Saturday, July 20, 2013

New from Marteeka Karland and Shara Azod...



A Marine for Selah

Selah Gooding has devoted her life to being the consummate good girl, never willing to disappoint her mother or send the tongues residing in their small Oklahoma town wagging. Her mother's diner, church meetings, and a very unsociable lifestyle have all become the things that make up Selah's day to day routine. At least until she finds herself ensnared in the magnetic pull of one extremely charming, extremely gorgeous Marine. Now Selah has to make a choice. Continue to be a consummate good girl...or admit that every now and again it’s okay to be bad. Particularly when you have the soldier of your dreams backing that decision...

EXCERPT!

Once inside, the door securely locked, Justice rested his head on the cool wood, trying to get a handle on his raging libido. Maybe prolonging the anticipation hadn't been the best idea he’d ever had. The entirety of his body hurt with wanting her. But he knew he had to take this slow.
“Justice?” The soft, sweet music of Selah’s voice called to him, wrapped around his heart and squeezed. “Is everything all right?”
“Perfect, Selah.” He faced her, unable to stop his gaze from devouring the sight of her. “Absolutely perfect.”
With deliberate slowness, she moved toward him, her hips swaying with every step. “I wanted to be cool about this, but I’m not a very good seductress. You’re going to have to help me a little.”
Swallowing, Justice sagged against the door. He was so fucked. “Tell me what you need, Selah,” he whispered. “I’ll give you anything.”
She reached him, placing her hands on his chest and running her palms over the wide expanse, her gaze following her hands. “I need you to make love to me. I want to know what it’s like to have a man like you, even if it’s only for this one night.” She met his gaze then, uncertainty in her eyes. Justice knew it wasn't uncertainty about the act, but about how he’d take her request.
“You know you can do better than me, right?”
She blinked rapidly several times before answering. “I don’t want to do better than you. I just...” She swallowed. “I just want you.”


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