Book Blitz and Giveaway: Flame by Brooke Cumberland
FLAME is a companion novel in the Spark series, but can be read as a stand alone...
**An erotic romance—Mature audiences only 18+**
Carissa Wright doesn’t do relationships.
Raised with a junkie mother and an alcoholic father, building relationships were far off her list. Rather, one night-stands were her usual.
Carissa has one constant in her life—her best friend Velaney. Completely opposite of each other, yet they balance each other out.
Although Carissa admits to only wanting sex and nothing more, will she allow the one guy who wants to break down her walls or will she run out of fear for finally letting her guard down?
She is unfamiliar with these feelings and wants nothing more than to walk away without a shattered heart. Will she be able to find the courage in order to turn her flame into a long lasting relationship?
With walls built up & emotions turned off, can she learn to put her heart on the line?
Or will each guy just be another flame?
Drew Finlay is a foreign exchange student from London. Studying abroad, he remains focused on school and football. It isn't until he meets Carissa that his consistent routine is interrupted. Knowing very well he'll be heading home in just a matter of months, Drew doesn't pressure Carissa into giving him more than she can give. However, once he falls for her...he isn't giving up.
Control, passion, and desperate.
He'll take her anyway he can have her...
Brooke is a midwestern gal, from the cheese state of Wisconsin! Go Packers! She's a stay-at-home mom to a wild three year old. Most days you can find her reading or writing, or just hanging out with her family! She loves movies, cooking, and shopping! She's addicted to Starbucks, Coach purses, and wearing yoga pants.
I’m still blown away by Drew’s sudden attack on my lips. He left without so much as a goodbye or a here’s my number. I don’t know why it bothers me so much, but it does. One moment I’m sad, wondering if I’ll ever see him again, and the next I’m pissed off that yet again, a man has staked their claim on me and then just bailed.
Ugh…what the hell is happening to me? I don’t think about guys. I dream of sex. Of multiple orgasms. But I don’t think of guys as anything more than just that—a way to get off.
But Drew…yeah, he’s different. He’s a blend of sexy meat layered with a sense of entitlement. He knows he’s hot—he has to know. His muscles are practically popping out of his tight t-shirt. And I’m pretty sure I even saw some ink under those sleeves. Had he given me more than two minutes, my hands would’ve wandered up those arms and felt those muscles.
Must get Drew out of my head.
“Fuck this shit,” I yell at myself. I waltz back into the bar, searching for him through the crowd that’s gotten rowdier since the next game started.
I spot him near the back, laughing with his friends as they continue watching the game. I stalk over, grab him by the arm, and drag him with me into the back hallway.
“Feisty little thing, aren’t you?” I let go of his arm once we make it down the hall where it’s quiet. “Fucking hell, you’re strong.” He rubs his arm with his hand.
“What the hell was that?” I demand.
“I should ask you the same thing, Doll.” He eyes me curiously, not giving away his thoughts.
“Do you typically go around kissing girls like that and then bailing? Or am I the exception?” I realize I’m practically yelling at him, demanding answers, but I don’t care. He’s messing with me, and I don’t like it.
He thinks for a moment before responding. “I suppose you could be the exception to many things.” He grins, roaming his eyes up and down my body again.
I’m dumbstruck and bewildered by him. Fuck it. I grab his face in my hands and force his mouth back on mine. I’m not ready to leave his lips just yet—I need more.
He happily reciprocates, wrapping his arms around my waist as he backs me up against the wall behind me. The kiss isn’t sweet and tender like before, but rather needy and aggressive. The intensity is overwhelming, but I give in and let him take control of the kiss.
His hands roam down my ass and thighs, lifting my legs up as they wrap around his waist. He pushes hard against me, making me throb in between my legs as I feel his erection against me. Shit, he’s hard. I so desperately want to submit to my knees and take him in my mouth, but I don’t just yet. I’m too mesmerized by his mouth, his taste, that nothing else seems to matter but getting more of him.
“Oh my god, Drew…I want you. I want you right now,” I whimper out. There’s no point in beating around the bush. I want him so fucking bad.
“What do you want, Doll?” he asks, not parting our lips. “What can I give you?” he asks again softly.
Jesus…the sound of his voice is so fucking captivating. Panty-dropping, heartbeat-skipping sexy.
“Come home with me. Please.”
What the hell…I’m begging now? I don’t beg men. But shit…I’m ready to beg for him. I guess there really is an exception to certain wants.
Ever read that love story that knocks your socks off? Ever get so into a book that you lose track of everything going on around you?
This book is scorching with love and lust. Carissa and Drew's story is one you weren't quite ready for.
Carissa is not a relationship kind of woman. She only sleeps with a man once... anywhere, anytime. The word slut might come to mind, but once you get to know her, you just see her as a woman who loves sex. The two won't be so synonymous once you delve into this story.
Drew is the frat boy/football star. He is the all-American boy, except he isn't. He is from London. His senior year, getting ready to graduate. He has eyes for no one but Carissa.
With Carissa's no-strings attached motto and Drew's persistence, this is one recipe for lust and heartbreak!
I was drawn into their budding relationship. Carissa trying to fight her pull to Drew. Drew trying to get Carissa to open up her heart to him. These two are one big explosion waiting to happen!
This is a book you won't want to put down. I don't want to be a spoiler, but you will be pleased with the ending. For a minute, I almost wanted a heartbreaking ending... But... well, it kind of is... and it kind of isn't. It is the perfect ending to this overwhelming story!