Love Imperfection by Evie
Snow
Release Day Blitz: January 27, 2020
Love Imperfection by Evie Snow
Series: Evangeline’s Rest #2
Publisher: Exile Publishing
Release Date: January 21, 2020
Subgenre: Romantic Comedy
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Synopsis for Love
Imperfection
Beth
Poole’s got the wrong ticket to the right life…
English dog trainer Beth Poole is having
trouble getting her life back together after beating a life-threatening illness
and divorcing her husband. When her Aussie-soap-obsessed grandma sends her to
Australia to recover, it seems a great opportunity for some rest and relaxation
while she figures out what's next.
But when Beth arrives in Australia things get off to a rocky start. To begin
with, she's on the wrong coast and there are deadly creatures everywhere. And
if that weren't enough, her neighbors are driving her crazy. She's staying in
the beautiful Margaret River wine region, right next door to a family-owned
vineyard. It should be perfect, but the boisterous Hardy clan just doesn't seem
able to leave her alone. The usually reserved Beth is soon reluctantly
embroiled in their family disputes and romantic entanglements. And eldest son
Clayton Hardy is proving surprisingly persistent.
The more Beth gets to know Clayton, the more she sees what she wants for her
future. But as the end of summer approaches, her past comes back to haunt her
and tests her newfound relationship with Clayton to the limit.
Excerpt
“Yesss.”
Her hips came off the bed when she felt those fingers moving faster, the
flicking on her clitoris building in intensity until it was almost painful.
Panicking, she reached out to push Clayton away but couldn’t find him. She
opened her eyes wide at the sight of his head between her thighs.
“Clayton!”
she wailed, coming up onto her elbows, shocked and embarrassed. “You can’t . .
.”
“Shhh,”
he whispered, placing one arm across her hips to keep her still. He increased
the movement of his fingers, the flick of his tongue, ignoring her whimper of
protest.
She
flopped back onto the bed, grasping the sheets in a white-knuckled grip, her
heels digging into the bed until she was tense enough to shatter.
“Let go,
Beth, I’ve got you.” His words triggered something in her body. Her legs
started to shake, she started to sob and then she screamed as wave after wave
of intense pleasure-pain flooded her system, flowing through her veins,
encompassing her entire world.
Seconds,
maybe years later, she opened her eyes, stunned and disoriented to see Clayton
standing at the side of the bed. He was naked. Majestically naked. Amazingly
naked. Wide, muscled shoulders and chest led down to a taut stomach and . . .
“You
still have an erection,” she murmured dazedly while watching him roll on a
condom.
He
grinned widely, his brown eyes burning their way up her bare legs to the apex
of her still-spread thighs and resting there for a moment before meeting her gaze.
“I’d say our experiment’s a success so far,” he said huskily.
Beth’s
brow wrinkled. “How . . . how precisely do you expect to fit that in
me?”
“How
about we keep playing and find out?”
He came
back down on the bed, his body covering hers. The feel of his stomach pressing
against the skin exposed by her hiked-up dress was extraordinarily erotic as he
began to kiss her forehead, her eyelids, her neck, before nibbling on her lips.
Distracted,
Beth tried to kiss him back until she felt him settling between her thighs.
“It’s
just that . . . you’re a tad larger than . . .”
“Trick
of the light,” he whispered in her ear as he reached down, positioned himself
and began to push gently but firmly inside, stretching her until she felt like
she didn’t have any more give.
“Clayton,
I don’t think this is going to work,” she whimpered, beginning to panic.
His
response was to reach down between them and gently stroke her clitoris while
kissing her deeply, hips pushing forward a little bit further every time she
moaned until he was fully seated, sweat dripping off his skin. “So far so
good,” he rumbled against her ear, his expression strained, his breath hot on
her cheek.
“Yes?
Ah. Do you want to move now?” Beth asked, feeling a whisper of the same tension
building up from before. She moved her legs restlessly until he reached down
and hooked them behind his back, bringing him deeper. They both moaned.
“Yeah.
Is that alright with you?” he rasped.
“Yes.
Yes, I think so.” Beth tentatively squeezed her internal muscles around him.
He
groaned. “Beth? If you keep doing that I won’t be able to go slow.” He began to
withdraw, and the sensation of him pulling out had her arching her back to
bring him in again.
“Maybe
you don’t have to,” she whispered.
“Sure?”
Clayton pushed back in and Beth moaned.
“Yes.”
About the author
Evie Snow is the pen name for a globe-trotting writing
team comprising of Georgina (George) Penney and Tony (The Kraken) Johnson.
George does the actual writing and reads far too many
books. In the past, she was well on the way to a contemporary history PhD when
moving to Saudi Arabia re-introduced her to a love of writing fiction.
Tony manages plot wrangling and is in charge of
caffeine distribution. He once spent twenty years working globally as a petroleum
engineer and found the oil industry to be far stranger than fiction.
Together, George and Tony have lived in a bunch of
countries including Australia, Saudi Arabia, Bahrain, Brunei Darussalam and
Scotland. They’re currently on a world-traveling adventure, writing books,
seeing all the sights, eating all the food and patting as many critters as
possible.
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