PENSO DI ESSERMI INNAMORATO DI TE,
E SO CHE È SBAGLIATO.
E SO CHE È SBAGLIATO.
XO, Zach by Kendall Ryan
Genere: Contemporary Romance
Data di pubblicazione: 23 Gennaio 2018
Acquista: Amazon | Kobo | iBooks
Genere: Contemporary Romance
Data di pubblicazione: 23 Gennaio 2018
Acquista: Amazon | Kobo | iBooks
The first time we met was at a party.
Your ex arrived to show off the person he'd left you for last month, and you asked me to pretend to be your date.
I was more than happy to help. You were attractive, smart and witty--and that kiss we shared? It left me wanting you for days.
The second time we met was in my office on campus where we were both surprised to discover you were the new master’s degree student in poetry that I would be working with. You promised to be professional. I did no such thing.
The late nights and intense study sessions spent alongside you majorly throw me off my game. I want you, and I fight with myself daily over this fact.
I know I'm crass, that my sexual innuendos and dirty mouth annoy you, but I live for those two bright spots of color in your cheeks. If that's the only reaction I can get out of you, I'll gladly take it.
You hate Mondays so every Monday I slip an anonymous poem into your bag and your smile gets me through the week.
I think I'm falling for you, and I know it's wrong. I know that I'm only supposed to be your adviser and nothing more, but here's the thing. I think you're falling for me too.
xo, Zach
Your ex arrived to show off the person he'd left you for last month, and you asked me to pretend to be your date.
I was more than happy to help. You were attractive, smart and witty--and that kiss we shared? It left me wanting you for days.
The second time we met was in my office on campus where we were both surprised to discover you were the new master’s degree student in poetry that I would be working with. You promised to be professional. I did no such thing.
The late nights and intense study sessions spent alongside you majorly throw me off my game. I want you, and I fight with myself daily over this fact.
I know I'm crass, that my sexual innuendos and dirty mouth annoy you, but I live for those two bright spots of color in your cheeks. If that's the only reaction I can get out of you, I'll gladly take it.
You hate Mondays so every Monday I slip an anonymous poem into your bag and your smile gets me through the week.
I think I'm falling for you, and I know it's wrong. I know that I'm only supposed to be your adviser and nothing more, but here's the thing. I think you're falling for me too.
xo, Zach
LEGGI L'ESTRATTO
"This is serious, Poppy.
Will you promise?"
"What am I promising?"
This man had a way of getting me to say things, to feel things, to admit things
that I might not have otherwise. I wasn't sure if it was because he was older
and wiser and that much more cunning at these types of discussions, or if it
was just because being near him seemed to physically lower my inhibitions. He
was like a walking shot of tequila.
"I need you to promise me
that if anything physical happens between us—that it will be very consensual,
and very sex-positive. I need you to understand that I will worship you and
make you come So. Many. Fucking Times."
He annunciated those words so
clearly and slowly, I felt them with every beat of my heart, every pulse of
heat between my legs.
Oblivious to my hammering heart,
Zach continued. "But I also need you to know that if I do or say anything
you don't like, all you have to do is say so and everything will stop. Just the
word no, Poppy. Use it and I promise to leave you alone."
"Leave me alone as in stop mentoring
me, stop helping me in the program?"
His face was serious and he shook
his head without even considering it. "I will never stop mentoring you, as
long as you want it. Giving in to our attraction—or not—will never be a
condition for my help. I want you to succeed, and it has nothing to do with how
much I want you in my bed. Do you understand that?"
I felt myself nodding my
head.
I knew what he was saying.
Despite how aggressively Zach put his feelings on the subject of us out there—I
knew he'd never betray my wishes.
"Okay," I murmured.
He considered me for a long
moment, neither of us blinking.
"Why did you approach me
that night at the party, Poppy. Did you find me attractive?"
Was he fucking serious?
Of course I find him attractive.
Actually, attractive was too weak a word. I found him mesmerizing. Addictive.
Enchanting. Impossible.
"I'm not saying I do, but if
I wanted something to happen ..." I swallowed a wave of nerves and took a
shallow breath as Zach's mouth curved into a grin.
"Something as in
finding out how many times in a row I can make you come using my mouth, my
hands, and my ..."
I held up one hand. "Yes.
That. How would it work, isn't it, like, forbidden?"
God, why did the word forbidden
make me feel even hotter?
GRAPHIC TEASER
SEGUI KENDALL RYAN
Questo romanzo mi attizza troppooohhh!
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