately involved with. I would keep track of how things were going and make sure they were on schedule and budget, but the details were frequently left to them.

The fact that Hunter’s project bothered me, bothered me.

I went to get a cup of coffee and was filing papers, the most boring part of my job, when Hunter came back into the front.

“So, when are you free? You can’t have plans for the entire weekend.”

He crossed his arms and leaned against the side of my desk. Stacks of paper were scattered everywhere. He shifted his weight and one of the stacks fluttered to the floor.

“Shit. Sorry about that,” he said, crouching to pick up the papers. I bent at the same time, our knees brushing and eyes colliding. He held my gaze and handed me the papers he collected. We both stood and he stepped closer.

My phone rang and startled me away from him. I answered it and made notes about the call, hoping Hunter would be gone when I turned back around.

No such luck.

I carried the file to the cabinet behind me and slid it into place. When I went back to my desk, I could stop the sudden desire for Hunter to lay me out on the messy desk and show me just how wrong I was about him.

His eyes followed me, back and forth, until half the paper was gone. I grabbed a new stack and he stepped in front of me. Hunter pressed me against the edge of my desk, towering over me. His gaze flickered to the surface, almost as though he was thinking the same thing I was.

Wipe it clean. 

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Introducing Stocky & Sumptuous

Curvaceous & Captivating is in the books, so to speak, but nothing is over! Up next in the Big & Beautiful series is Stocky & Sumptuous. Get your first look now!

Stocky and sumptuous don’t mix… except in his eyes.

Vicki Prescott knows exactly what she doesn’t want. A man. Especially one who works too many hours. She’s had one too many relationships end because she wasn’t more important than a job. She was done.

Of course, being her friend’s maid of honor means she’s constantly faced with everything she doesn’t have.

No, doesn’t want.

If it weren’t for that pesky desire to be a mom, she was certain she wouldn’t need men at all.

Hunter Campbell does not take no for an answer. He is in full hustle mode and doesn’t have time for a no. He’s so close to his dreams he can practically taste it. All the late nights, screwed up relationships, and begging for friends to take him in was finally going to be worth it. As long as he kept his eye on the prize.

And not on the sexy red head with an hourglass figure and green eyes that see right through him.

Vicki doesn’t want Hunter. Sure, he’s gorgeous, but he has workaholic written all over his three piece suit and perfect features. He’s good for some private fun, solo, but he’ll never be given access to all of her.

No matter how much her fantasies wish he’d show up and mess up more than just her desk.

Available July 11!

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“Friday night, what do you say?” he asked, winking at me.

“Yeah, um, no,” I answered, knowing it would irritate him, but not really caring. I barely knew him, and what I did know, I knew he was not the right guy for me. Oh, no. Three piece suit. Pressed and polished. The sexy hair that was designed to look like he’d just rolled out of bed after a hot night. Artfully sculpted beard that was so perfect it could have been tattooed on by an artist. And those eyes, those eyes made fantasies come alive with the midnight pools directed right at you.

Of course, they weren’t very happy when I turned him down.

“Why not?”

I shrugged. “You’re not my type.”

He laughed, actually laughed. “Really?” His eyes took a lazy slide down my body and back up, outlining every curve beneath my navy dress, pausing at the white button down that was cut off beneath my breasts by navy. “I don’t think I believe you.”

I shrugged again. “It doesn’t really matter if you believe me. I’ve had way too many men put me second behind their jobs. Men who look exactly like you. Professional. Put together. Workaholics. I’m not looking for another one.”

With every word his jaw ticked. I silently dared him to argue. I knew he wouldn’t, because he couldn’t, but there was a tiny part of me, the masochist, that wanted a guy who looked like him to try just a little harder. To prove me wrong.

“You don’t know anything about me, Vicki. But you’ll learn.”