by Bailey B.
Genre: Contemporary Romance
I’ve sworn off men forever!
Okay, not forever but for a few months. After my last hook up, my vag needs a reset because the last man to touch me broke it in the worst of ways. Not a problem, until my new dance partner comes into the picture. He’s turning into my forbidden fruit, tempting me in ways I didn’t know possible.
I have three months of celibacy ahead of me and eight weeks to whip my new dance partner into shape.
Someone save me.
The world spins behind closed lids. It’s a good spin, unrelated to the alcohol I drank. I peek one eye open and run my hand down the center of his thigh. “How tired are you?”
Carter’s eyebrows shoot up. This is a bad idea, but I don’t care. If I regret it in the morning, I’ll blame the alcohol, but tonight I want to have fun.
“Suddenly, I’m feeling wide awake.” He turns his head, looking into my eyes, and cups my cheek.
I lean into his hand, so big and strong.
“I thought you just wanted to be friends?” he whispers, his nose brushing against my other cheek.
“Not tonight,” I tell him truthfully. Celibacy be damned, I want to feel Carter between my legs. I have a gut feeling that this time will be worlds better than the last. “Tonight, I wanna be just you and me. Whatever else we are is fine too.”
“Perfect.” He presses his mouth against mine. I fall into his lips, that tongue making my insides melt.
“Whoo, hooo! Get it girl!” Benny yells and I swear I could throat punch him.
Carter laughs and pulls back resting his forehead against mine. “Maybe we can finish this in the room tonight.”
“Yes!” I say, not at all embarrassed by my enthusiasm. “Definitely.”
Bailey B is an up and coming New Adult author. She lives in Lehigh Acres Florida with her husband, twin girls, and two fur babies. She enjoys (but doesn’t get to take part in because of her crazy daughters) the simple things like Disney+ binge watching, Netflix romcoms, reading and sleeping. She reads two to three books a week and thinks if narwhal’s are real animals then unicorns might be too.