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.
GoodReads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7142355.Jillian_Neal 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.
Excerpt:
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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