Play Me to Infinity – Sample Chapter

As this next week trickles by and you’re undoubtedly growing more and more impatient for the release of Play Me to Infinity, I figured you could use a heftier dose than a simple teaser. Enjoy!

Play Me
Release Date: March 29, 2016

Chapter 1

 

I sat at Fairfax, checking out the flavors of the evening while unwinding from a grueling day at the office.  It was slim pickings in the crowd, but the night was still young.

Sitting in the back corner at a table by herself, I spotted her.  Nicole.  I might have turned her unsavory attitude around where my brother-in-law, Jake, was concerned, but the woman now had a gun out for me.

Okay, so you’ve surmised that I’m single, perhaps even a player, and I’ll admit that you’re somewhat right.

I enjoy my bachelorhood… well, sort of.  I wouldn’t say that it’s the lifestyle I’d have chosen for myself, more like one chosen for me, thanks to my ex-fiancée.

Loving Tracey with everything I had hadn’t been good enough.  Despite the numerous warnings from friends, I had been living by the ‘denial is bliss’ adage until one day, the flip of her hair, the wiggle of her tight ass, and the batting of her lashes no longer clouded my perception.

After six months of dealing with her deceit, I shredded my devoted fiancé card and moved on.  I’ve been playing the field for a year and a half since.

Truth be told, I don’t have time for a relationship, as much as I’d prefer one.  I’m the CEO of Withers International, a multi-million-dollar company that specializes in public and government relations.  Need I say more?

Ben knocked me back into the present as he dropped himself in the seat across from me.  “Rough day?”

“Rough few months is more like it.”  I huffed out a breath.  “I need a new assistant.”

The man’s brows furrowed.  “You still haven’t gotten rid of Karen?”

A dry laugh escaped.  “You mean Tania.”  I didn’t have the gall to look at my friend, knowing I’d be met with his disapproving look, and rightly so.  As of late, there was quite the revolving door where my PA’s were concerned.

“Why do you do this to yourself?”

Okay, so I may have overstepped the boundaries on employer-employee relations.  In my defense, they were the ones who approached me, not the other way around.

Ben shook his head at me.  “Tracey really did fuck you up.  This is ridiculous.”

I took a swig from my beer and let out a loud tension-filled sigh while leaning my bottle in my best friend’s direction.  “You don’t know the half of it.”

 

It was late, and despite the fact that I’d made it out tonight, my interest in entertaining a possible suitor to cap off my day was lost once Ben returned to his bartending duties.

What about Nikki?  As soon as the thought occurred, I almost choked on my last sip of beer.  I would have to be desperate – no, insane – to even approach that man-eater.

Despite my intent on ignoring the woman who had eyed daggers at me all night, I turned my gaze toward the table she had been occupying to find that she was no longer there.

Nicole was a beautiful woman, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t remember much about her from our childhood.  Hell, she’d practically been a sister; and harassing her and my sister had been one of mine and Ben’s favorite pastimes.  In our later years however, she became skittish, always quick to leave the room as soon as I entered it.  The teenager I’d been had always wondered about the possibility of her having a school-girl crush.  I have to say that I enjoyed cornering her to see that blush, especially that last summer before Mom and Dad picked up and moved us all to Austin.

Shaking the memories from my mind, I left my empty bottle on the table.  As I turned to leave, I plowed into a tiny body.  Bracing my hands on the soft skin of slim shoulders to prevent the person from toppling over, I found myself staring down into bright green pools laced with flames that were Nicole’s eyes.

What color do they turn when…?  I groaned at the imagery that flashed through my mind.  Forget it, bud, there’s no way in hell that you want to go there.

“Watch where you’re going.”

“Sorry,” I mumbled, my voice a few octaves lower than normal.

“D-do you mind moving?”

Her unsettled demeanor had me smirking.  “Do I make you nervous, Little Nikki?”

As I let go of her shoulders, she stepped back.

“No.”  She gave me a saccharine smile, but her eyes showed mischievousness.  “You make me nauseous.  Now, get out of my way.”

As she made to pass me, I grasped her elbow.  “You know,” I leaned toward her ear, the subtlety of her scent clouding my thoughts momentarily, “if you’re ever looking for someone to help you get that stick out of your ass, I’d be more than-”

The claws came out.  “Bite me!”

“I’d love to, sugar.”  I grinned, pulling away just in time to see her face turn a delightful shade of pink.  Yes, that blush was still as much fun to bring about now as it was back in the day.

As quick as our interaction occurred, it ended when she turned and trotted off.

My gaze turned to follow her exiting the bar.  I let out a low whistle as I watched those hips sway in that skirt of hers.  Her rounded ass filled the material to perfection and images of that luscious derrière, bent over as I took her from behind began playing in my head.

Damn!  It’s too bad she’s as cold as ice.

And that was my cue to head home.

 

I came to a stop in front of my large four-bedroom house and sighed.  Purchased to avoid the cramped lofts and high-rise condos, it was a constant reminder of the dream I once had of a home filled with children and a woman to worship.  Nowadays, all I had to look forward to was the cold beer in my fridge, my comfortable furniture, and a house filled with silence.

Silence.  It was always there when you didn’t want it, and never there when you needed it.

Over the last eighteen months, I kept my new façade intact, my machismo held close to the vest in an effort to mask that I was a family man to the core.  Being honest, I was miserable.  Lonely.

Maybe it’s time to take a chance?  It had been two years since I’d left Tracey, a year and a half since I chose to have absolutely nothing to do with my ex.

Danica, Jake, and so many others disagree with the casualness with which I treated my suitors, but they understood why I did it.  Well, most of them, with the exception of my sister’s judgmental best friend, Nicole that is.

So why wasn’t I going for it after two years?

The answer was simple: I was scared.

As I settled into bed, I came to realize that maybe it was time I let go of my pessimism where relationships were concerned.

Want more where that came from? Pre-order your ebook copy of Play Me to Infinity right now and be one of the first to discover how Mike’s journey turns out!

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Cover Reveal!!!

Tis the moment you’ve all been waiting for – the cover reveal for Play Me to Infinity, Book 3 in The Broken Men Chronicles’ series – is here! Watch for it to drop live on March 29, 2016!

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Blurb

It’s all about misconceptions…

Burned by his ex-fiancée, Mike Withers traded in his dream of a family and home of his own, complete with the white picket fence, and submersed himself in work. And entertaining the occasional lady.

So, when he relocated to Jacksonville to take over as CEO of Withers International, and be closer to his sister’s family, he never imagined he’d find himself at a crossroads.

Once a player, always a player, right? Wrong! At least, that’s what Mike now has to prove to Nicole Baxter…

Combine Nikki’s games with a problematic mélange of exes, and Mike quickly realizes he’s heading down one of two roads – heartache, or the life he thought he had given up. Ultimately, the choice is his to make.

Maybe his ex wasn’t the one? Maybe he’d given up too soon? And maybe happiness lay in the form of a feisty, argumentative, tiny package in a tight skirt – with the ability to turn any argument into foreplay?

What people are saying about Mike’s journey…

“Her low key yet intricately crafted descriptions invite her readers in.”

“Decevito is quickly becoming an author who will stand out in a crowd. I wouldn’t hesitate to recommend this sinfully sweet story to anyone.”

“Play Me to Infinity is another great love story. I highly recommend the series as the writing is smooth, the story-line engrossing, and the characters are ones you want to get to know. Its a quick read and one that will leave you smiling.”

“I can read this story over and over again. This story was certainly not boring! I would compare it to an erotica romantic suspense. A little bit for everybody!”

Teaser

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What else is there?

It may only be live as of March 29, but why not pre-order your own ebook copy at $0.99. Available for Kindle now!

As time inches toward Release Day – too slow for some of you I’m sure – stay tuned for more information about more pre-order links, contests, give-aways, and more about this series!

Sore Indulgences – #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors

You’ve got to love the beginning of a new day! Well, this week’s theme for My Sexy Saturday just so happens to be A Sexy Morning.

With no further ado, here’s a small excerpt from Book 1 of The Broken Men Chronicles series entitled Once Written, Twice Shy.

Once Written Twice Shy

A strand of her blonde hair fell in her face and I brushed it off to the side, tucking it behind her ear.  My eyes never left hers.

“Good morning,” she said.  She blushed and buried her head into the pillow with a groan.

“What’s that for?”

“I was thinking about what we did last night,” she said into the pillow.

I laughed.  “I take it that you enjoyed it?”

She lifted her head.  The twinkle in her eyes had returned.  “Enjoyed, you could say that, more like over-indulged.  I’m a little sore because someone used me well last night.”

“I think I can finagle a cure that might help with that,” I said, “for later.”

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About Once Written, Twice Shy

After a bitter marriage, Paxton seeks respite from his loss.  Rediscovering his writing, he never expected creating a piece worthy of reading nor for two unsuspecting paths to cross in the most unconventional of ways.

Thousands of miles separated them, yet he’d never felt closer to anyone.  Finding out that happiness and love was attainable again, was one thing.  Having Alissa, was another.

When the two meet, sparks fly, chemistry is beyond explosive, and emotions reach a boiling point.  Their brief love affair ignited the fuse but what Paxton neglected to anticipate was that his son would fall for the sweet, meek demurred woman in Alissa or the fact the woman would be their salvation…in more ways than one.

Don’t go just yet! Check out what other authors have out there, or better yet, submit your favorite snippet yourself! 7 words, 7 sentences, 7 paragraphs… choose your pleasure and submit by clicking CLICK HERE!

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Frisky Allie – #SexySnippets

At a celebratory dinner with Paxton, Alissa decides to show us more of her frisky side in this week’s Sexy Snippets for The Nuthouse Scribblers. You’ve got to love a woman who knows what she wants and Alissa sure proves that in Once Written, Twice Shy.

Once Written Twice Shy

“I’ll tell you what I crave, Paxton,” she said, nipping my jaw and pulled away enough to look me in the eyes.  “I want your lips all over me.  I want to feel your hands caress my skin.  I need your hard throbbing dick inside my wet pussy.”  She smirked when my fork fell out of my hand and I was forced to clamp my dropped jaw shut to swallow the sudden abundance of saliva that had materialized.  “Baby, I want you so deep inside of me that when we fall apart, I want to do it again, and again, and-”

I grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and crushed my lips to hers. 

#MySexySaturday

Welcome to another installment of My Sexy Saturday!  We’re back with The Broken Men Chronicles series where our guy  Paxton sure seems to know how to get a girl to give him what he wants.  Check out his methods of persuasion in Once Written, Twice Shy!

Once Written Twice Shy
I kissed down to one of her breasts and took a nipple into my mouth.  I made her gasp as my tongue twirled around her erect peak, giving it enough attention before I switched to the other.  Her breathing picked up.

“You,” I said between kisses, as I headed south, “can have this,” I paused, wrapping my fingers around the waistband of her undies and pulled them down, “every night.”  I hovered above her core and blew hot air before giving her a quick flick of my tongue, causing her hips to arch up in want and a whimper to escape her parted lips.

“Oh…” she said, her face flushed from her arousal, its scent permeating the valley of her legs.

“Say you’ll stay with me, Alissa,” I said before sucking on her clit.

“Oh, my God!  I-I…”  I nipped at the pearl and she jumped.  “Ah!  Pax, what’s gotten into you?”

“Say it,” I growled as I slid two fingers into her heated core and felt her clamp down on them.  “Say it Allie.  I love you, let’s be together.”  I could tell that she was overwhelmed by the sensations I was inflicting on her; maybe too much so for her to answer.  I stopped the thrusting of my fingers.  She whimpered at the loss of movement.

“I-I’ll stay with you,” she said as I followed through and sent her over the edge.

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About Once Written, Twice Shy

After a bitter marriage, Paxton seeks respite from his loss.  Rediscovering his writing, he never expected creating a piece worthy of reading nor for two unsuspecting paths to cross in the most unconventional of ways.

Thousands of miles separated them, yet he’d never felt closer to anyone.  Finding out that happiness and love was attainable again, was one thing.  Having Alissa, was another.

When the two meet, sparks fly, chemistry is beyond explosive, and emotions reach a boiling point.  Their brief love affair ignited the fuse but what Paxton neglected to anticipate was that his son would fall for the sweet, meek demurred woman in Alissa or the fact the woman would be their salvation…in more ways than one.

But don’t go just yet! Check out what other authors have out there, or better yet, submit your favorite snippet yourself! 7 words, 7 sentences, 7 paragraphs… choose your pleasure and submit by clicking HERE!