THIEF by Alexa Riley
Release Date: January 7th 2016
Sean Sparrow has one more job to pull: break into the bank, steal what he was hired to take, and get out. He plans everything to the very last detail, sure of success… until he sees Tessa.Tessa Martin lives a humdrum life. With a boring job and a crappy roommate, she’s sure there must be more to life than this. She’s not prepared for the muscle-bound bearded man who walks into her life, offering her everything she’s ever wanted.When Sean breaks down all of Tessa’s walls, she has no choice but to fall hard and fast.But when the truth comes out, and Sean is fully revealed to her, will their instalove be enough to hold them together?
Warning: This book hero is over- the-top obsessed, totally head over heels in love, and desperate to make babies with the heroine ASAP. If you want a fun read with SUPER hot steam, Kindle-melting love, and a beard to rub between thighs, then this book is for you.
I pick up my phone, secretly checking it so no one can see. I don’t know why but I’m so nervous yet excited at the same time.
Sean: So, where am I picking you up?
Me: I’m not sure this is a good idea.
Sean: Am I going to have to come back in there and prove to you otherwise?
Me: I don’t even know you. I can’t just go out with you.
Sean: Isn’t that what dating is for?
He’s right, but I’ve never done this before, and I don’t want him to know that. I probably already seem like a freaking prude. I mull over my response, but he comes back faster.Sean: Give me one dinner.Maybe I should just give it to him straight. If it scares him away, then it’s for the best.
Me: I’ve never done this before.
I hold my breath, waiting for his response.
Sean: Had dinner? I find that hard to believe.
I put the phone back down on the counter. I know he probably didn’t mean it the way I’m thinking. Had dinner? I find that hard to believe. I’m undoubtedly being sensitive, but it still burns. I’m clearly not up for dating if something so simple can make me feel like shit. This man has barely said three words to me and I’m already feeling heartbreak.He could shatter me.
Me: I can’t do this.
I send the text and just stare at my phone. Minutes tick by, each one seeming heavier than the last, with no response.I guess that was that. No fight to make me change my mind. I need to get some air.
“I’m going to lunch,” I mutter to Harper, who’s playing on the computer. The bank has been pretty dead today. Maybe when I get back I can get caught up on some paperwork and get my mind off this Sean guy. How I got so wrapped up so fast, I’ll never understand.I try to tell myself it’s better this way. I just dodged a major bullet.
“K. I’ll go when you get back.
”I go into my office, grabbing my purse from the drawer inside my desk before checking in with a few other people. I slip out the door. I don’t make it two blocks in the direction of my favorite bakery, Muffin Tops, before I’m pushed up against the side of a building.Sean.His mouth is on mine before I can even take in what’s happening. His hands grip my hips in a firm hold, making me gasp, and he steals the opportunity to push his tongue into my mouth. I thought the kiss would be rough and fast with the way he pressed me against the wall, but it’s sweet and soft.He’s taking his time, giving me slow lazy strokes of his tongue. It’s as if he’s savoring my taste, and I let him. I don’t feel as if I’m really kissing him back. I’m just enjoying the warmth of his lips on mine as I come alive inside. I’ve never felt such need in my life.When he nibbles my bottom lip, desire shoots through my whole body, making me want more. I press myself into him, wanting to make the kiss deeper, but just as I do, he pulls away, resting his forehead against mine. His chest rises and falls, and I feel his warm breath against my lips.
“Tell me what I did that scared you off so I don’t do it again.” His eyes are squeezed shut, like he’s trying to get himself under control. His words catch me off guard because I’m still riding the high of my first kiss, and I can barely make out what he’s asking.
“What?” I gasp breathlessly. His eyes pop open, looking into mine. This time they seem more green than brown.
“F*ck. You look good like this.” He moves his body, shielding me more, like he doesn’t want anyone to see me. I have to strain to look up at him. It’s easy for him to cover me with his broad body. I totally forgot we’re on a busy Chicago street in the middle of the day.
“Why’d you back off from me?”
“I didn’t. I’m against a wall. I can’t move.” Wait. Did he say I looked good?
“I mean when I was texting you. My little fox is already trying to give me the slip? You’ll have to be quicker than that.” He smirks at me, showing me his perfectly white teeth. How does he do that? Look all badass with his tattooed arms and big freaking body caging me in, but then his eyes go all soft and he flashes that smile, making him look so…I don’t even have a word for it.
“You going to answer me, babe, or you going to keep staring at my mouth? Because if it’s the mouth, we’ve got to get out of here. I’m not having everyone look at you when I get my hands back on you.”Jesus. I don’t know what to say to that. I’m in way over my head, and I know it. I’m not sure how I’ve not melted into a pile of goo at this point, but I know my face is cherry red.
“I’m not little.” He looks at me like he doesn’t get what I’m saying.
“You called me a little fox. I’m not little, and of course I’ve had dinner before.” I indicate to my body, letting him get my meaning.One of his hands comes up to my cheek, his thumb brushing along my skin.
“You look little to me.”
“Everything is probably little to you,” I snap, something I don’t normally do. I don’t lash out at people, and I immediately feel like a jerkface for saying it.
“Even when you’re feisty, you’re still cute as a f*cking button.” He lets out a chuckle.
“You’ve even got me saying shit like ‘cute as a button.’” He seems to like that, because he’s full-on smiling now, and I can’t help but return one.
“Tell me you’ll go to dinner with me, or I’ll drop down to my knees right here on the busy street and beg. You’ve already got me wrapped around your finger. No need to rub it in my face.”
“You wouldn’t!” No way he would. I can’t see a man like him on his knees.
“You fail to see what I wouldn’t do for you, little fox. Might as well show you.” He goes to drop to his knees, but I grab him to stop his movements. My face is already flushed, and I would probably burst with embarrassment if he really did it.
“Okay. I’ll go.”
❤ ABOUT THE AUTHOR ❤
I’m Alexa Riley! Mom, wife, and business woman by day and smut writer by night. I specialize in the Dirty Date Night reading. I wrote my first book, Owning Her Innocence, because well, I just couldn’t find any daddy books to my liking. So I sat down and just started writing, bringing the fantasies I find myself often dancing to in the dark of night to life, one page at a time.
Alexa Riley is my alter ego. I can’t let the other soccer moms know what I’m up to or the guys at work for that matter. Little do they know that they’ve got nothing on my dirty talk.
I’m here to give you a quick fix of filthy dirty smut. Got a few hours to kill? Then I’m what you’re looking for.