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I may have a crush on Lexi Ryan. Okay, there is no ‘may’ here, I have<\/strong><\/em> a girl crush on Lexi Ryan. I lurved the Here and Now Series and I have been waiting with bated breath for her to come out with newbie novels for me to gush and babble happily about to people who do not read books about and care even less about my interests. But I don’t wait on her books merely to bore my enemies and family, I truly can’t wait to devour the joy of her efforts.\u00a0This is a woman who wisely and believably creates the fiction that makes your inner critic want to argue about the details but it’s way too busy fanning itself from it’s bookgasm to fuss! I cannot wait for Something Reckless! Do me up, Lexi Ryan, I am your book reviewing slave!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n He talks dirty to me, but I don\u2019t know his name.<\/p>\n He wants to tie me up, but I don\u2019t know his face.<\/p>\n He turns me on, but I couldn\u2019t point him out in a crowd.<\/p>\n I\u2019ve fallen for an anonymous stranger, and tonight the anonymity ends. Tonight I want more than typed secrets and texted promises. I want something reckless. Heat. Passion. The thrill of being entirely possessed.<\/p>\n Because I suspect this anonymous stranger isn\u2019t a stranger at all.<\/p>\n Lizzy Thompson met riverrat69 online through Something Real, a service promising to deliver meaningful relationships by forbidding its users to share names or photos until they\u2019ve reached a certain benchmark. She was looking for love. He was researching an investment. They hit it off. Talked and flirted, hid behind screen names and cartoon avatars.<\/p>\n Now they\u2019re breaking the rules and meeting in person. But Liz is prepared. She\u2019s picked up hints and followed clues.<\/p>\n She\u2019s ninety-percent convinced she\u2019s discovered the identity of her dirty-talking online friend.<\/p>\n She wonders if her ex-lover Sam Bradshaw knows her identity too.<\/p>\n When she rolls the dice on one reckless night, her chance at something real could crumble.<\/p>\n Purchase Something Reckless:<\/strong><\/p>\n Not Available Yet Expected release for SOMETHING REAL: February 2015<\/strong><\/p>\n Description not available.<\/p>\n Purchase Something Real:<\/strong><\/p>\n Not Available Yet<\/p>\n Lexi Ryan’s Web Tracks: <\/strong><\/p>\n Website<\/a> | Facebook<\/a> | Twitter<\/a> | Google+<\/a> | Goodreads<\/a> | Amazon Author Page<\/a> | Pinterest<\/a><\/p>\n Lexi Ryan on All The Things Inbetween:<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Makin’ The Love Monday – All For This by Lexi Ryan<\/a> Lexi Ryan’s Books:<\/strong><\/p>\n The last thing I remember is having drinks at Brady\u2019s and trying to avoid eye-contact with my life-long crush\u2014the gorgeous, unattainable Maximilian Hallowell. They tell me that was a year ago, but I have no memories of anything since then. What I do have is this ring on my finger that Max says he gave me, and this much-thinner body I\u2019ve dreamed of most of my life. Aside from a case of retrograde amnesia, everything seems almost…perfect.<\/p>\n But the deeper I immerse myself into this new world of mine\u2014planning a wedding to a man I don’t remember dating, attempting to run a business I don’t remember starting\u2014the clearer it becomes that nothing is as it seems. Do I have the life I\u2019ve always wanted or is it a facade propped up by secrets I don’t even know I have?<\/p>\n I need answers before I marry Max, and the only person who seems to have them is the angry, tatted, sexy-as-sin rocker Nate Crane. And Nate wants me for himself.<\/p>\n Purchase Lost In Me:<\/strong><\/p>\n Amazon<\/a> | Amazon-UK<\/a> | B&N<\/a> | iTunes<\/a> | Kobo<\/a><\/p>\n Lost in Me Excerpt:<\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t understand what this is like. Not remembering? I\u2019m planning a wedding to this man I\u2019ve wanted most of my life. Don\u2019t I owe it to him\u2014don\u2019t I owe it to myself<\/i>\u2014to have the truth out there before we promise until death do us part?\u201d<\/p>\n Even in the moonlight, I can see the pain in his eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cI just need answers.\u201d I lift my chin and move toward the back wall of the house, toward him. Immediately, I regret the decision because his lips curve into a wicked smile and he closes what distance is left between us. \u201cI need the truth,\u201d I whisper weakly.<\/p>\n \u201cThe truth? Is that what you really want, angel?\u201d His deep voice dances over my skin like a caress. A little tender. A lot wicked.<\/p>\n I can\u2019t reply. I\u2019m too busy holding my breath. Too deep of an inhale might brush my breasts against his chest, and I\u2019m afraid to touch him. Afraid of what it might make me feel.<\/p>\n As if he can read my mind, he takes another step closer, and when I step to the side to turn away, I\u2019m against the wall and his body is against mine, his hot breath at my ear.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you want to know what it was like between us?\u201d he whispers.<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n I realize my mistake when a groan rumbles from his chest. \u201cShould I start with how wet you were every time I touched you? Or maybe how you begged me that first night?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHave you been telling yourself some wicked rocker seduced you? That I tricked you into my bed? Sorry. You asked for the truth. You begged. Right there outside the club, you begged me until I ripped your panties off and you were too busy biting my neck to talk anymore. Is that what you\u2019re hoping to remember? How you wanted me so badly you let me finger you out in the open, against that building where anyone could have seen?\u201d<\/p>\n My breathing is uneven, my cheeks hot. When I press into his chest to put some distance between us, my traitorous hands curl into his shirt instead.<\/p>\n He makes a low growling sound at the back of his throat. His teeth nip at my earlobe. Lightning cracks in the sky behind him. \u201cYou might have forgotten me, but you still like dirty talk, don\u2019t you? And maybe if I made you come now, you\u2019d still scream my name. Because you always screamed my<\/i> name, Hanna. Never his.\u201d<\/p>\n I gasp. \u201cYou are horrible.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you really upset about? That you wanted me? Or that even as you stand here wearing his ring, you\u2019re secretly hoping I\u2019ll tell you about it. Secretly wishing you could remember all the details.\u201d<\/p>\n Torn between two men\u2026<\/p>\n When I woke up after the accident, I couldn\u2019t remember anything from the last year\u2014including my relationship with Max Hallowell or anything about Nate Crane. Now my memories are returning, but instead of answering my questions, they\u2019re leaving me with more.<\/p>\n The man who broke my heart and wants to be my future\u2026<\/p>\n Max is all I ever wanted, and now he wants to marry me. He\u2019ll do everything he can to fill my life with love, family, and security. I need those things now more than ever. But can I trust him?<\/p>\n The man who stole my heart and wants to let me go\u2026<\/p>\n Nate never made me promises, and I never asked him to. I\u2019d been on the rebound, looking for a distraction, and he made me feel beautiful and wanted when I needed to feel those things most. He says he has to let me go, but what if I can\u2019t let go of him?<\/p>\n With every revelation and every passing day, I feel more like Alice down the rabbit hole. I\u2019m falling. Who will catch me?<\/p>\n Fall to You is the second book in the Here and Now series. It is not a stand-alone and is intended to be read following Lost in Me. Hanna\u2019s story concludes in book three, All for This.<\/p>\n Purchase Fall To You:<\/strong><\/p>\n Amazon<\/a> | B&N<\/a> | iTunes<\/a> | Kobo<\/a> | Smashwords<\/a><\/p>\n Fall To You Excerpt:<\/strong><\/p>\n He pushes one dress strap off my shoulder and tugs on the fabric until one lace-covered breast is exposed.<\/p>\n He groans softly. \u201cYour bra matches your panties.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened to those?\u201d<\/p>\n With a boyish grin, he produces them from the pocket of his jeans. I take them and hold them up. They\u2019re ruined. Torn at both hips. And I\u2019m not the slightest bit upset about it.<\/p>\n I prop my hands on my hips in a pretend pout. \u201cNow what am I going to put on after our shower?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf I have my way? Not a damn thing.\u201d<\/p>\n Dropping his head, he puts his mouth to my breast and sucks me through the lace. The sensation is too much\u2014the wet heat of his tongue, the rough texture of the lace, the painful pleasure of his rough mouth. I cry out, and the sound echoes against the walls.<\/p>\n Before I realize what he\u2019s doing with his hands, my dress falls away, puddling at my ankles and leaving me standing there in nothing but my bra and my strappy heels. He slowly drags his mouth from my breast, and my nipple puckers harder in the cool air as Nate steps back to take me in.<\/p>\n This is the part I hate. Men\u2019s assessing eyes on all my imperfections\u2014the stretch marks at my breasts, the extra fat around my stomach, the cellulite on my ass and at the tops of my thighs. There\u2019s nothing sexy about any of these parts of me. And there\u2019s nothing that turns me off more than the disappointment in men\u2019s eyes when they get me naked. It wasn\u2019t like that with Max. But then again, I\u2019ve never let him see me naked\u2014not entirely. And by the time he saw me semi-nude, he was already in love with me.<\/p>\n Or you thought he was.<\/i><\/p>\n I focus on Nate and will myself to stop thinking about Max. I won\u2019t let my broken heart ruin this night. This isn\u2019t about love or men who make you feel whole. This is about sex and pleasure and\u2014<\/p>\n Nate lifts his eyes back to mine, and what I see there brings my overactive brain to a screeching halt. Not disappointment. No. The heat in his eyes is undeniable. And it\u2019s for me.<\/p>\n \u201cYou couldn\u2019t be more perfect, Hanna.\u201d<\/p>\n I look down, confused. Has someone else\u2019s body magically replaced mine, because\u2026? It\u2019s true that I\u2019ve toned up a bit in these last months while working out with Max, lost maybe ten pounds, but I still don\u2019t have anything near the bodies my sisters have. I\u2019m still the size-sixteen embarrassment I\u2019ve been since adolescence.<\/p>\n Nate tilts my chin up with his thumb. He cocks his head as he studies me. \u201cYou really don\u2019t know, do you? Our conversation earlier wasn\u2019t just an act. You have no idea how gorgeous you are.\u201d<\/p>\n I want to shrug it off, but he\u2019s looking at me so intently, I know he expects an answer. \u201cI\u2019ve never been with a guy who was\u2026into big girls.\u201d<\/p>\n He grunts. \u201cIs that what you think this is? Some sort of fetish?\u201d<\/p>\n I shrug and drop my gaze to his throat.<\/p>\n \u201cHanna, I\u2019m not \u2018into big girls,\u2019 as you put it. I like women. Beautiful women. Women who have curves.\u201d He steps forward and twists the front clasp on my bra until it releases. The straps slide off my shoulders, and the bra falls to the floor. \u201cI like breasts,\u201d he murmurs, cupping mine in his hands and brushing his thumbs over my nipples.<\/p>\n I shudder at his touch, that knot of pleasure tightening between my legs.<\/p>\n He steps closer, and my breasts press against his chest. He slides his hands around my back and down until they\u2019re cupping my butt. \u201cAnd I\u2019m not ashamed to say, I\u2019m a bit of an ass man.\u201d He squeezes. \u201cFabulous to look at and something to fill my hands when I\u2019m fucking you from behind.\u201d<\/p>\n My breath catches at the image. Fucking me from behind<\/i>. No doubt he wouldn\u2019t be talking to me like that if he had any idea how inexperienced I am.<\/p>\n \u201cNate\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n The sight of him dropping to his knees cuts me off. \u201cAnd this.\u201d He presses his mouth against the curve of my belly. \u201cI\u2019ve been with women who have flat stomachs and women who are soft here. Beauty comes in different shapes, colors, and sizes. There\u2019s no cookie cutter for sexy.\u201d<\/p>\n At the gentle pressure on the inside of my thighs, I widen my stance instinctively, bracing myself on the counter as the most intimate part of me is exposed to him. I shudder as he takes two fingers and traces some invisible line from just below my pubic bone to my center.<\/p>\n \u201cThis,\u201d he murmurs. He lifts his gaze to mine and touches his fingers to his lips for a moment. \u201cHow turned on you get when I touch you? When I talk to you? It\u2019s is the sexiest fucking thing in world.\u201d<\/p>\n What if you would never remember the day you made the most important decision of your life?<\/p>\n That\u2019s what they\u2019re telling me about the day of my accident\u2014the day I put on Max\u2019s ring and chose him over Nate. I\u2019m counting on the wisdom behind a decision I don\u2019t remember making.<\/p>\n Max is amazing\u2014sexy, sweet, and kind. I was starting to believe happily-ever-after might be in my future after all. Then the unthinkable happened and my world imploded. If I\u2019m going to make this work with Max, I need my missing memories, or at least answers from about those five days before my accident.<\/p>\n But what does my future hold if those answers aren\u2019t anything like I imagined?<\/p>\n Purchase All For This:<\/strong><\/p>\n Amazon<\/a>\u00a0| Amazon-UK<\/a>\u00a0| B&N<\/a> | iTunes<\/a> | Kobo<\/a> |\u00a0Google Play<\/a><\/p>\n Max<\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cHow are you holding up? Did it go okay with Nate last night?\u201d<\/p>\n She stiffens at his name. \u201cHe asked me to move to LA.\u201d<\/p>\n Of course he did. \u201cAnd what did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n She blinks at me. \u201cI\u2019m not leaving New Hope. This is my home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe wanted more than for you to move to LA.\u201d I take a step closer. I need to touch her. I wonder if she knows she\u2019s pulling away from me, if she can feel it like I can. It\u2019s as if we\u2019re connected by a thousand little threads like those in a woven rug and they\u2019ve been breaking one at a time since the moment Nate came back into town. With every breath, I feel another thread snap. \u201cHe wanted you<\/i>.\u201d<\/p>\n She shrugs. \u201cI\u2019m already taken.\u201d<\/p>\n I draw in a deep breath. She lifts her hand to my face and skims her fingers along my jaw.<\/p>\n I groan softly and slide my hand into her hair as I lower my mouth to hers. She\u2019s soft and sweet, and I need more of her.<\/p>\n Taking a fistful of her skirt, I yank her dress up around her waist and find the cotton of her panties. She gasps, and I rub her through the fabric as her fingers curl into my back. My lips find her neck and the skin in the sensitive juncture of neck and shoulder.<\/p>\n \u201cMax,\u201d she says. But it\u2019s not the normal breathy, needy whispering of my name. The word is a warning. A yield sign. \u201cMax.\u201d<\/p>\n My hand stills and I pull back to look into her eyes. I\u2019m blindsided by the apology I see there. \u201cLet\u2019s move in together.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d She blinks at me. If she\u2019s thinking I have the world\u2019s worst timing with important proposals, she\u2019s not wrong.<\/p>\n \u201cWe could rent out our apartments and use the money to rent a little place together. Someplace without those stairs that scare the living shit out of me every time I think of you climbing them. Someplace we can make our own.\u201d I take her hand and squeeze. \u201cYou didn\u2019t want to move in together last spring because you knew your mom would flip if you lived with a guy before marriage, but we\u2019re not trying to maintain appearances anymore, are we?\u201d She looks at the floor, and I tilt her chin back up so her eyes meet mine. \u201cI could give two shits about appearances. I want to wake up with you in my arms, Hanna. I want to know I\u2019m going to be right there when you need me, every time you need me. You and Claire are all that matter in my world. I want everything that matters to be what I come home to every night.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d She steps back. \u201cI just can\u2019t. I\u2019m too confused right now.\u201d<\/p>\n My lungs burn as I fill them\u2014it hurts to breathe in a world where Hanna isn\u2019t mine.<\/p>\n \u201cI know it\u2019s not fair. And I want a future with you, but\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut you can\u2019t stop thinking about him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t move in with you right now,\u201d she says softly. \u201cThat wouldn\u2019t be fair to either of us. It\u2019s not that simple.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou keep saying that.\u201d<\/p>\n I swallow back the rest of what I want to say right along with my anger, frustration, and the betrayal I\u2019ve never allowed myself to feel. While I was waiting for her to take my ring, she was with another man, and I was never allowed to be angry because that man died and she needed to grieve.<\/p>\n I drag a hand through my hair and look at the ceiling. \u201cWas it that simple when you made love to him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCan we not do this?\u201d<\/p>\n Torment is etched across her face, and I can\u2019t stand to know I\u2019m the one who put it there. I pull her against my chest.<\/p>\n \u201cI won\u2019t rush you, but remember something for me,\u201d I whisper into her hair. \u201cYou put on my ring.\u201d<\/p>\n Follow all the updates for this blog by visiting and liking The All The Things Inbetween Facebook page. Click the banner to enter the ring!<\/strong><\/p>\n![\"Blog-Separater2\"](\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/havecoffeeneedbooks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/Blog-Separater2.jpg?resize=400%2C80&ssl=1\")
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