11 September 2013

3:AM Kisses Tour: Excerpt + Giveaway

3:AM Kisses by Addison Moore
Release Date: September 17, 2013
Synopsis: From the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, Addison Moore

New Adult *Intended for mature audiences.

Baya Brighton is looking forward to her first year at Whitney Briggs University, new friends, dorm life, and finally being close to her brother again. Love is the last thing on the list, but when Baya meets her brother’s roommate she begins to have thoughts and feelings that make even her blush. 

Bryson Edwards has a secret he prefers buried in the past and long forgotten. He prefers loose girls, fast cars, and long nights working at the string of bars his family owns. When his roommate’s sister shows up on the scene, she’s far too innocent and sweet for him but he can’t shake Baya out of his mind and worse, it looks like she’s seeping into his heart as well. 

Baya seems determined to show her brother she’s not a little kid and equally determined to use Bryson’s body to prove her point. It’s been made pretty clear that Baya is off limits to Bryson but their undeniable sparks explode into a whole lot more than just a few 3:AM KISSES.

About The Author: 
Addison Moore is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author who writes contemporary and paranormal romance. Previously she worked as a therapist on a locked psychiatric unit for nearly a decade. She resides on the West Coast with her husband, four wonderful children and two dogs where she eats too much chocolate and stays up way too late. When she's not writing, she's reading.

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“Baya,” he whispers, closing his eyes momentarily. “Don’t fall for me. I’m not worth it.” A tragedy plays out over his features that I wish I could understand.

“I think you’re more than worth it.” I pant. “Do you think I’m worth it?” If he says no then I’ll let this go, but there’s something special between us, and if I can’t deny it how can he?

“You’re worth everything,” he whispers, gently brushing the hair from my eyes. “It’s me—I’m not worth the risk.”

“Sometimes when you take a risk, great things happen—mountains move and you see exactly what you’ve been waiting for, right there, in front of you.” Hell yes I’m laying it on thick. “I think you’re worth the risk, Bryson.”

His breathing picks up. His heart thunders over my chest as if he were about to leap off a very tall building.

“I want you, Baya. I just don’t know how we’re going to do this.”

My body convulses. Crap. This is a lousy time for my G spot to applaud his efforts.

“Let’s start here.” I pull him in and Bryson crashes his lips to mine. His soft mouth tugs over me in an achingly slow manner. A moan gets caught in my throat, and a tingle rides between my thighs, exhilarating me all the way up to my belly button. My body quivers in a series of explosive waves, and I don’t fight it. I’m not sure if it’s possible to have an orgasm from simply being in his presence or if my hormones have chosen a heck of a bad time to short circuit, hell, I’m not sure I’ve ever had a proper orgasm due to the fact every other one was self-induced, but this feels otherworldly, magical in a damn illegal kind of way. Electrical currents are going off, neurons and synapsis are misfiring. An entire Fourth of July spectacular is happening in my body, and my girl parts are jumping up and down with elation—all because Bryson Edwards’ hot mouth is over mine.

I give another groan and push him into me harder until he caves and blesses my mouth with his tongue in long, strong, lingering sweeps. Bryson moves his hands slowly up my arms until he’s cradling my face in his hands, loving me with deep-throated kisses that I never want to end.

I run my hand up his shirt and my fingers move over his rippling abs, nothing but skin over granite. I touch down over each of his grooves as his skin blisters over the pads of my fingers.

“Baya,” he whispers, swiping his lips over mine. “We should talk about this—talk about us.”

His eyes glow an eerie paper white as he lingers above me.

In the distance, the hot spring gurgles and hisses. It expels into the night with its slow dancing fog, curling its vapor-like fingers as it calls us over.

“You’re right. I think we should talk about us.” I glance to the hazy pool of water. “In there.”


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1 comment:

  1. Thank you so much for hosting 3:AM Kisses! Hope you enjoy the book! :)


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