Title: Beauty Touched the Beast (The Beauty Series)
Author: Skye Warren
Release dates: Nov. 2011 - July 8, 2013 (serial release)
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age Group: New Adult/Adult
Event organized by: AToMR Tours
*The first novella, Beauty Touched the Beast, is currently free on Amazon and B&N*
Beauty Touched the Beast: http://www.amazon.com/Beauty-Touched-the-Beast-ebook/dp/B006Q648F0/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&qid=1372551913&sr=8-6&keywords=skye+warren
Beneath the Beauty: http://www.amazon.com/Beneath-the-Beauty-ebook/dp/B00CVGFCEK/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&qid=1372551963&sr=8-5&keywords=skye+warren
Broken Beauty: http://www.amazon.com/Broken-Beauty-ebook/dp/B00DFLFQ5K/ref=sr_1_6?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1372552010&sr=1-6&keywords=broken+beauty
Beauty Becomes You: Book releases on July 8th.
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Beauty Touched the Beast: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/beauty-touched-the-beast-skye-warren/1108072304?ean=2940044473362
Beneath the Beauty: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/beneath-the-beauty-skye-warren/1115373518?ean=2940016789903
Broken Beauty: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/broken-beauty-skye-warren/1115679643?ean=2940016506968
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Beauty Touched the Beast (Beauty #1):
Erin cleans Mr. Morris’s house twice a week, soaking up every moment with the reclusive ex-soldier she secretly loves. Blake Morris knows he’s scarred both inside and out and is no good for the beautiful young woman who cleans his house to pay for college. But when Erin walks in on Blake touching himself and moaning her name, all bets are off.
Beneath the Beauty (Beauty #2):
In the long anticipated sequel to Amazon Erotica Bestseller Beauty Touched the Beast, Erin and Blake explore their new intimacy and encounter old enemies.
When Blake receives an offer to return to his alma mater as associate professor, he knows this is his chance to reenter the world—and to be worthy of the woman he loves. Erin wants this chance for him to heal… even if it means leaving her behind.
Broken Beauty (Beauty #3)
A troubling revelation puts Blake’s newfound career in jeopardy and Erin’s impending graduation at risk. The couple forge ahead, determined that love conquers all. They find a new depth to their respect for one another and new heights for their sensual play, but secrets and shadows lay in wait along the path.
Beauty Becomes You (Beauty #4)
No description available. Soon-to-be released July 8, 2013.
About the Author:
Skye Warren writes unapologetic erotica, where pain and sex and love collide. She has been called “a true mistress of dark and twisted erotica” and her books have reached the bestseller lists at Amazon and been a Night Owl Reviews Top Pick.
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She let herself in using her key and called out, “Mr. Morris! It’s Erin.”
Call me Blake, he always asked, but for some reason she resisted. She wasn’t usually a stickler for propriety, but with him it seemed like a good idea. Maybe his military roots made the formality more correct to her. Or more likely, it was the domesticity of cleaning his home while he loitered near her.
It would be so easy to slip, to let him see how she felt about him. Then she’d feel like an idiot—a dumb, little girl panting after a man old enough to be her father.
She pulled a book from her bag and went upstairs in search of her boss to return it to him. She could probably put it in his bookcase, always neat and organized so she’d know right where it belonged. In fact, his whole house sparkled from the knotted floorboards to the arched ceilings.
It was partly because he was so fastidious, but also because she did a full deep clean twice a week. It was one of the odd habits that made her reclusive employer so strange, and also endearing.
She could replace the book, but she wanted an excuse to talk to him. They’d had a lively debate on the merits of the U.N. in her political science class yesterday and she knew he’d appreciate it.
She poked her head in his bedroom and found him there. Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight. He lay spread out on the bed, his skin still damp from a bath, a towel in disarray around his waist.
And he was masturbating. Shit!
She ought to leave. This was clearly a private moment and she the intruder. She really should turn around, walk away and absolutely, positively not watch. Instead she stood there, her eyes riveted to his exposed cock standing up thick from his fisted hand.
“God, baby,” he moaned, his eyes closed, “Suck it, please.”
Her lips parted in surprise, as if she could obey him from across the room. Her clit throbbed to hear his rasping voice say those dirty words, to watch his fist fuck his cock.
“Yes. Yesss. So beautiful. God.” His other hand reached to cup his balls. “That’s right, baby. Lick them. Suck them.”
Her wide-eyed gaze flew to his face, mesmerized by the interplay of shiny, scar tissue and ruddy, healthy skin twisted in a grimace of pleasure. His burns and coarse features might make him repulsive to some, but when she looked at him she saw only Blake, with his brilliant ideas and gruff kindness.
“Touch yourself. Yeah, yeah. Take me deep in your mouth and stick your fingers in your cunt.”
Her thighs squeezed together where she stood, giving herself whatever relief she could. If she moved, either her legs or her hands, she’d have to acknowledge that what she was doing, that being a voyeur was wrong, so she stayed still instead.
Then, shockingly, he moaned her name, “Erin…”
He flashed her what was she supposed was a conciliatory smile but looked more like a grimace. And that made her think of what he looked like when he climaxed. Dammit.
She really should shut up now, but she couldn’t seem to stop. “I was wondering if you, that is, if you were thinking of me…weren’t you?” she asked.
His eyes widened even as his lips tightened.
“Well, it’s only that, I wondered if… if it was just a passing thought or if it was more ... ” She trailed off.
He looked alarmed now and she cursed herself silently. “Erin,” he said, his voice strangled. “You don’t feel that I was asking you to do anything…inappropriate, do you? That I would try to make you do something—something you didn’t want?”
“No!” she exclaimed in dismay. “Of course not. I just meant that, well, if you were interested in me that way, well, I—” She took a deep breath and rushed out, “I wouldn’t necessarily be opposed to it.”
“You—” He broke off. She noticed detachedly that his hand was gripping the counter so tight his knuckles were white. He swayed forward as if to approach her but then leaned back. “Are you sure? Are you sure you don’t feel pressured? I would never ever want you to feel that you had to—”
“No, no. It’s not that, I swear. And the same goes for you, too. If you don’t want to, please don’t feel that you must—”
“If I don’t want to,” he repeated, sounding dazed. His eyes unfocused for a minute, and then pinned her. He stepped forward and then circled around, standing behind her. Her hair rustled and scalp tingled where his face leaned into her hair, as if he were scenting her.
He trailed a finger lightly from the crown of her head, down her hair, along her shoulder and her arm. It wasn’t an overtly sexual touch, but she found it highly erotic. The past two days of heightened arousal boiled over in her until she felt strung out with need.
“Please,” she whimpered, shocked at herself even as she said it. She considered herself a proud woman, probably to her detriment. Her circumstances, cleaning houses while her classmates drove their Mercedes to class, ought to bring her down, but she would not be cowed. She was like him—she never begged, not for anything, money, favor and certainly not sex. Yet here she was wanting—no, needing him, a feeling foreign but very real.
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