Blog Tour: Make Me Crave by Katee Robert
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.
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CRAVE to your TBR pile on Goodreads then keep reading to get a sneak peek excerpt and enter the giveaway
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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
RATING/REVIEW: ☕☕☕☕ (4 cups for this extremely sexy and intriguing enemies to lovers romance!)
RATING/REVIEW: ☕☕☕☕ (4 cups for this extremely sexy and intriguing enemies to lovers romance!)
Make Me Crave is the second standalone book in the Make Me series and features some familiar characters from the previous book. This short, extremely sexy enemies to lovers story will definitely keep readers turning the page to the point that you either stop whatever you're doing or basically do everything quickly while reading! Yes, done both! The character of Roman Bassini has been established as basically a nonbeliever in romance (case in point read the first book). He also happens to be shark in the business world. Now Allie on the other hand appears more complicated in the emotional department than Roman. First she owns a business that Roman is itchy to get his hand on for a potential investor. Which means she's a savvy business person, second her gym also happens to be attached to a women's shelter for victims of abuse. Therefore she has a name to protect and therefore she doesn't trust Roman because of his reputation. So when they happen to bump into each other in an island resort, attractions of the lustful kind flare up, they kind of act on it right away. It's an island resort that sort of thing happens. What doesn't usually happens is if you find out, after all that orgasmic glow, that your enemy became your lover and is back to being an enemy! What results is one very erotic and quite entertaining romance that takes the phrase business before pleasure over its head! Make Me Crave is short, combustible and captivating with a guaranteed HEA, how it happens is the real story!
Synopsis:
“I crave you…”
Can their hunger be satisfied?
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.
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