Title: Living in Sin (The Escort Series, #1)
Author: Isabel Lucero
Release Date: January 1, 2014
Synopsis
Jace Jamison is every woman’s fantasy. He’s a mysterious businessman willing to sweep you off your feet, a tattooed bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks, and a sexy friend you want to take that next step with. Jace is everything and anything you want him to be. He’s a highly paid escort.
But nobody knows who
Jace really is; the man whose dad abandoned him, whose brother was killed, and
who had to take care of his mom at a young age. At the age of nineteen, he was
living in Sin City, ready for a life away from stress and struggle.
Adrienne has been
having a sexual drought since she broke up with her boyfriend. Even then she
wasn’t getting fully satisfied. Being an event planner, she’s constantly
working at numerous events. Several times she’s seen a man she can only refer
to as the God-like creature at her work functions. He’s devastatingly handsome,
tall, and has beautiful eyes, but he’s always with a different woman. The last
thing she needs is another player in her life.
After a few chance
encounters with Jace, her best friend convinces her to just get some good sex
out of him and not worry about who she’s seen him with. But what happens when
she finds out that he isn’t dating these women because he wants to, but because
he’s paid to?
Keeping his job a
secret from Adrienne seems easy at first, but when she begins meeting people he
knows in his escort life, and they begin getting closer, he knows he has to
tell her before someone else does.
When their worlds
entwine, and confessions are made, will they be able to work through it? Will
she be able to push aside his sins and focus on the good in him? Will Jace get
what he’s never had? A woman who wants him despite what he’s done. Or will
living in sin cost him what he never knew he wanted?
Excerpt
It’s been almost two
weeks since I’ve had the best sex of my life. I thought fucking him would
settle a craving, and I’d be good to go for a while. Instead, it awakened a
sexual beast that I had living inside of me. It’s all I think about now.
Sex.
I
want it.
I
need it.
I fantasize about Jace and his huge hands
doing wonderful things to my body. I can still remember the way his tongue felt
as he slid it into my pussy, and the warmth of his mouth as his lips encircled
my clit. I was sore for days. My entire body ached from the pounding he gave
me. I’ve used my fingers and my vibrator, and neither one will do. I crave his
body like a pregnant woman craves pickles and ice cream.
How can I tell him that I want to use his
body for my own pleasure? What would I even say to him? I’ve never had to chase
after a guy. I haven’t asked anybody out on a date, haven’t initiated the first
kiss, and certainly haven’t asked anybody if they want to be fuck buddies. I
just can’t do that. Plus, I have no idea how to get a hold of him. I only know
where he lives, and I definitely won’t be showing up to his suite like some
sort of stalker psycho.
I
groan and force myself to get out of bed. Before I make it to the bathroom, my
phone vibrates on my nightstand. It’s Em.
“Hello?”
“Wake
up, we have plans,” she says excitedly.
“Ugh.
No. I can’t deal with your happiness right now.”
“Too
bad. Get up because we have places to be.”
“How
come I never know about our plans until the last minute?”
“I
don’t know. I’m on my way over. It’s already ten, so stop being a lazy bum.”
The phone clicks and I go use the
bathroom, brush my teeth, and pull my hair into a messy bun on top of my head.
I put on some shorts, flip flops and a white tank top. By the time I’m dressed,
I hear Em banging on the door like she’s the cops.
“Hey!
Why are you trying to break my door down?” I say as I pull the door open.
She
gives me a shrug. “I thought maybe you had gone back to sleep, so I was
prepared to wake you up.”
“Well,
I proved you wrong. I’m ready and everything, see?” I say, extending my arms
and showing her that I’m dressed.
She eyes me with a disgusted look on her
face. “If that’s what you call ready. It doesn’t matter anyway. We’re going to
go get pampered. Nails, hair, waxing.”
“Waxing?”
I say, interrupting her. “I think I’ll pass. Last time you convinced me to get
waxed, my hoo-ha was sore for days! No thank you.”
“Stop being so dramatic,” she laughs.
“I’m sorry. Last time the chick was new. This time, it won’t be the same one. I
promise. We need to go get prettied up, go out to dinner with these two,
hopefully-not-lame bitches, and then hit a club up and find some sexy men to
dance with. That’s the plan.”
She
says the last part with finality, flips her hair over her shoulder and walks
towards out door.
“I
guess I could use a few drinks,” I say, following her down the hall.
“Still
not over the king?” she asks with a laugh.
“Oh
shush,” I say, playfully pushing her.
“Hell,
from what you told me, I wouldn’t be over him either. I’d be scaling the
building trying to get to him.”
A loud and embarrassing laugh escapes my
throat. A few people nearby all turn and look in our direction. Ignoring the
stares, I continue to laugh. “Oh my gosh, Em. You’re too much. I picture you
climbing the building like Spiderman and shit. Oh God, that’s too funny,” I
say, unable to stop my laughter.
“You
think I’m playing. I’d be camped out on that balcony waiting to pounce him.”
She lets out a small laugh at herself. “I think you’re crazy for not wanting to
be with him again. You said yourself he was amazing in bed…and huge! It’s not
like you’re getting any elsewhere.” She gives me a pointed look.
“Well,
thanks for reminding me,” I say and roll my eyes. “I don’t know what you think
I’m supposed to do. I don’t have his number, and showing up to his place would
be desperate and sad. I won’t do that.”
Emilie lets out a dramatic sigh.
“Whatever. Guess you’ll have to find you another man tonight. He probably won’t
be God-like, or be as good in bed, or have a huge…”
“Okay!”
I say, interrupting her sentence. “I get it. Let’s just go.”
About the Author
Isabel Lucero is a military wife who has been lucky enough to travel the world, and see some amazing sights. She has been married to her best friend
for ten years, and together they have two of
the most beautiful children in the world. She and her husband are Junior High
Sweethearts, a couple who are truly meant to be togethe. One day, their love
story might make it into a book.
Isabel is the middle
name of the author, and Lucero is her maiden name. Together they create her pen
name. She was born in a small town in New Mexico, and was more than happy to
move far, far away. She is a collector of high heels and tattoos, and is highly
obsessed with both. She owns a crazy, little Miniature Pinscher who thinks he's
a Doberman. His name is Tyson.
Isabel has always
been an avid reader, able to devour books in a day or two. With her now
focusing on writing, the reading has slowed, but her love for reading is still
there.
Something noteworthy
is that Isabel loves to hear from her readers. Never hesitate to get in touch.
She's always willing and ready to talk about anything. If you enjoyed this
book, she encourages you to not only let her know, but let the world know.
Goodreads, Amazon, book blogs, groups, etc. She understands that word of mouth
is the best form of promotion.
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