Jillian Neal - Gypsy Beach
Gypsy Beach
by Jillian Neal
by Jillian Neal
Releasing: June 23,
2015
Gypsy Beach
Single father, Ryan
McNamara, returns to the only place he'd ever been happy, Gypsy Beach. This
time he's divorced, broken, but determined to make something of his life.
Sienna Cooper is determined to forget Ryan, the last decade, and all of the
hurt he'd left her with. She's got enough spunk and gypsy fire in her soul to
make this work. She's going to run her grandmother's inn and make it a success.
But when a chance encounter throws them back together, the passions ignite and
the past doesn't feel so far out of reach. Can they rekindle the love they'd
once had? Can he convince her that he never intends to walk away again? Will a
potent dose of unending lust, a lifetime of love, and enough hot-blooded Gypsy
spirit be enough to save them both?
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jillian Neal is a
Romance writer with a passion for passion who pens strong, character driven
novels, told from the male perspective. Her guys aren’t afraid to let us inside
their minds or inside their bedrooms. They’re hot on the trail of a sinister
criminal organization when they’re not burning up the bed sheets.
She’s a self-proclaimed ‘Southern girl with a sassy mouth.’ Her coffee addiction is barely legal, and she’s most often running around with her hair and her pen on fire! She's full of smarts, sass, and sizzle and that's a lot to get into barely five feet of girl with her head always in the clouds.
She’s a self-proclaimed ‘Southern girl with a sassy mouth.’ Her coffee addiction is barely legal, and she’s most often running around with her hair and her pen on fire! She's full of smarts, sass, and sizzle and that's a lot to get into barely five feet of girl with her head always in the clouds.
Website: http://jillianneal.com/
Facebook: http://facebook.com/jilliannealauthor
Excerpt 1:
She had her head thrown
back laughing as she raced across the wet sand. The setting sun lit the
wildfire in her eyes, and Ryan would’ve followed her anywhere. The warm, foamy
saltwater lapped at her toes, as anxious to touch some part of her beautiful
body as he was. Launching himself forward, every muscle in his body propelled
him towards her. He caught her hand and then leaned to scoop up her lithe form
into his arms.
Every patch of her silky
skin that connected with his sent a spark of electricity straight to his groin.
His heart raced, but he kept running with her. Running away, maybe.
With a delighted
squeal, she leaned in and clung tightly to his neck. Her long, thick hair, the
color of black coffee with caramel and blonde ribbons spun through it from
their summer in the sun, cascaded out over his left bicep, flying behind them
as he raced her down the shores of Gypsy Beach. Her hazel eyes danced just for
him.
Everything about her
was a juxtaposition, as if she was in constant contention with herself. Wild,
free, and living on the edge of an impulse that made his entire world spin.
Every single thing about Sienna Cooper was perfect by his seventeen-year-old
estimations.
“Stop running and put
me down so I can kiss you, Ryan McNamara!” Her laughter and her order whipped
around him in the salt-soaked wind, stirring and igniting every cell in his
body.
“Yes, ma’am.” He set
her on her feet and wasted no time mating their mouths. She was so sweet it was
sinful, like spun sugar that melted in his arms. He’d fallen in love with her
two summers before and spent every school year longing to get back to Gypsy
Beach and back to Sienna.
His lips kept hers
occupied while his hands tracked down her slender sides and then dipped into
that bikini bottom that had been driving him to distraction all damn day. He
cupped her backside, and when that simply wasn’t enough he kneaded her with
greed.
A timid moan
reverberated against his tongue as he slipped it between her lips, memorizing
the heat, the way they swelled, the way they tasted, and the all-encompassing
feeling of her body needy for him. That moment would have to last him until
next summer.
Unable to stop himself,
his right hand traversed the short distance from her sweet little backside to
the perfect patch of skin between her thighs. She trembled, and her body rolled
against his. He almost lost it all there on the deserted beach.
Her mound quaked as his
thumb hesitantly explored. Her breath tangled in her throat, and her eyes
closed in expectant ecstasy. He could feel the tender heat and the liquid
desire gathering in preparation for him, and that night he was going to make a
claim. They would be each other’s firsts, each other’s only if he had anything to
say about it. He’d unite them in time and space, and it would be enough to get
him through the next nine months of school five states away. It had to be
enough.
“I love you Sienna
Rose, and, God, baby, I need you. Before we have to leave tomorrow, I just need
you. Stay with me tonight.”
With that sexy smirk
and the fire that lived inside of her that always seemed to consume both of
their souls, she followed him inside his parents’ beach house.
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