Monday, July 18, 2016
Blog Tour Promo: Playing by Her Rules by Amy Andrews
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Synopsis: In this grudge match, the first to score…When style columnist Matilda Kent accidentally lets slip that she was once involved with the captain of the Sydney Smoke rugby team, she suddenly finds herself elevated to the position she’s always wanted – feature writer. The catch? She’s stuck doing a six-part series on her ex. Still, there’s no way she can turn down a promotion…or the chance to dish the dirt on the guy who so callously broke her heart. …could win it all! Tanner Stone wants to be involved in a feature series about as much as he wants to snap an Achilles. But the thought of seeing Tilly again is a bonus—and has him more worked up than he wants to admit. Only he’s not prepared for how different she is – all cool and professional. His Tilly is still in there, though…and he still wants her, now more than ever. All he has to do is charm her into giving him a rematch. And this time, winner takes all!
Matilda straightened her spine as they circled on an endless loop through her head. No matter how mellow she was becoming, she wasn’t in the game anymore, and she’d be damned if she was going to let him turn her on in front of a couple of hundred people. Not without a fight anyway.
See how he felt taking a little of his own medicine.
“You think,” she said quietly, deliberately shuffling her body closer until it was pressed along the length of his, “I should have told everybody that Tanner Stone went down to—” she lowered her voice for dramatic effect. “Lady town?”
He chuckled and it disturbed the wisps of hair at her temple. “Hmm. Maybe that would be a bit too much information.”
“Oh, I don’t know, Tanner,” she tipped her head back to look him in the eye. “A man with a gift like that shouldn’t be shy about it.”
“I’m gifted, huh?”
Amusement laced his voice but Matilda could also discern the husky edge to it and was intimately attuned to the tightening of his hand on her back.
Maybe this conversation was having an effect on him, too?
“You should rent a billboard.”
If he was confused by her banter, he didn’t show it, but he did search her gaze for long moments as they swayed to the music. Long moments during which she became aware of the hardening ridge of his arousal. Her pulse spiked as it pressed with more and more urgency against her stomach.
It was having an effect on him.
She shifted against him deliberately, goaded by his brazenness and the wild pulse between her legs. It felt good.
“Any time you want my services, you know my number.”
His voice was like gravel now and it was all she could hear as the world narrowed down to just the two of them, rubbing against each other more than dancing. The music faded, the people pressing in around them faded, propriety faded.
“Oh...you do house calls?”
“For you?” His gaze dropped to her mouth before flicking up again. “Absolutely.”
“That’s very selfless of you.”
“Not really. I get plenty out of making you come.”
Matilda’s breath hitched. If that was a line, it was a damn good one. “You wouldn’t want a little...” she shifted against him again and a triumphant buzz coursed through her body as his hand clamped harder in the small of her back, “something in return?”
He smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Only what you’re willing to give.”
He stared at her mouth again. “That could be quite nice.”
“Maybe...” She slid her hand from his shoulder up into the hair at his nape, “second base?”
His gaze dropped to the artificial depths of her cleavage. “I do like second base.”
“What about a...blowjob?”
He glanced up, swallowing hard and huffing out an uneven breath. “I wouldn’t say no to that.”
“Oh?” she asked innocently. “You like blowjobs?”
“I’m quite partial to them.”
“Really?” More wide eyed innocence.
He lowered his lips to her ear. “If you think I haven’t been fantasising about your mouth around my cock, then you’re crazy.”