Living in Sin
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Title: Living in Sin
Author: Isabel
Lucero
Release Date:
January 1st
Synopsis: Jace
Jamison is every woman’s fantasy. He’s a mysterious businessman willing to
sweep you off your feet, a tattooed bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks,
and a sexy friend you want to take that next step with. Jace is everything and
anything you want him to be. He’s a highly paid escort.
But nobody knows who Jace really is; the man whose dad
abandoned him, whose brother was killed, and who had to take care of his mom at
a young age. At the age of nineteen, he was living in Sin City, ready for a
life away from stress and struggle.
Adrienne has been having a sexual drought since she broke up
with her boyfriend. Even then she wasn’t getting fully satisfied. Being an
event planner, she’s constantly working at numerous events. Several times she’s
seen a man she can only refer to as the God-like creature at her work
functions. He’s devastatingly handsome, tall, and has beautiful eyes, but he’s
always with a different woman. The last thing she needs is another player in
her life.
After a few chance encounters with Jace, her best friend
convinces her to just get some good sex out of him and not worry about who
she’s seen him with. But what happens when she finds out that he isn’t dating
these women because he wants to, but because he’s paid to?
Keeping his job a secret from Adrienne seems easy at first, but
when she begins meeting people he knows in his escort life, and they begin
getting closer, he knows he has to tell her before someone else does.
When their worlds entwine, and confessions are made, will they
be able to work through it? Will she be able to push aside his sins and focus
on the good in him? Will Jace get what he’s never had? A woman who wants him
despite what he’s done. Or will living in sin cost him what he never knew he
wanted?
Excerpt:
It’s been almost two weeks since I've
had the best sex of my life. I thought fucking him would settle a craving, and
I’d be good to go for a while. Instead, it awakened a sexual beast that I had
living inside of me. It’s all I think about now.
Sex.
I
want it.
I
need it.
I
fantasize about Jace and his huge hands doing wonderful things to my body. I
can still remember the way his tongue felt as he slid it into my pussy, and the
warmth of his mouth as his lips encircled my clit. I was sore for days. My entire
body ached from the pounding he gave me. I've used my fingers and my vibrator,
and neither one will do. I crave his body like a pregnant woman craves pickles
and ice cream.
How
can I tell him that I want to use his body for my own pleasure? What would I
even say to him? I've never had to chase after a guy. I haven’t asked anybody
out on a date, haven’t initiated the first kiss, and certainly haven’t asked
anybody if they want to be fuck buddies. I just can’t do that. Plus, I have no
idea how to get a hold of him. I only know where he lives, and I definitely
won’t be showing up to his suite like some sort of stalker psycho.
I
groan and force myself to get out of bed. Before I make it to the bathroom, my
phone vibrates on my nightstand. It’s Em.
“Hello?”
“Wake
up, we have plans,” she says excitedly.
“Ugh.
No. I can’t deal with your happiness right now.”
“Too
bad. Get up because we have places to be.”
“How
come I never know about our plans until the last minute?”
“I
don’t know. I’m on my way over. It’s already ten, so stop being a lazy bum.”
The
phone clicks and I go use the bathroom, brush my teeth, and pull my hair into a
messy bun on top of my head. I put on some shorts, flip flops and a white tank
top. By the time I’m dressed, I hear Em banging on the door like she’s the
cops.
“Hey!
Why are you trying to break my door down?” I say as I pull the door open.
She
gives me a shrug. “I thought maybe you had gone back to sleep, so I was
prepared to wake you up.”
“Well,
I proved you wrong. I’m ready and everything, see?” I say, extending my arms
and showing her that I’m dressed.
She
eyes me with a disgusted look on her face. “If that’s what you call ready. It
doesn't matter anyway. We’re going to go get pampered. Nails, hair, waxing.”
“Waxing?”
I say, interrupting her. “I think I’ll pass. Last time you convinced me to get
waxed, my hoo-ha was sore for days! No thank you.”
“Stop
being so dramatic,” she laughs. “I’m sorry. Last time the chick was new. This
time, it won’t be the same one. I promise. We need to go get prettied up, go
out to dinner with these two, hopefully-not-lame bitches, and then hit a club
up and find some sexy men to dance with. That’s the plan.”
She
says the last part with finality, flips her hair over her shoulder and walks
towards out door.
“I
guess I could use a few drinks,” I say, following her down the hall.
“Still
not over the king?” she asks with a laugh.
“Oh
shush,” I say, playfully pushing her.
“Hell,
from what you told me, I wouldn't be over him either. I’d be scaling the
building trying to get to him.”
A
loud and embarrassing laugh escapes my throat. A few people nearby all turn and
look in our direction. Ignoring the stares, I continue to laugh. “Oh my gosh,
Em. You’re too much. I picture you climbing the building like Spiderman and
shit. Oh God, that’s too funny,” I say, unable to stop my laughter.
“You
think I’m playing. I’d be camped out on that balcony waiting to pounce him.”
She lets out a small laugh at herself. “I think you’re crazy for not wanting to
be with him again. You said yourself he was amazing in bed…and huge! It’s not
like you’re getting any elsewhere.” She gives me a pointed look.
“Well,
thanks for reminding me,” I say and roll my eyes. “I don’t know what you think
I’m supposed to do. I don’t have his number, and showing up to his place would
be desperate and sad. I won’t do that.”
Emilie
lets out a dramatic sigh. “Whatever. Guess you’ll have to find you another man
tonight. He probably won’t be God-like, or be as good in bed, or have a huge…”
“Okay!”
I say, interrupting her sentence. “I get it. Let’s just go.”
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Author Bio:
Isabel Lucero is a military
wife who has been lucky enough to travel the world, and see some amazing
sights. She has been married to her best friend for ten years, and together
they have two of the most beautiful children in the world. She and her husband
are Junior High Sweethearts, a couple who are truly meant to be together. One
day, their love story might make it into a book.
Isabel is the middle name of
the author, and Lucero is her maiden name. Together they create her pen name.
She was born in a small town in New Mexico, and was more than happy to move
far, far away.
She is a collector of high
heels and tattoos, and is highly obsessed with both. She owns a crazy, little
Miniature Pinscher who thinks he’s a Doberman. His name is Tyson.
Isabel has always been an
avid reader, able to devour books in a day or two. With her now focusing on
writing, the reading has slowed, but her love for reading is still there.
Something noteworthy is that
Isabel loves to hear from her readers. Never hesitate to get in touch. She’s
always willing and ready to talk about anything. If you enjoy this book, she
encourages you to not only let her know, but let the world know. Goodreads,
Amazon, book blogs, groups, etc. She understands that word of mouth is the best
form of promotion.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorIsabel
Blogspot: http://authorisabellucero.blogspot.com/
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Lisa's Review:
HOLY HECK-A-MOLLY. Trying not to cuss, but I can tell you if you get offended easily or don't like anything erotic. THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU. This book was hot as hell, steamy as fuck, and mad your panties wet on the first page. This story is about the Escort business well no it is, but there's rules there's no sex unless it is in the contract. Jace is this sex machine that pulls you into his dates and quest, when he helps a women out of a cab he thinks she is beautiful, but nothing comes of it. Adrienne is a busy party planner who has a lack of sex life, and a crappy social one to boot, but when she runs into Jace by accident oh the sheets fly off, but it's only one night. I could give you juicy details about this book, but man would I spoil the hell of it and it is to juicy to do that. But this is ultimately a love story between Jace and Adrienne and if his lifestyle get's in the way of what he thought he never wanted. True love, a family, a home, and peace. Can these two do it? Read this book you will not be disapointed.
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<p style="text-align:
center;"><b>Title</b>: Living in Sin
<b>Author</b>: Isabel Lucero
<b>Release Date</b>: January 1st</p>
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<h2 style="text-align: center;"><span
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<p style="text-align: center;">Jace Jamison is
every woman’s fantasy. He’s a mysterious businessman willing to sweep you off
your feet, a tattooed bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks, and a sexy
friend you want to take that next step with. Jace is everything and anything
you want him to be. He’s a highly paid escort.
But nobody knows who Jace really is; the man whose dad
abandoned him, whose brother was killed, and who had to take care of his mom at
a young age. At the age of nineteen, he was living in Sin City, ready for a
life away from stress and struggle.
Adrienne has been having a sexual drought since she broke up
with her boyfriend. Even then she wasn’t getting fully satisfied. Being an
event planner, she’s constantly working at numerous events. Several times she’s
seen a man she can only refer to as the God-like creature at her work
functions. He’s devastatingly handsome, tall, and has beautiful eyes, but he’s
always with a different woman. The last thing she needs is another player in
her life.
After a few chance encounters with Jace, her best friend
convinces her to just get some good sex out of him and not worry about who she’s
seen him with. But what happens when she finds out that he isn’t dating these
women because he wants to, but because he’s paid to?
Keeping his job a secret from Adrienne seems easy at first, but
when she begins meeting people he knows in his escort life, and they begin
getting closer, he knows he has to tell her before someone else does.
When their worlds entwine, and confessions are made, will they
be able to work through it? Will she be able to push aside his sins and focus
on the good in him? Will Jace get what he’s never had? A woman who wants him
despite what he’s done. Or will living in sin cost him what he never knew he
wanted?</p>
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<span style="color: #ce0818;"><b>Excerpt</b>:</span></h2>
<p style="text-align: center;">It’s been almost
two weeks since I’ve had the best sex of my life. I thought fucking him would
settle a craving, and I’d be good to go for a while. Instead, it awakened a
sexual beast that I had living inside of me. It’s all I think about
now.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> Sex.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> I
want it.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> I
need it.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> I
fantasize about Jace and his huge hands doing wonderful things to my body. I
can still remember the way his tongue felt as he slid it into my pussy, and the
warmth of his mouth as his lips encircled my clit. I was sore for days. My
entire body ached from the pounding he gave me. I’ve used my fingers and my
vibrator, and neither one will do. I crave his body like a pregnant woman
craves pickles and ice cream.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> How
can I tell him that I want to use his body for my own pleasure? What would I
even say to him? I’ve never had to chase after a guy. I haven’t asked anybody
out on a date, haven’t initiated the first kiss, and certainly haven’t asked
anybody if they want to be fuck buddies. I just can’t do that. Plus, I have no
idea how to get a hold of him. I only know where he lives, and I definitely
won’t be showing up to his suite like some sort of stalker psycho.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> I
groan and force myself to get out of bed. Before I make it to the bathroom, my
phone vibrates on my nightstand. It’s Em.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Hello?”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Wake
up, we have plans,” she says excitedly.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Ugh.
No. I can’t deal with your happiness right now.”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Too
bad. Get up because we have places to be.”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “How
come I never know about our plans until the last minute?”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “I
don’t know. I’m on my way over. It’s already ten, so stop being a lazy
bum.”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> The
phone clicks and I go use the bathroom, brush my teeth, and pull my hair into a
messy bun on top of my head. I put on some shorts, flip flops and a white tank
top. By the time I’m dressed, I hear Em banging on the door like she’s the
cops.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Hey!
Why are you trying to break my door down?” I say as I pull the door
open.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> She
gives me a shrug. “I thought maybe you had gone back to sleep, so I was
prepared to wake you up.”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Well,
I proved you wrong. I’m ready and everything, see?” I say, extending my arms
and showing her that I’m dressed.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> She
eyes me with a disgusted look on her face. “If that’s what you call ready. It
doesn’t matter anyway. We’re going to go get pampered. Nails, hair,
waxing.”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Waxing?”
I say, interrupting her. “I think I’ll pass. Last time you convinced me to get
waxed, my hoo-ha was sore for days! No thank you.”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Stop
being so dramatic,” she laughs. “I’m sorry. Last time the chick was new. This
time, it won’t be the same one. I promise. We need to go get prettied up, go
out to dinner with these two, hopefully-not-lame bitches, and then hit a club
up and find some sexy men to dance with. That’s the plan.”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> She
says the last part with finality, flips her hair over her shoulder and walks
towards out door.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “I
guess I could use a few drinks,” I say, following her down the hall.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Still
not over the king?” she asks with a laugh.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Oh
shush,” I say, playfully pushing her.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Hell,
from what you told me, I wouldn’t be over him either. I’d be scaling the
building trying to get to him.”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> A
loud and embarrassing laugh escapes my throat. A few people nearby all turn and
look in our direction. Ignoring the stares, I continue to laugh. “Oh my gosh,
Em. You’re too much. I picture you climbing the building like Spiderman and
shit. Oh God, that’s too funny,” I say, unable to stop my laughter.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “You
think I’m playing. I’d be camped out on that balcony waiting to pounce him.”
She lets out a small laugh at herself. “I think you’re crazy for not wanting to
be with him again. You said yourself he was amazing in bed…and huge! It’s not
like you’re getting any elsewhere.” She gives me a pointed look.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Well,
thanks for reminding me,” I say and roll my eyes. “I don’t know what you think
I’m supposed to do. I don’t have his number, and showing up to his place would
be desperate and sad. I won’t do that.”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> Emilie
lets out a dramatic sigh. “Whatever. Guess you’ll have to find you another man
tonight. He probably won’t be God-like, or be as good in bed, or have a
huge…”</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"> “Okay!”
I say, interrupting her sentence. “I get it. Let’s just go.”</p>
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<h2 style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #ce0818;"><b>Author
Bio</b>:</span></h2>
<p style="text-align: center;">Isabel Lucero is
a military wife who has been lucky enough to travel the world, and see some
amazing sights. She has been married to her best friend
for ten years, and together they have two of the most beautiful
children in the world. She and her husband are Junior High Sweethearts, a
couple who are truly meant to be togethe. One da, their love story might make
it into a book.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Isabel is the
middle name of the author, and Lucero is her maiden name. Together they create
her pen name. She was born in a small town in New Mexico, and was more than
happy to move far, far away. She is a collector of high heels and tattoos, and
is highly obsessed with both. She owns a crazy, little Miniature Pinscher who
thinks he's a Doberman. His name is Tyson.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Isabel has
always been an avid reader, able to devour books in a day or two. With her now
focusing on writing, the reading has slowed, but her love for reading is still
there.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Something
noteworthy is that Isabel loves to hear from her readers. Never hesitate to get
in touch. She's always willing and ready to talk about anything. If you enjoyed
this book, she encourages you to not only let her know, but let the world know.
Goodreads, Amazon, book blogs, groups, etc. She understands that word of mouth
is the best form of promotion.</p>
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