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The Dumont Diaries covers a strippers transition into life as a trophy wife, and her discovery that her new husband is not as he seems.
The Grand Prize will be given a choice of:
*Louis Vuitton Eva Clutch
*David Yurman Cable Buckle Bracelet
*iPad 3 with Wifi + 4G
or
*$500 cash!
4 other winners will get $100 cash!
The Dumont Diaries covers a strippers transition into life as a trophy wife, and her discovery that her new husband is not as he seems.
The Dumont Diaries SERIES Blurb:
Candace Tapers’ life finally takes an upward swing when Nathan Dumont, shipping heir and notorious playboy, sweeps her away to a lifestyle of wealth and privilege. But that life comes with strings, and she is soon pulled in directions she never expected, discovering secrets and ulterior motives in the man who shares her bed.
The Dumont Diaries is a four-part miniseries, each book roughly 60 pages long. The books will be released a week apart from each other, starting on August 10th.
Release Dates and Pricing:
Book 1: To Have - August 10th, price: $.99
Book 2: To Hold - August 17th, price: $2.99
Book 3: Till Death - August 24th, price: $.99
Book 4: Do Us Part - August 31st, price $2.99
Description:
The lights have become a blanket of sorts, wrapping me in their warmth, shielding me from whatever is out there to hurt me. They block the faces that stare, the eyes that follow my movement. I used to squint when they came on, would duck my head to avoid the glare. But ducking takes me under the glare and reveals the world behind the lights, and that is a world I don’t want to see.
When salvation comes in the form of six feet of drop-dead-gorgeous, complete with a limo and a thick wad of cash, my stilettos run happily out the door to freedom. They say that money doesn’t buy happiness. But it does buy escape. Happiness is an overrated fairytale.
When salvation comes in the form of six feet of drop-dead-gorgeous, complete with a limo and a thick wad of cash, my stilettos run happily out the door to freedom. They say that money doesn’t buy happiness. But it does buy escape. Happiness is an overrated fairytale.
To Have (Dumont Diaries Book 1) EXCERPT:
He leans forward and kisses me, and I suddenly don’t need the image of dollar bills to distract my mind. Everything floods the moment his lips touch mine.
Soft, sweet lips. Not what I expect from this commanding man. He brushes my lips softly, my lips parting for him, immediately wanting more. A groan slips from my mouth before I have a chance to capture it. His hands move up through my hair, gripping and pulling its strands. He tastes me, spreading my lips gently with his and dipping his tongue inside. I respond eagerly, my body taking over my mind, shoving it aside forcefully as a wave of arousal hits me. His touch turns harder, his mouth more demanding and he moves me backward, my heels skittering over tile, 'til the edge of the table is against me.
His hands grip my ass, squeezing it roughly, one hand on each cheek and lifts me easily, setting me on the table, the surface cool against my skin.
“Lay down,” he bites out against my mouth, taking one, last, torturous sweep with his tongue before he pulls off, stepping back and watching me.
I grip the glass top, sliding backward until my elbows are resting on the glass. I watch him, watch as he unbuttons his sleeves. He breathes hard, his eyes glued to mine and walks towards me, stopping a foot from the table.
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Candy's life is a sad existence but she just keeps trucking along. When Mr. Dumont provides brief relief to her problems life is ok for Candy. Mr. Dumont offers Candy a proposal she can't refuse and why would she it's not hardship servicing Mr. Dumont but can she keep her heart out of it. Hot sex scenes.
Fabulous book!
Great ending - can't wait for more.
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To Hold (Dumont Diaries Book 2) LONGER EXCERPT:
9:01 a.m. His hard glare pins me in the doorway as soon as I slide open the glass door. He stands in the kitchen, the island between us, six foot of gorgeous constrained by a custom suit. I can see the anger in his eyes, his face turning into a scowl as he mutters something to Drew. Drew makes a sharp gesture with his head, the message clear, and I step backwards, pulling the glass sliding door closed, the summer heat settling around me like a hot, scratchy, sweater. I stand there for a moment, feeling the sun stare down on me like a prissy schoolteacher. Bad Jennifer. Get out Jennifer.
Anger seeps through me in waves, commingling with frustration and leaving me furious. Why is he so difficult! Am I that irritating? My mere presence that unbearable to his peace of mind? My clothes, the proper blend of luxury and sex, are suddenly thick and constricting, the tight wool-blend top ridiculous in the summer humidity. I feel a sudden surge of recklessness, pushed relentlessly by the wave of hot claustrophobia that seizes my entire body. I yank at the sleeveless turtleneck, pulling it over my head, feeling a moment of euphoria when the hot fabric hits the white pavers. My skirt follows, one quick zip down. I stare at my nude thigh high lace stockings, ridiculous given the fact that they were put on solely for his eyes, no need for stockings in June, slid on in the pathetic hope that he might, on this day, grant me a session with his cock. I slip out of my heels, rolling the expensive sheer fabric down my long legs, flipping my head up to find him and Drew staring at me through the glass, an expression of horror on Drew’s face. Nathan simply watches, a cold look of disinterest in his eyes. Oh, look. There is my wife. Throwing a temper tantrum in front of the staff.
I stare into his eyes, my body covered by only a sheer shelf bra and a barely existent thong. I can only hope my eyes communicate the fury radiating through my body, my hurt at his neglect, at his snub of me and the corner of his world that I inhabit. Then, I dive.
The water shocks me. I am forbidden from the pool, my hair stylist repeatedly preaching the harm that chlorine will cause to my now-expensive tresses. Nathan agreed, adding a new rule to my long list. No swimming. So I am unprepared for its cool embrace, the smooth grip of moisture that instantly refreshes my sticky skin, sliding bubbles across my surface. I come up for air, the sun’s heat suddenly friendly and warm on my face, tickling me as it slides droplets of water off of my face. Then I duck back into the underwater world, and don’t come up for quite some time.
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Till Death(Dumont Diaries Book 3) EXCERPT:
“If you want me to help you tomorrow, then I want to sleep with you both nights. Not in the second bedroom of the suite. In your bed.”
It shouldn’t be an outlandish request. It should be something he agrees to easily, without hesitation, considering the fifty million dollars at stake – a lifetime of wealth. But I can see from his eyes, from his tight jaw and the hesitation with which he speaks, that this is difficult for him.
“Why is that important to you?” He speaks quietly, and I lean forward slightly to hear the words.
I didn’t mean for my demand to kill the spirit of the evening, to cause his eyes to darken and smile to drop. I almost want to take it back, to shrug and tell him to forget it, to forget I even mentioned it. But I want at least one night. At least one night of his arms around me, his bare skin relaxing next to mine. I only have one carrot to dangle – a carrot that will disappear tomorrow morning. This is my only chance. I have to take it.
I swallow the sip of cold beer, smiling gratefully when the waiter appears with a fresh one, a flash of white teeth appearing in a dark face, and then we are alone again. “I know that you are emotionally unavailable, its not about that.” A complete lie. It’s all about that. “It’s just been a long time since I… had someone to sleep with. I feel so disconnected, us spending time together and then going to separate rooms. For this trip – just these two nights – I’d like to spend them together. To pretend, for this short period, that we aren’t in some fucked up version of playing house. I can’t explain it, other than that it is important to me, and I need it to decide if I want to continue in the marriage.”
He nods slowly, candlelight reflected in the blue of his eyes. “I understand loneliness. I ache for Cecile in a way that hurts. But, I hesitate for two reasons. One, I want to make sure that you know-”
“I got the memo, Nathan.” I interrupt him crossly. “You don’t love me. Aren’t going to love me. I hear it loud and clear. A fucking cuddle session isn’t going to change that.”
His reaction is so incredulous, so caught off guard that he just simply stares at me, his eyes turning playful as I watch them, a grin catching his mouth before he leans back and laughs. He shakes his head as he tries to contain himself, taking a swig of beer before looking at me sheepishly. “I’m being a little conceited aren’t I?”
I grin, glad that the dark cloud of mourning that I brought on has lifted. “A bit. You give one hell of a fuck, but yes, you aren’t that heartbreakingly lovable.”
“Hey,” he said with a devilish wink. “Back at’cha. In regards to the fucking, that is.” He reaches forward, capturing my hand and bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss. “As far as lovable, an unattached man would be insane not to fall head over heels for you.” As he brushed my knuckles with that delectable mouth, my heart tries hard not to trip over itself in an attempt at suicide.
I tug on my hand, trying to salvage my most crucial organ before it cuts itself into a million pieces.
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Do Us Part (Dumont Diaries Book 4) EXCERPT:
He lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist and carries me to the bed, our mouths fighting a frantic battle of ownership. When he bends, settling me softly on the bed, I pull back, taking a moment to study his face so close to mine. His thick brows rested perfectly above dark blue eyes, the color of deep water and just as dangerous, rimmed with thick dark lashes. His nose is slightly burnt, evidence of our time in the sun, the effect only reinforcing his All-American perfect bone structure. Those lips, full, pink, kissably irresistible. I reach up, needing him closer, needing confirmation that he is, in fact, here with me. That he is, in fact, mine in this one moment of time. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him back down to my mouth.
Lust is a dangerous thing. It can make you believe things that are not real. It can seduce your mind and lead it blindfolded to the cliff that will be its demise. Nathan takes me to that cliff, my body bending and molding beneath his, my heart coming up for air in between soft caresses with his mouth while his cock hammers out a slick, rapid motion. I gasp, I arc, I dive. I’m not naïve enough to think that it has been lust this entire time. I’ve known what was sneaking in, looking for an opening and begging for admittance. But here, in this island paradise, sharing a bed and conversation with this beautiful specimen of a man… here I can feel the final ties of restraint loosening, allowing the scary thing called love to work its way in.
The afternoon sun is streaming through our open window when he comes, the orgasm ripping through him, his body heaving and bucking inside me, my name ripped from his throat as he gives a few final thrusts, his thighs trembling against me as he buries himself fully inside of me.
AUTHOR BIO:
Alessandra Torre is a new author who focuses on contemporary erotica. Her first book, Blindfolded Innocence, was published in July 2012, and was an Erotica #1 Bestseller for two weeks.
Alessandra lives in Florida and is married, with one young child. She enjoys reading, spending time with her family, and playing with her dogs. Her favorite authors include Lisa Gardner, Gillian Flynn, and Jennifer Crusie.
Learn more about Alessandra on her website at www.alessandratorre.com, or you can find her on Twitter (@ReadAlessandra) or her Facebook fanpage.
The Grand Prize will be given a choice of:
*Louis Vuitton Eva Clutch
*David Yurman Cable Buckle Bracelet
*iPad 3 with Wifi + 4G
or
*$500 cash!
4 other winners will get $100 cash!
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