MAKE ME CRAVE,
an all-new enemies to lovers story from Katee Robert is LIVE!
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
excerpt and enter the giveaway for a $25 Amazon gift card or one of three (3)
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Title: Make Me Crave
Author: Katee Robert
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 1, 2018
Publisher: Harlequin Dare
Series: Make Me
Page Count: 144 pages
Format: Digital
ASIN: B0779DL61K
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?
“Dare is Harlequin’s hottest line yet. Every book should come with a free fan. I dare you to try them!”
—Tiffany Reisz, international bestselling author
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?
“Dare is Harlequin’s hottest line yet. Every book should come with a free fan. I dare you to try them!”
—Tiffany Reisz, international bestselling author
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Praise for Make Me Crave
“Make me Crave by Katee Robert is such an
amazing and captivating read that you will not put it down. Sexy, fiesty,
hotness, chemistry, laughter and love Make me Crave is a must read for all book
lovers. This is hands down in my opinion the best book that I have ever read by
Katee Roberts.”—Goodreads review
“Wow! I can't emphasize enough how much I loved
Make Me Crave (Make Me #2). It has sass, steam and great characters with loads
of chemistry. Katee Robert is definitely an author on my ‘must read’ list.”—Goodreads
review
“Hello Adonis! Roman is just...yeah. I mean,
sex on a stick with a good heart (despite his past misdeeds), and a more than
capable brain! Allie is his perfect match and their time together sets the
pages on fire while making you root for them to get more than just the pleasure
they find from each other on the island! A great book!”—Goodreads review
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Make Me Crave Excerpt
Copyright © 2018 Katee Robert
Allie was so furious, she could barely put two words
together. “You don’t get to just decide that we’re having a conversation and
haul me out here to do it.”
“If I was going to haul you
anywhere, it’d 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,
she’d be a red-faced liar. “That changes nothing. The point is that I’m not
enjoying 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 you’re anything but a goddamn shark.”
“Who said I’m trying to convince you of anything?”
The words brushed her mouth as he leaned down, just a little. “I am
a shark, Allie. I’ve never pretended to be anything else.”
She started to call him a liar, but he was telling
the truth. He hadn’t tried to seduce her with sweet words to get her into his
bed—he’d offered her exactly what she wanted in as many words. Black-and-white.
Simple.
It wasn’t 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 can’t 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 it’d feel to have my fingers sliding into these yoga pants?”
“No.”
“Who’s the liar now, Allie?” His lips caressed her
earlobe. “I’d love a private yoga session. Just us. No friends, no instructors,
no clothes. How long do you think we’d last before I was on my back and you
were riding my cock?”
She couldn’t 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. You’re pissed
that I’m here—I get that—and you’re even more pissed that you want me. Trust
me, I know the feeling. I was never supposed to fuck you, and if I’d known who
you were…”
She leaned back enough to look at his face—or what
she could see of it in the darkness. “If you’d known who I was, you wouldn’t
have gone there with me.”
Roman cursed. “Even if I’d known your name, that
wouldn’t 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. “I’m not wearing any.”
He was gorgeous and a god in the bedroom, and he
had to smell good naturally. Because of course. “I don’t like you.”
“You don’t know me.”
She could argue that, but it didn’t feel
completely accurate. Allie traced the waistband of his shorts with her fingers.
She shouldn’t…but she was going to. She unbuttoned his shorts and slipped her
hand in to grip his cock. “I don’t have to know you—I know this.”
“You’re playing with fire.”
“Maybe.” Definitely. If she was smart, she’d
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 you’d show up here, interrupt my vacation and, what?
I’d 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. “Isn’t that exactly what happened last night?”
She glared and gave his balls a squeeze that was
just shy of vicious. “You’re awfully cocky for someone who’s got their nether
bits in my hands.”
“They’re 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. “Don’t stop.”
“I should.” She didn’t. “I should stop right now
and leave you with a wicked case of blue balls.” Why was her breath coming as
harshly as his? He’d 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. “I’ll 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 we’re 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. “That’s 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. “I’m 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. I’m not a complete monster.” And then
his mouth was on her pussy and she didn’t have the breath to argue.
About
Katee Robert
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.
