🌟BOOK BLITZ:🌟 Build: A Bad Boy Snowed In Romance by Gillian Archer {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}

Build: A Bad Boy Snowed In Romance by Gillian Archer

Release Date: January 29th 2019 by Gillian Archer

Series: Burns Brothers #1

Pages: 213

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Welcome to Bad@ss Builds where the motorcycles are as sexy as the brothers building them.

Austin Burns:

I thought she wasn’t real the first time I saw her. To be fair I was a hungover mess when I woke up and looked into her gorgeous eyes. After getting the second worst news of my life — that my father would be paroled soon — I’d escaped to my buddy’s posh cabin near Lake Tahoe. Now the maid with the gorgeous eyes is snowed in with me, and I wonder if she might be a better distraction than the mountain of booze I’d planned on drinking. She’s curvy in all the right places, and the snow is falling faster.

Rachel Tannenbaum:

As a single mom, I don’t have time for men, especially irresponsible tattooed bad boys like my ex. But Austin is hot. And sexy. And stuck here in the cabin with me. I can’t say no to a fling with this bad boy, especially since Austin is so gorgeous and awkwardly sweet.

One night becomes two, and I don’t know if I can risk my heart — and my little boy’s — if Austin wants it to become more when we get through the snow and back to reality. 

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{EXCERPT}

I broke our kiss with a groan. I needed air. The combination of his nimble tongue and my dirty thoughts had me panting. Meanwhile Austin’s lips cruised down to suckle my neck. His teeth rasped against my tender skin just before he sucked a bit of my skin deep into his mouth. But apparently that wasn’t enough for him because a moment later he shifted his hands, grabbed me under my arms and hoisted me over his shoulder.

“Austin! Oh my god, don’t drop me.”

“Fuck me. You worry too much, sweetheart.”

I wanted to laugh at that, but the position I was in made breathing kinda difficult, let alone laughter. I did, however, have a spectacular view of his muscular back and his jean-clad ass as he bounded up the stairs while carrying me. All the blood rushed to my head as the jumbled scenery flashed by. Austin’s tread was silent on the hardwood floor. He didn’t grunt once, which was honestly kinda amazing.

Anticipation sang through my bloodstream. I was doing this. I was going to have a one-night stand with Austin freaking Burns. I’d picked up every magazine he’d been in. I’d spent so much time drooling over his gorgeous body with his hard muscles and sexy scars and tattoos. And in a few moments all that was going to be under my fingertips. All of him. Oh my god.

A few seconds later he set me down on a white down comforter atop the largest bed I’d ever seen in my life. I was immediately enveloped in a white cloud of comfort. What was this bed made of? Feathers from angel wings? I closed my eyes with a blissful sigh. The rich really knew how to live.

The sound of Austin shucking his jeans had me sitting up and taking notice. And it was everything I imagined it would be. His legs were muscular and dusted with light brown hair with no tattoos in sight. But it was what was behind his boxer briefs that held me spellbound. The stark white material clung to his body and perfectly framed everything he was packing.

And it was immense.

Austin murmured to me, but it sounded like he was underwater or I was or something. All I could do was look at that thing in horrified fascination. Sure, it’d been a while—over three years, actually. Had I forgotten what they looked like or how big they were? I couldn’t remember being this fascinated by Jordan’s thing before.

Austin’s laughter popped the bubble around me. “Has it been a while, sweetheart?”

I jerked my attention away from his package and looked at his face. “I, uh, what makes you ask that?”

“Intuition?” He shrugged slightly. “Or your fascination with my body? Or the way you are trembling right now? I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman shake so much when I haven’t even touched her.”

I was trembling. Closing my eyes, I tried to will the tremors away, but if anything, that only seemed to make them worse. Or I was more aware of them or something. Either way they weren’t stopping, and I felt like a fool. Maybe I should just get ‘inexperienced goober’ tattooed on my forehead. “It’s okay. I do this sometimes. The shaking thing, not the sex thing. Or something. You know what? I think I’m just gonna stop talking.”

Austin crossed over to the bed and sat down on the edge. His hand hovered over my knee before settling on the bed between us. “You’re not really throwing confident, I-wanna-do-this vibes. Have you changed your mind?”

“No.” I shook my head. My hands went to the bottom of my polo and tugged it free from my pants. “I swear, I haven’t changed my mind. I just didn’t know how this was supposed to go. I’ve never hooked up before. I didn’t know we were supposed to get undressed right away. I’ll—”

“Rachel.” Austin put a hand on mine, stopping me from pulling my shirt over my head. “There’s no supposed to-s here. I got a little overeager there. That’s totally on me. I have a tendency to rush things. Like tasty liquor, or a steak dinner, or apparently a gorgeous woman in my bed—which is a dick move. So how about you and me do a little kissing, and see where it goes from there?”

I melted under the power of that smile of his. I couldn’t see the room around us or Austin’s impressive muscles or his…you know. All I could see was his gorgeous smile with that dimple in his left cheek that his stubble couldn’t hide and the sexy anticipation burning in his eyes. Instead of replying, I sank back onto the bed and tipped my chin up, suddenly eager to be worthy of the fire in his eyes.

Austin’s smile deepened as he leaned over me. His breath was hot and minty against my face as he looked into my eyes. “Shit, girl,” he whispered. “I gotta remind myself to take my time. It’s really fucking hard to do when you look at me like that.”

I blinked, shocked that I was testing Austin’s self-control just by looking at him. Little ol’ me. I had to laugh. “Would it help if I closed my eyes?”

“Couldn’t hurt.”

Obediently I closed my eyes and waited with bated breath for Austin’s kiss.

Instead he laughed huskily. “That doesn’t fucking help. Maybe if you move your hands? They’re crossed over your chest like you’re fucking Cinderella or something, waiting for your prince to wake you up with a kiss. Unconscious girls don’t do it for me, and no one has ever called me a prince.”

“You mean Snow White?” Giggles instead of nerves shook my body. I opened my eyes and smiled back at him. “You’re kinda ridiculous, you know that?”

“I’ve heard that a time or two.” He still hovered over me, his face now inches from mine. The grin that stretched his mouth was full of levity with a hint of naughtiness. Then he dipped down and rubbed his nose against mine. “Whereas you are fucking adorable.”

I opened my mouth to rebut his compliment, and Austin took advantage of the moment as he swooped down and covered my mouth with his. He swallowed my gasp, his lips moving confidently over mine. A beat later I sank into the kiss, and everything else just fell away. Austin seduced me with his mouth while his hands were busy holding his body up.

AUTHOR BIO:

Gillian has a bachelor’s degree in mining engineering but prefers to spend her time on happily ever after. She writes the kind of stories she loves to read—the hotter the better!

When Gillian’s not pounding away on the keyboard, she can be found surfing the couch indulging in her latest reality tv fixation, baking something ridiculously tasty (and horrible for her waist line) or snuggling with her husband.

Home is currently in the wilds of Nevada with her amazing husband, ridiculously cute kiddo, and goofy dog.

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