I've already decided that it's going to be a series. All novellas and each starring a new set of main characters with the male leads all being apart of Club Z (A male strip club in Vegas). The first in the Strip Me Series is Strip Me Free, which is Briar and Zane's story (Character Pics Below). Isn't Zane swoon worthy *sigh*!
Strip Me Free is my first time leaving the YA genre, and at first I was extremely scared to step away from that safety net. But I think it was worth it because I really enjoyed writing this story. And I'm extremely excited to start the next book in the series (Don't worry Reviving Bloom fans - I will be focusing on Enlightening Bloom first). Though if you are a Promised fan I have to say sorry because Marley's and Nate's spin-offs are being postponed. I'm still hoping for 2014 release dates but it'll probably be late 2014.
Anyways, back to Strip Me Free. I thought I'd post the synopsis and give you a little teaser.
Here's the synopsis:
Briar Roberts is controlled by her father. From the way she dresses and acts to what she’ll do with her future, it’s all decided by him. So on a girls trip to Vegas she decides to give herself one night of freedom. Freedom to find the real her, even if she can only be that version temporarily.
Zane Oliver started out a dancer, but through his hard work, he now owns the hottest male strip club in Vegas. His club’s number one rule is “No Messing with the Customers”, and he’s had no problem following it until the night Briar Roberts comes in. But the innocent beauty has him throwing all his rules out the window so he can have her.
What’s Briar going to do when she learns what happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas?
Excerpt:
My eyes lock on the girl closest to the stage. A brunette with hair that’s been styled to look like she’s just been fucked; it’s wild and sexy. My moves take me back to my feet and just in time to rip off the pants and reveal my white thong. The whole time, the crowd is going nuts and shoving bills at me left and right. My eyes stay locked on the brunette. Her pale green eyes look me over while her top teeth nibble on her bottom lip. When her eyes reach my groin area, her cheeks flush and she quickly turns away. It’s cute and, in my line of work, refreshing. I decide I need to push her boundaries. There’s only a little bit of time left of my performance so I hold out my hand for her. She hesitantly takes it, letting me bring her up on the stage. Her eyes are the size of saucers and her soft hand in mine is shaking ever so slightly. I position her with her chest against the pole. Her hands are above her head, wrapped around the metal, hips and ass pointed out towards me.
I lean in and whisper directions in her ear. “I’m going to touch you. If you don’t like it, stop me by bringing your hands back down. Otherwise, keep them right there. Don’t move them unless I give you permission. Understand?”
I’m hoping she answers with words because I want to find out if her voice is as sweet as I’m imagining. But instead, she swallows hard and nods her head. So innocent. This is going to be fun.
I run my hands down her sides and feel her shiver. She doesn’t bring her hands down so I take that as a sign to continue. One hand goes to her hip, the other goes to her stomach to bring her back against me. I grind against her ass, holding her tight. Her head falls back against my shoulder, but her hands stay rooted to the pole. I use my hands to guide her hips in grinding against me. I can see that she’s biting her lip again and it just spurs me on. I slide the hand on her belly down, skimming over her sweet spot ever so briefly, to her bare thigh. She moans just loud enough for me to hear.
I spin her around, bringing her legs up to wrap around my waist. Her hands come free in the position change. But as soon as she’s wrapped around me, she puts them back in place. Her back is arched in this position, causing her perky little breast to be in sucking distance. I force myself to refrain, though I really want to take a taste. I’m already crossing lines we’re not supposed to with customers, but there’s something about this girl that makes me not care. I look down where our hips are meeting and I see her short dress has slid up to show me a pair of hot pink lace, boy short panties. Fuck me! Literally, please!
As the song winds down and the grinding picks up, her hands leave the pole to grip my shoulders. I can hear her labored breathe in my ear. And if I didn’t know better, I’d say I have her close to coming. At the exact moment the song ends, her forehead hits my shoulder; she lets out a gasping moan and her entire body quivers. Fuck, that is hot!
Now here's the best part of this post
Strip Me Free is being released August 6th!!!!
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