Alien Adoration
Alien Next Door book 1
By Jessica E.
Subject
Erotic Sci-Fi
Romance
ISBN:
978-0991932009
Erotic dreams fill her with need…
Night after night, Rachel fantasizes
about her sexy, playboy neighbor. But in her small town, no one changes, least
of all the bad boy next door. But when Luke rescues her not once but twice from
disastrous dates, she dares to believe her knight in black leather armor may be
the right man for her after all.
Until she learns the truth...
Life on Earth has never been easy for
Luke. Stranded as a little boy, he struggled to craft an existence for himself,
but he never forgot the first human he met--and he never stopped wanting to see
her again. Returning to Hanton, Luke longs for Rachel. Yet, nothing goes as he
plans, and Rachel barely notices him. Convincing her he isn't like all the
jerks she's dated means telling her the truth, but can she handle it?
Can she overcome her fears, or will she deny her alien adoration and
leave him stranded once more?
Excerpt:
“Need a lift?”
The voice was deep and masculine, one she didn’t hear
very often, but would recognize anywhere. Luke. Wonderful! He wouldn’t talk
to me before, but now that I’m topless and sopping wet, he notices me.
She circled slowly to stare at the leather-clad figure
sitting atop his motorcycle. The visor of his helmet covered most of his face,
leaving only his luscious lips and deep, jutting chin, covered in light
stubble, exposed. What would they feel like against her lips? Between her legs?
Her body tingled.
“Earth to Rachel. Do you need a lift, or should I
leave you here in the pouring rain?”
Oh God, he knows my name. Since they’d never actually talked—she’d only heard
him greeting his dates—her name on his lips came as a surprise. “Um, yes, I’d
appreciate a ride.” On his Harley, and if she was lucky, in his bed. Anywhere.
Her romance-first rule didn’t apply to him. He’d already seduced her plenty in
her dreams.
Remaining on his bike, he yanked a helmet from his
saddlebag and held it out to her. “What happened to your pretty blouse?”
Pretty blouse? He’d seen her earlier? “I….” Fluttering rolled through
her stomach. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
She grabbed the helmet from him, fit it over her
soaked hair, and buckled the chinstrap. Straddling the seat behind him, she
fumbled with her hands, wondering where to place them, no bar behind her to
hold on to. Oh, what it would be like to wrap her arms around him, lean against
his wide back covered in leather. But what if he didn’t want her to touch him?
Luke pushed off from the curb. “I suggest you hold
onto me or you’re going to fall off.”
The bike lurched forward with a roar. She clasped her
hands around his waist, her fingers coming together temptingly close to his
manhood, cheek pressed to his cowskin jacket. His deep chuckle reverberated
across her skin.
“I told you to hang on.”
And she could lean on him forever. Being so close to
him with pure raw power between her legs moved her better than any fantasy she had
ever created. But what is going to happen when he takes me home? Or will he
invite me to his house instead?
She pressed her lips together. Sure, she wanted to
know what lay under his tight pants, but she refused to be another conquest. I
can’t handle it.
He drove into her driveway too soon, leaning the bike
over enough for her to slip off. She removed the helmet and handed it back to
him. “Thank you. I appreciate the ride.”
Tucking the helmet away, he nodded. “You want to come
over for coffee?”
That and more. Though she refused to go anywhere in
her state of disarray. “Um, no, I’m kind of wet.”
“Another time, then?”
She nodded. Shit, why did I say no? They
could strip down together and have all kinds of fun. But he drove away before
she had a chance to retract her words.
Just Another
Wedding – Part Two
A romance serial
based on Alien Adoration
© by Jessica E.
Subject
The man’s face paled. “Oh, I’m sorry, Miss. I thought you were someone
else.”
At least he didn’t call me Ma’am. Though, she’d never been mistaken for another person.
Not since the show started, anyway.
Pepper shrugged. “It’s all right. Who did you think I was?” Best to make
sure he wasn’t trying a pick-up line she hadn’t yet heard.
“I thought you were from Hanton. But when you turned around, I realized
my mistake.” He stuck out his hand. “I’m Bill, Rachel’s former boss.”
She offered her hand in return, surprised by his firm yet gentle grip.
He didn’t crush her knuckles together like other guys had tried to that night.
“Pepper. I’m....” If he didn’t already know who she was, she didn’t plan
on telling him. No point in giving him false hope. “A friend of Luke.”
“He sure is a popular guy. Considering neither of them have any
surviving family, it’s nice that so many of their friends came, especially
those from the show he was on for a bit.”
“Yeah, that home improvement show.” Time to test whether he was playing
her. “What was it called again?”
He shrugged, his mouth twisting to the side. “I don’t know. I hate to
admit it, but I’ve never seen it.”
***
“Really?” She smiled, her eyes sparkling.
No woman had ever looked at him or glanced his way lately without an
expression of pity or disdain. And during his recent divorce settlement, his
ex-wife wouldn’t even turn his way, as if their five years together meant
nothing.
He sucked in a deep breath. “Yes. I just haven’t had the time. Though, I
guess I should have watched it with so many people here tonight from the show.”
“Phew.” She stepped forward, adjusting the boutonnière on his lapel.
“I’m glad I’m not the only one.”
Blood rushed straight to his cock. He hadn’t come to the wedding to pick
up, only to support Rachel and Luke as one of the ushers. But that didn’t stop
his libido from craving more. His hand wasn’t cutting it anymore. Besides, the
worst possible answer was no. And that would never hurt as much as finding his
wife in the pool, fucking the town’s male slut.
He balled his fists, trying to conjure up the courage. “Would you like
to get a drink? I think the hotel bar is still open. And we can talk about what
other shows we don’t watch.”
God, that sounded so lame. Though he’d never had the need to pick up women in his
earlier years. Every girlfriend in his life had asked him out. And that added
up to two.
Pepper’s smile widened.
He held his breath, bracing for her rejection.
“Sure, I’d like that. And maybe you can tell me what it’s like to be the
bank manager in the small town of Hanton.”
Hallelujah! He dug his fingers into his palms, resisting the urge to fist pump the
air. Maybe tonight won’t be a total bust
after all.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jessica Subject
is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet
to erotica. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You
may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous.
When Jessica
isn't reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and
walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.
Jessica lives in
Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to
hear from her readers.
Jessica is a
member of RWA and the Toronto Romance Writers chapter, EPIC, and Savvy Authors.
She blogs weekly at Backward
Momentum, and monthly at Paranormal
Romantics. You can find her at jessicasubject.com
and on twitter @jsubject.
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ReplyDeleteIt depends on how that alien looks. If it's not scary looking I would approach him :)
ReplyDeleteYes, it's surprising how much looks can make a difference. Thank you, Giedre! :)
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LOL Me too. Thanks for visiting! :)
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ReplyDelete-Kara
Thank you, Kara! It was a lot of fun to write a romance serial related to my story. :-)
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