TO TOUCH YOU by Bella J
Release Date: October 13th
Genre/Tropes: Romantic Suspense/Age Gap /Slowburn /Opposites attract
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Excerpt:
“Do not act like you know me,” he gritted out between clenched teeth, pointing a finger right at me. “You don’t know shit. I’m not one of your college boys who have nothing better to do than play with their dicks and follow girls around hoping to get laid.” He inched closer, white-hot flames burning in his eyes. “You think I’m fucking with you? You think I’m toying with you, enjoying this little game of cat and mouse between us?”
“Oh,” I sneered. “So that’s what we’re playing? Cat and mouse?”
“I’m not fucking playing anything with you,” he spat out, his expression stern and unreadable.
“You know what, Noah? I’m done. I’m fucking done.” I could hardly breathe right as I stomped toward the stairs.
Strong fingers enclosed my arm, searing my flesh as he pulled me back.
A rush of air swooshed from my lungs as he slammed my back against the seven-foot wine rack—bottles clinking and clattering.
He reached above my shoulder, clasping one hand around the wooden frame, cocooning me in.
“This. Is not. A fucking game for me.”
“It sure looks like it from where I’m standing.”
“Then change direction.”
“Why? Why do I have to change anything for a mistake?”
He bit his bottom lip, frustration rolling off him in waves that crashed against the strain of seduction I felt down my spine.
The longer I stood there, so close to him, the more I wanted to submit and allow him to do whatever the hell he wanted to with me, just as long as he kissed me.
My lips ached, my taste buds salivating to taste him again.
As if he could hear my thoughts, his gaze dropped to my lips.
I watched with bated breath as his tongue flicked across his lips, leaving a tempting glisten that had me grabbing the wooden frame behind me, clasping my fists around it to stop myself from crashing my mouth against his.
It was war between us, and we were both waiting to see who would strike first.
I’ve never seen a man so determined to fight an attraction, to stop our mutual desire from colliding and exploding.
It was both confusing and hot as fuck at the same time—to witness his internal battle, waiting for the rope to snap and suffocate us both.
He bit his bottom lip, his eyes darkening as if he craved a taste of something tempting and toxic.
“Be careful, Noah. That look in your eyes suggests you’re on the edge of making the same mistake you warned me about.”
Warning flashed across his face. “Don’t fuck with me.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
“You have no idea what you’re doing.”
“Give me a clue.”
He leaned closer, and I could smell the scent of beer on his breath. “You’re playing a dangerous game. One you can’t win.”
“Why can’t I? Wait, let me guess,” I made a show rolling my eyes, “I’m too young.”
“Look who’s playing games now.” He placed his beer on one of the shelves behind me.
I shrugged. “If you can’t beat them.”
“You think I’m an asshole for what I said, but I’m only protecting you.”
“I don’t need your protection.”
“You sure as fuck need something.”
“Something you clearly have no intention of giving me.”
“Stop,” he warned.
“Why?” I leaned my head to the side. “Are you afraid you might lose the battle raging inside that head of yours?”
“Believe me, you should be the one that’s afraid.”
“Because I’m young? Well, why don’t you just go fuck yourself then? I might be young in your eyes, but that doesn’t mean I’m any less capable of handling whatever this is between us.”
“Maybe I’m the one not capable of handling it. Ever think about that?” His eyes softened just a little, his expression turning from hard to pained. “I told you, you don’t know me. You don’t know the level of fucked-up I am, and you need to stay the hell away from me.”
Blurb:
It was one moment of stupidity, one second of not thinking twice...and everything spiraled.
I wasn’t supposed to kiss a stranger. But I did.
I definitely wasn’t supposed to like it. But I did.
And now I’m all caught up in the excitement of it.
The thrill and the anticipation of experiencing it again…with him.
Noah Alexander.
But there’s a whole list of reasons I should stay away from him,
One - he works for my father.
Two - he’s much older than I am.
Three - he told me to.
Yet there’s only one reason I shouldn’t… because I don’t want to.
I’m addicted to the fire that burns between us whenever we’re close.
I’m addicted to the way he looks at me as if he desires and hates me at the same time.
Call me a masochist, but the sound of his voice when he tells me all the things he wants to do to me right before he asks me to leave—it’s thrilling.
No matter how many times he warns that he’ll hurt me, I can’t stay away.
I won’t.
Author's Note: This is not a dark romance, but the story does contain elements that some may find hard to read.
About The Author:
Bella J is an International Bestselling Author, who loves writing dark and gritty romance with alpha-holes who have absolutely no redeeming qualities...until they do.
Maybe.
She lives in Cape Town, South Africa with her husband, two kids, and a chihuahua who gets treated like royalty.
Bella J's writing motto: The darker the road to love, the sweeter the HEA.
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