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a look at Lynn Burke & ‘Bowie’s Angel’ @AuthorLynnBurke @changelingpress #MCRomance #Erotic #Series

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Today we have author Lynn Burke visiting. Welcome!

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* Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

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~ Blurb ~

Can Bowie cut through the blindfold of lies and surrender to the truth in his heart?
* When a barely-legal blonde with a lithe, young body shows up at the Devil’s Outlaw MC strip joint to audition as a dancer, Ian “Bowie” Davies wants nothing more than to burrow between her long legs and claim her. She’s too young for his dominant side though, too innocent for the sharp edges of his darker desires. And way too hot to let another man touch her — a thought that has his hands itching to use his signature knives against any bastard who messes with his angel.
* Hannah Harris ran away from home at age eighteen, desperate to escape the prison of her strict parents. Determined to delight in the sins her father preaches against, she puts her ballet talents to work, using a stripper pole to make a living. Dancing for Bowie and his blade has her panting to explore some of the “firsts” she planned to save for her future husband.
* But when Bowie and his brothers attempt extortion beyond her parent’s ten-thousand dollar reward for Hannah’s safe return, she’s left with a difficult choice. Offer up the evidence to put the notorious biker gang behind bars, or protect Bowie and chalk the shit-show up as a lesson learned and begin her independent life anew — without the lying bastard who owns her heart.
* Can Bowie cut through the blindfold of lies on Hannah’s eyes and surrender the truth in his heart to win her back?
* *Warning: Spanking, anal sex, knife play

~ Excerpt ~

* The scent of evergreen and something warm and mouth-watering washed over me. I moved inside the office, every inch of my skin tingling.
* Framed pictures of nude women, in chains and gagged, tied up and panting, lined the walls, snaring my gaze and instantaneously dampening my panties. My lips parted before I could stop them sucking in a gasp. I’d seen my fair share of porn and naughty images since lighting out on my own, but none of them had turned me on in the way the stark black-and-white images on the office walls did.
* Perhaps it was the combination of the scent flooding my nose along with the images, but desire to be one of those women swept over me, and I bit my lower lip against the rush of warmth between my thighs.
* “Who are you?”
* A shiver slid over my skin as the sexy, raspy voice caressed my ears. I turned my focus on the brown-haired man behind the desk, and my heart seized, robbing me of breath.
* Caramel-colored eyes squinted from a clean-shaven face with the most alluring lips I’d ever set eyes on, perfectly bowed on top and plump on bottom. I wanted to lick across his mouth, see if he tasted like I’d always expected my first kiss would.
* He stood, and my gaze stalled on the tight, black T-shirt hugging every ripple of his upper body. My mouth flooded with drool, and I swallowed. Sinfully sexy. Hottest man on the planet. Temptation in the form of an apple like Satan must have offered Eve, and oh, how I wanted a bite.
* I gulped as he rounded the desk and approached me, moving like a lion, silently stalking me, crowding in close enough my feet shuffled backward on instinct. He followed until I bumped into the door I hadn’t even heard close behind me.
* I cursed myself from one end of D.C. to the other for how quickly timid, little Past Hannah took over my body, slouching me beneath his stare. I swallowed as I realized the heat in his eyes had nothing to do with anger, but pure lust, and I dropped my gaze from his, my heart in my throat.
* He brushed some of my hair over my shoulder, his fingertips grazing along the side of my neck before he clasped my nape in his hand and squeezed.
* A shudder rippled down through me, and I bit my lower lip to keep from moaning. My mind screamed danger, but my body screamed yes as he dipped his head, running his nose beneath my ear to my collarbone, his body like a furnace mere inches from me.
* “Mmm. Cotton candy.” He nuzzled the hollow of my throat, tightened his hold on my neck, and turned my head, sliding his nose up toward my other ear while clasping his other hand on my waist. His hot breath pebbled my skin. “If I licked you, would you melt on my tongue like sugar?”
* The man had complete control over me, something I vowed to myself would never happen again. “I-I think I’ve made a mistake,” I somehow managed to whisper past the thrumming pulse beneath the pad of his thumb.
* He pulled back enough to look me in the eyes, his slow smile revealed a dimple in his right cheek. If not for the door at my back, I would have swooned. “You’re right where you belong, sugar.”
* Oh, mercy, yes. My eyes clenched shut and I gulped.
* © Lynn Burke 2018

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Thank you for joining us here today, Lynn Burke! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

a look at ‘Don’t Hold Back’ By Lynn Burke #Contemporary #Romance @AuthorLynnBurke @changelingpress

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Don’t Hold Back
Darkest Desires 2
Publisher: Changeling Press
Heat Level: 4
#Contemporary, #Erotic, #Romance, #MayDecember, #Series, #HEA, #Novella

Kelly Sadel has lived her life by a feels-o-meter since showing emotion as a kid was a big no-no. A timid analyst and fur baby momma, she avoids anything that stirs up her boring life. Secretly, she crushes on the man who rides the elevator with her every morning—he’s a unicorn amidst an office full of conservative short-hairs. He also sets her nerves on edge, topping her feels-o’meter to the limit, an oh-no in her carefully constructed world.
Accidentally dumping a box of cupcakes on his loafers grabs his unwanted attention, and he isn’t too quick to let go.
Jamison Byrne has worked his way through the submissives at Monique’s club hoping to find his own little subbie. He wants a collared sub, a woman to enjoy mutual pleasure his ropes bring without getting emotionally involved beyond scening.
Manipulation comes easy from years of life beneath a narcissistic asshole’s thumb, and Jamison finally gets Kelly to relent—but with her only agreeing to be friends. Jamison sweeps in but finds his feet swept beneath him as her nurturing nature opens him in ways he never expected. Sure he has found his “person,” he needs to find a way to share his darker desires and get Kelly to stop holding back and feel. He knows he can set her free, but does she want him to? Can he help her find the courage to face the emotions that come with submitting her body—and heart?

 

PURCHASE LINKS:

 

ADULT EXCERPT:

He leaned down, close enough my breath caught, and we stopped moving with the music. “Give me the green light, Kelly.”
Mind blank, I blinked.
“If you don’t say no right now, I’m going to kiss you.”
“Yes,” I heard myself whisper. He must have read my lips because there’s no way he heard my voice above the band.
Jamison brushed his lips across mine, and everything but the thump of my heart faded to silence. Gentle sweeps of his soft mouth liquefied my bones, and I sagged against his hard chest.
One hand pulled me flush against him as the other cradled my nape, and oh, lordy, did I hang onto his shirt for dear life. He licked along the seam of my lips, and I opened, trembling and near weeping at the pure deliciousness of his kiss. His breath. His clasp on my neck—tender yet…dominant in his hold.
Wintergreen swarmed my senses along with the flavor of his mouth, the sweet, underlying taste of Jamison, and while my body was more than ready to be ravished, the feeling only intensified as the hardness trapped in his jeans pressed against my belly.
Gone. No other word for it. Caught up in a maelstrom of feeling easily topping a ten, I didn’t know what to do or think. Unable to even make a rational decision, I rode the wave, letting him lead.
Too soon, much too damn soon, he pulled back and rested his forehead on mine as we both fought for air. He started swaying again, our bodies still pressed tightly together, his grip on my neck lessening. Eventually, he began soothing his hand down my hair, and I closed my eyes, knowing I’d lost a major battle.
If Jamison asked me to go home with him, I wouldn’t hesitate, the jerk. He hadn’t gotten into my panties, but he sure as hell weaseled his way to the brink where I wanted him to reach inside my waistband and blow my damn mind.
He twisted his fist up in my hair and tipped my head back, the slight sting sending a pulse straight down to my pussy. The intensity in his dark eyes sent another rush of moisture between my thighs. My mind whispered yes to whatever question he planned on tossing out, my body so on board I wanted to cry.
“Dinner?”
What was up with me and the damn blinking? Simple idiot… He had to think that of me.
“Do you want to get some dinner?” he asked again, his lips quirking in a smirk.
I wanted to press against his hard-on and tell him I’d have a dose of that for dinner, but… I’m no notch. “Sure,” I managed.
© Lynn Burke 2018

Other books in the Darkest Desires Series:

ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

a look at ‘Without Condition’ by Lynn Burke #series #erotic #suspense @AuthorLynnBurke

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#Contemporary #Erotic #Romance #Suspense #Series #HEA #MayDecember
 

 Without Condition

Sandy Ridge 3
Heat Level: 4
Release Date: November 14, 2018

 *Be warned: Anal sex, spanking

Nothing but Kayla’s fingers and not-so-trusty vibrator have given her an orgasm in almost a year,

and the one man she’s hell-bent on breaking

her losing streak hides behind his badge. Detective “Hottie Pants” Ford thwarts her

every attempt at seduction, and even though vandalisms,

a trashed apartment, and physical assault keeps throwing them together,

he refuses to attempt a relationship ever again.

She sees past his façade into the man hiding his pain behind unbreakable rules

and inflexible conditions, but even after the fiery chemistry

between them ignites, she struggles to prove to him she is nothing like the woman

who jaded him for life.

Heartbroken, Kayla decides on a vacation to help her peace of mind—and ends

up at Sandy Ridge. With danger hot on her heels, can the

man she turns to first recognize Kayla for who she is? Will he give her the chance

she needs to let him know she wants him without condition,

before it’s too late?

 PURCHASE LINKS:

 Books2Read: https://www.books2read.com/b/bxZXkD

 Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07K2GCRL4

 ADULT EXCERPT:

Detective Ford’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “I can’t do this again.”
“Do what?” Kayla whispered even though he spoke as though to himself.
A muscle in his clenched jaw ticked, and it took him a few seconds to answer.
“Get involved.”
I’m not her, she thought to argue, but what did he know beyond the truth of her life? A rich
young woman over ten years his junior whose daddy spoiled her rotten…
Thinking he might turn on his heel and walk out without her even getting a chance
to taste his lips twisted Kayla’s
stomach.
“I don’t want a house and the picket fence, Detective.” The words spilled from her.
“Jacob,” he murmured, his gaze still on her lips.
“I don’t dream about rainbows and unicorns, Jacob,” Kayla whispered, her mind
set on having him, giving her more boldness than usual. “I
dream about your skin pressed against mine. Your mouth on my body,
giving me what I want.”
He blinked, his gaze jerking up to her eyes, and he lifted his chin just enough,
it felt as though he peered down at her. “Tell me what you want,
Kayla.”
Alpha and commanding… yes, please. Emboldened, Kayla looked up at him
through her lashes.
“I want you to fuck me.”
Jacob worked his jaw and thank fuck, lust rose to shimmer in his eyes.
“I’m not a gentle man.”
“I don’t want gentle.”
“I don’t do the cuddle and pillow talk bullshit after fucking a woman.”
All in, Kayla wasn’t about to hold back.
“Can’t cuddle and pillow talk if you bend me over the table in the back room.”
The man didn’t even flinch. “Conflict of interest, then.”
Kayla huffed a snort and dropped her arms, determined to win her way into the
damn man’s slacks. She approached on trembling legs,
her heartbeat pounding in her chest. His gray striped tie beckoned to her, and
she slid the material between two fingers, trailing downward until she reached the end. Her
fingertips rested on his belt buckle, and she lifted her gaze.
“Bullshit excuses,” she whispered.
His breath left in a rush, fanning her face with the scent of wintergreen.
“Kayla…”
“Jacob.” She quirked the corner of her lip.
War raged in his eyes, tensing his body looming over hers. That jaded, he probably
hadn’t been intimate with too many women since his ex.
“Can I touch you?” she asked, breathless as hell and soaked through the bit of
satin covering her throbbing pussy. Kayla slowly slid her hand
downward, and when Jacob didn’t stop her, she found his cock, hard and heavy
along his left thigh.
“You want me.”
His lips pursed, and Kayla squeezed his impressive girth, drawing a groan from
his chest deep enough his mouth parted.
“Yes.” The whispered confession left his lips, and he grabbed her, yanking her
full against his body. He crushed his mouth to hers before her
held breath escaped, his soft yet demanding lips spinning her head. One hand
fisted in her hair, Jacob tilted her head, thrusting his tongue
between her lips.
Kayla moaned and sagged against him as his tongue swept along hers, tasting and
devouring exactly as she’d hoped.
© Lynn Burke 2018

 ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

 Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories.
A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to
escape the reality of city life.