Readers drawn to the theme of the older woman/younger man will be thrilled to get their hands on this sensual story set in the modeling world. Keep reading to get a tempting taste of The Model by Harlow Layne, then start counting down the days until this book hits shelves on March 25th! To help make the wait more bearable make sure to visit the link below for the chance to win 1 of 3 print copies of this upcoming book too.
The moment I heard Ryder’s voice I was a goner.
As a photographer, I was used to working with beautiful people, but Ryder Williams was the most perfect male specimen that had ever stood before me. I knew without a doubt it would take no time at all for him to be the next big thing...or for him to steal my heart.
Model and photographer, we shouldn’t cross that line, but there was no stopping the passion we felt. Nothing else mattered. Not the age difference. Not that he was a client. Not even our pasts.
After my assistant caught us together, he was gone. I tried to put him out of my head, until fate threw him back into my life and my bed.
Time and time again we’re brought together, should I keep fighting or finally accept what my heart wants?
EXCERPT:
He strode out into the crystal-clear water in only his tiny navy trunks. Looking over his shoulder, he called out. “Are you ready?”
I gave him a thumbs-up as I looked at the LED screen, my finger on the button, ready to take his picture. I could feel that we had everyone’s attention, but I didn’t care. By the time they were done, the lighting would be all wrong for what I wanted. These were for me and me alone. They’d be my spank bank material if they came out the way I thought they would.
Ryder disappeared into the water for only a moment, and when he reappeared, it was like a dream or a sexy commercial. He moved in slow motion; his eyes locked on me as my finger held down the shutter button. If we didn’t have an audience, I would have dropped my camera to the ground and jumped him. Water trickled down his torso, and my eyes were riveted on each drop as they moved down his body.
Snapping out of it, I ordered. “Push your hair out of your face.”
I saw a twinkle in his eye, but other than that, Ryder seemed unfazed as he did as I told him. The crowd moved in closer to watch, their shoot forgotten, and for a split second, I felt bad, until Ryder’s eyes heated and he bit his lower lip. My ovaries let out a sigh, and my sex clenched in need. Dear God, he was otherworldly; he was so gorgeous and perfect.
“Come to me. Large strides,” I commanded. I squatted down to get him from a new angle. I wished I had another camera to get him in at least one other direction.
Ryder walked to me like he was on the catwalk. My body rose, the closer he got to me. His stare was directed at me until he was right in front of me. Taking my camera, a smile danced on his lips, and when those dimples popped out, I was done for. One big hand reached out and grasped my waist, pulling until every inch of skin from my waist up came into contact with his. Dipping down, his soft lips found mine in the single best kiss of my life. It was the perfect mixture of soft and hard, passion and need with a dose of possession. It ended far too soon, and when Ryder’s lips left mine, I let out a soft cry. I wanted to pull him back to me, but when someone cleared their throat, the world that had disappeared suddenly came rushing back.
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AUTHOR INFO:
Harlow Layne is a hopeless romantic who writes sweet and sexy alpha males who will make you swoon.
Harlow wrote fan fiction for years before she decided to try her hand at a story that had been swimming in her head for years.
When Harlow's not writing you'll find her online shopping on Amazon, Facebook, or Instagram, reading, or hanging out with her family and two dogs.
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