New Release + Blog Tour + Excerpt + Giveaway: Make Me Crave by Katee Robert

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In MAKE ME CRAVE by NYT Bestselling Author, Katee Robert, Roman Bassani will do anything to close a deal. Even chase down Allie Landers on her Caribbean vacation to make an offer on her company.

 

Add MAKE ME CRAVE to your TBR pile on Goodreads then keep reading to get a sneak peek excerptand enter the giveaway for a $25 Amazon gift card or one of three (3) ebooks from Katee Robert’s backlist!

 

Robert Make Me Crave

Title: Make Me Crave

Author: Katee Robert

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: July 1, 2018

Publisher: Harlequin Dare

Series: Make Me

 

Synopsis:

“I crave you…”

Can their hunger be satisfied? 

Roman Bassani will do anything to close a deal. Even chase down Allie Landers on her Caribbean vacation to make an offer on her company. He expects a challenge—but not their immediate intense attraction. After an accidental one-night stand they agree to put business aside—for now. The island lulls them into a heated sexual journey…but what happens to their opposing interests when they return from paradise?

 

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Make Me Crave Excerpt

Copyright © 2018 Katee Robert

Allie was so furious, she could barely put two words together. You dont get to just decide that were having a conversation and haul me out here to do it.

If I was going to haul you anywhere, itd be over my shoulder.

Her body clenched at the thought of him doing exactly that, but she fought her reaction back. You are insufferable. Do you know when the last time I had a vacation was? Ten goddamn years ago when I was still in freaking high school and on spring break. Ten. Years. Becka had to twist my arm to get me here, but I was enjoying myself—

I know exactly how thoroughly you were enjoying yourself.

She ignored that because if she tried to deny it, shed be a red-faced liar. That changes nothing. The point is that Im notenjoying myself now, and the only one to blame for that is you. She went to push him back a step, but her hands had a will of their own. They stayed on his chest, and she sucked in a breath at how warm his skin was. The man might be a corporate suit, but he looked perfectly at home in his shorts without a shirt on here in the growing darkness near the beach. It was almost enough to forget all the reasons she never wanted to see him again.

Allie stepped closer and lowered her voice. Nothing you say can make me believe youre anything but a goddamn shark.

Who said Im trying to convince you of anything? The words brushed her mouth as he leaned down, just a little. I am a shark, Allie. Ive never pretended to be anything else.

She started to call him a liar, but he was telling the truth. He hadnt tried to seduce her with sweet words to get her into his bed—hed offered her exactly what she wanted in as many words. Blackandwhite. Simple.

It wasnt simple at all.

I despise you.

You want me. His hands rested lightly on her hips. It tears you up inside that you crave my cock, but you cant fight it no matter how hard you try. He backed her up, step by slow step, until she bumped a tree. Roman kept coming, the side of his face brushing hers. Did you think about how good itd feel to have my fingers sliding into these yoga pants?

No.

Whos the liar now, Allie? His lips caressed her earlobe. Id love a private yoga session. Just us. No friends, no instructors, no clothes. How long do you think wed last before I was on my back and you were riding my cock?

She couldnt breathe. Her skin felt too tight, as if it were several sizes too small, and her core pulsed in time with her racing heart. I would never—

No, Allie. No more lies between us. Youre pissed that Im here—I get that—and youre even more pissed that you want me. Trust me, I know the feeling. I was never supposed to fuck you, and if Id known who you were…

She leaned back enough to look at his face—or what she could see of it in the darkness. If youd known who I was, you wouldnt have gone there with me.

Roman cursed. Even if Id known your name, that wouldnt have stopped me from wanting you. Needing you.

She stroked her hands down his chest to the waistband of his shorts. Do you need me now?

I never stopped.

This was the worst idea. She needed her head clear, and it was nothing but muddled around Roman. He was too big, too beautiful, too overpowering. Even now, she leaned forward, the few inches between them too much distance. He let her, his hands on her hips branding her—but not trying to guide her. Allie inhaled deeply. Do you drug your cologne? Because, seriously, how am I supposed to think straight when you smell so good?”

He chuckled. Im not wearing any.

He was gorgeous and a god in the bedroom, and he had to smell good naturally. Because of course. I dont like you.

You dont know me.

She could argue that, but it didnt feel completely accurate. Allie traced the waistband of his shorts with her fingers. She shouldnt…but she was going to. She unbuttoned his shorts and slipped her hand in to grip his cock. I dont have to know you—I know this.

Youre playing with fire.

Maybe. Definitely. If she was smart, shed release him, walk away and spend the rest of her vacation in as close to bliss as she could get, throwing herself into relaxation before she had to go back to reality. She stroked him again, liking the way his body went tense but his hands stayed still on her hips.

As if he was waiting for permission.

The realization sent a thrill through her. She kept stroking his cock, teasing him. Did you really think it would be that easy?

What would? He spoke through gritted teeth, and her body gave another thrill of pleasure.

Getting your way. She squeezed him around the base and nudged his pants down a little farther so she could cup his balls with her free hand. You thought youd show up here, interrupt my vacation and, what? Id fall all over myself to give you exactly what you wanted?

Roman released one of her hips and braced his hand on the tree behind her. The move brought him closer to her, but not so close that he impeded her movements. She stroked him harder as he slid his cheek against hers, his breathing hitching with every downstroke. He nipped her earlobe. Isnt that exactly what happened last night?

She glared and gave his balls a squeeze that was just shy of vicious. Youre awfully cocky for someone whos got their nether bits in my hands.

Theyre very capable hands. He shifted to press butterfly kisses along her jaw and down her neck even as his hand on her hip squeezed her. Dont stop.

I should. She didnt. I should stop right now and leave you with a wicked case of blue balls. Why was her breath coming as harshly as his? Hed barely touched her, but having his cock in her hands and him so close… Intoxicating. There was no other word for it.

Roman gave her collarbone an openmouthed kiss and dragged his hand up her side to palm her breast. Ill just go back to my villa and jack myself off thinking of your sweet pussy. Not as good as the real thing—nothing is—but you gave me more than enough inspiration to get the job done. He tugged the strap of her tank top off her shoulder. It was one of those things with a built-in bra, so the motion freed her breast. He repeated the move with the other side, and she shivered as the breeze coming in off the water teased her nipples. Beautiful, Roman murmured.

You go overboard with the compliments. She kept up her leisurely stroking. It was like the rest of the world ceased to exist outside their little sphere. It was just her and Roman, driving each other crazy.

I give credit where credit is due. He bent and sucked one nipple into his mouth. The position meant she had to let go of his cock, which she did with reluctance. He cupped her through her yoga pants, the coolness of the tree against her back only highlighting how warm his body was. If I slipped my hand in here, would I find you wet and wanting? I think so. He traced a single finger up the seam of the pants—right over her clit. I think having my cock in your hands turned you on as much as the fact that were ten yards away from the bar and anyone coming up from the beach will get the show of their life.

She pushed back against him even as her hips rolled into his touch. Thats not true.

Liar. She felt more than heard the word as his breath caressed her neck. You get off on this as much as I do. Another stroke through the fabric. Would you take my cock right here, right now?

She started to say yes, but common sense reared its ugly head. Im not fucking you without a condom.

Mmm. He kissed her neck. I know. Roman pulled her pants down in a swift movement. She started to protest, but he went to his knees in front of her and yanked her foot free. Oh. He looped one leg over his shoulder and she caught the glimpse of white teeth when he grinned. Have a little faith, Allie. Im not a complete monster. And then his mouth was on her pussy and she didnt have the breath to argue.

 

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cocky

 

About Katee Robert:

 

KateeRobert

 

New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her 2015 title, The Marriage Contract, was a RITA finalist, and RT Book Reviews named it ‘a compulsively readable book with just the right amount of suspense and tension.”  When not writing sexy contemporary and romantic suspense, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her children, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse. 

Connect with Katee at: Website | Facebook | Twitter| GoodReads | Instagram

Pre-Order Blitz + Giveaway: Make Me Crave by Katee Robert

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In MAKE ME CRAVE by NYT Bestselling Author, Katee Robert, Roman Bassani will do anything to close a deal. Even chase down Allie Landers on her Caribbean vacation to make an offer on her company.

Pre-order MAKE ME CRAVE and add it to your TBR pile on Goodreads! Then keep reading to get a sneak peek excerpt and enter the giveaway for a $25 Amazon gift card or one of three (3) ebooks from Katee Robert’s backlist!

Robert Make Me Crave

Title: Make Me Crave

Author: Katee Robert

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: July 1, 2018

Publisher: Harlequin Dare

Series: Make Me

Synopsis:

“I crave you…”

Can their hunger be satisfied? 

Roman Bassani will do anything to close a deal. Even chase down Allie Landers on her Caribbean vacation to make an offer on her company. He expects a challenge—but not their immediate intense attraction. After an accidental one-night stand they agree to put business aside—for now. The island lulls them into a heated sexual journey…but what happens to their opposing interests when they return from paradise?

Available at:  

 Amazon: https://amzn.to/2yZmBYu

B&N: http://bit.ly/MakeMeCraveBN

iTunes: http://bit.ly/MakeMeCraveiTunes

Kobo: http://bit.ly/MakeMeCraveKobo

 

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Make Me Crave Excerpt

Copyright © 2018 Katee Robert

 

Tomorrow would be soon enough for them to go exploring and try out the standup paddleboards Allie had eyed when she’d checked out the beach.

Her face heated at the fact shed been caught topless sunbathing. Whoever that guy was, hed been far off enough that she couldnt clearly see his face. Those shoulders, though… Allie shivered. Even at a distance, shed seen the cut of his muscles and how purposefully hed maneuvered the kayak through the turquoise waters. The island must have already gone to her head, because shed spent a truly insane moment hoping hed come to shore so she could get a better look at him.

Maybe more than a better look.

Allie laughed at her fanciful thoughts. Vacation hookups were all well and good, but if that was what shed wanted, shed chosen the wrong place to go. Isolation and relaxation were the name of the game on West Island, which was exactly what shed craved when she let Becka talk her into booking the trip. It was the exact opposite of New York and her life there.

But now she found herself wondering if maybe something slightly more chaotic would have been a better choice. The sun and sea had soaked into her blood and the heady feeling had her convinced anything was possible. It was only a week. The perfect length of time for a fling…

If she wasnt on a private island in the middle of the ocean without a single man in sight.

She bypassed the little golf cart that was one of the main forms of transportation here. It felt good to walk after being cooped up on the plane and then lying prone while she sunned herself. She usually taught at least one class a day at Transcend—more if she needed to cover someone elses schedule—so being inactive wasnt natural for her. It was only a mile or two to the restaurant and the day had started to cool as the sun reached for the horizon. Itd be downright pleasant tonight.

Shed make sure to wake early and attend one of the yoga classes offered, and the rest of the day would be filled with activities that would keep restlessness from setting in. There was even scuba diving available, though Allie wasnt sure she was feeling that adventurous. Snorkeling? Sure. Going deeper with only a tank and a few tubes between her and drowning? That would take a whole lot more convincing.

The path was cleared and well maintained to allow the carts to drive without problems, so she let her mind wander as she fell into a natural stride that ate up the distance without tiring her out. Every once in a while, the path would branch off in different directions, some heading toward other villas, some heading deeper inland. There was a small selection of hiking trails that offered tours of the history of the island.

She made it to the restaurant easily, and found it practically deserted. Allie paused in the doorway, wondering if shed misunderstood the woman whod checked them in. Maybe it was closed?

Looks like its just you and me.

She jumped and spun around. The man stood a respectable distance away, but his sheer size ate up the space and made her feel closed in. She froze. I’d recognize those shoulders anywhere. Confirming her suspicion, his gaze slid over her body as if he was reminding himself of what she looked like with nothing but what shed worn on the beach. She tried to swallow past her suddenly dry throat. You.

Me. He finally looked her in the face, and she rocked back on her heels. The man was an Adonis. There was no other way to describe his blond perfection, from his hazel eyes to the square jaw to the cleft in his chin to the body that just wouldnt quit. He might be wearing a shirt now, but the button-down did nothing to hide his muscle definition.

He held out a wide hand with equally perfect square fingers. Let me buy you a drink?

Were at an all-inclusive resort.

His lips twitched, eyes twinkling. Have a drink with me.

Oh, he was good. Charm practically colored the air between them, and she had the inexplicable impulse to close the distance and stroke a finger along his jawline. To flick that cleft chin with her tongue.

Allie gave herself a shake. Since were the only ones here, itd be silly to sit apart.

The look he gave her said he saw right through the excuse, and why not when it was pathetically flimsy? The truth was that this man was magnetic and she suspected shed be drawn to him even in a room full of people. He waved a hand at the empty place. Ladys choice.

How magnanimous of you.

I try.

She laughed and headed for the table in the middle of the small patio. There were half a dozen tables, and she picked a spot that put her back to the building and presented the best view of the ocean through a carefully curated gap in the foliage.

He eyed the view and then the chair on the other side of the table, and then he picked it up and set it adjacent to hers so they were sitting on a diagonal,  rather than directly across from each other. Nice view.

She turned to agree—and found him staring at her.

Allie wasnt falsely modest. Life was too short to play games with body shaming and pretending she didnt have access to a mirror. She was pretty—beautiful when she put some effort into it—but shed given up being skinny or petiteafter the agony of high school, and she wasn’t athletically built like some of the women at her gym. Sure, she had muscle beneath her softness, and she could keep up with the best of them in her spin classes, but she loved food just as much as she loved to sweat, and her curves reflected that. Some guys had a problem with that, though she didnt keep them around as soon as comments like Should you really be eating that? started.

This guy looked at her like he wanted to put her on the table and feast on her for dinner.

The desire stoked the flame inside her that had kindled the second she saw him. She leaned forward, checking his left hand. No ring. No tan lines, either. What brings you to West Island?

Its paradise, isnt it? Who wouldnt want to come here to get away from it all?

That wasnt quite an answer, but she was distracted by the intoxicating way his mouth moved when he spoke. Get ahold of yourself, Allie. Youre in danger of panting for him. She took a quick drink of water that did nothing to quell the heat rising with each minute she sat next to him.

Luckily, a waiter appeared to save her from saying something truly embarrassing. He outlined the menu for the night and took their drink orders, then disappeared as quickly as hed come.

They were in the middle of one of the most beautiful places Allie had ever seen, and she couldnt manage to tear her gaze away from this stranger. She licked her lips, every muscle in her body tensing when he followed the movement. She opened her mouth, but before she could speak, he took her hand, running his thumb over her knuckles.

The touch was innocent enough, but she felt that light movement in places that were most definitely not innocent. She didnt have to look down to know her nipples now pressed against the thin fabric of her sundress.

His smile was slow and sinful and promised things she never would have had the gall to ask for. This is going to sound unforgivably forward, but what do you say we get out of here and go back to my villa?

It was crazy. More than crazy. She didnt even know his name, and she sure as hell didnt know anything more pertinent about him.

But there on the softly lit patio with the tropical scent of some flower she didnt recognize and the soft shushing sound of the tide coming in, she didnt feel like Allie, gym owner and mother hen, the responsible one who could never afford to do anything out of line or make a misstep because too many lives depended on her.

Here, she was just Allie, a woman. A woman who desperately wanted the man staring at her mouth as if he was doing everything in his power to keep from kissing her right then and there. She licked her lips again, secretly delighting in the way a muscle in his jaw jumped. Yes.

Yes?

Yes, lets get out of here.

 

aphrodite

 

cocky

 

About Katee Robert:

 

KateeRobert

 

New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her 2015 title, The Marriage Contract, was a RITA finalist, and RT Book Reviews named it ‘a compulsively readable book with just the right amount of suspense and tension.”  When not writing sexy contemporary and romantic suspense, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her children, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse. 

Connect with Katee at: Website | Facebook | Twitter| GoodReads | Instagram