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Rock Courtship by Nalini Singh

OUT OF 5 STARS

OUT OF 5 STARS

Shameless Recommendation

Marissa Not So PNR Mini Banner Nalini has crafted another great story with characters you can’t help falling in love with, and don’t worry, plenty of sexy instances throughout. I loved the originality of how the story begins, with David courting Thea via memo, and how they go back and forth in the same format with their replies. David explaining how good they’ll be together and trying to allay some of Thea’s fears from a past relationship. Then Thea will reply why they can’t be together, yet as she’s crafting her replies, she’s being won over by David’s persistence and thoughtfulness (and sexy words). [September 2014]

Where To Buy

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Shameless Recommendation

Marissa Not So PNR Mini Banner Nalini has crafted another great story with characters you can’t help falling in love with, and don’t worry, plenty of sexy instances throughout. I loved the originality of how the story begins, with David courting Thea via memo, and how they go back and forth in the same format with their replies. David explaining how good they’ll be together and trying to allay some of Thea’s fears from a past relationship. Then Thea will reply why they can’t be together, yet as she’s crafting her replies, she’s being won over by David’s persistence and thoughtfulness (and sexy words). [September 2014]

Where To Buy

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About Our Heat Ratings

The hottest of the hot!
ex. BDSM, kink, dub-con

Super hot for adults only.
most modern romance

A little bit of heat.
not overly descriptive

Light romance and fade-to-black.
ex. young adult

Publisher Synopsis

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New York Times bestselling author Nalini Singh’s new contemporary romance novella is pure hard rock and scorching heat...

What happens when the Gentleman of Rock decides to play dirty?

A drummer for the hottest rock band on the planet, David has a single, powerful weakness: Thea, the band’s publicist and the woman who steals his breath away with her every move.

Only problem is, Thea doesn’t date clients—or musicians. Emotionally scarred by a cheating ex, she’s not about to risk her heart with a man who has groupies buzzing around him like flies. Even if his sexy smile ties her up in knots.

What she doesn’t know is that David is a one-woman man...and he’s madly in love with her. David’s determined to prove he’s worth the risk, and willing to court her, step by exquisite step. Thea’s about to discover just how long and hard this handsome drummer can play.

ASIN: B00MUXSWZA

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[su_quote]The woman of his dreams was kissing him back like she wanted to ride him to oblivion and back.[/su_quote]

[su_quote]Watching her as the pleasure took her under,he felt his heart ache. åÊShe was so lovely, and she’d given him the right to put his hands on her.[/su_quote]

Series Reading Order

1.åÊRock Addiction (Rock Kiss Book 1)
1.5åÊRock Courtship: A Rock Kiss Novella

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Excerpt

He‰Ûªd sent her a memo.

And it had nothing whatsoever to do with the bar fight.

Reasons Why You Should Give Us a Shot

Introduction: In this memo, I, David Rivera, explain why you, Thea Arsana, should seriously consider entering into a relationship with me.

First, let me address what I believe is your main reason for not dating me: that I am a client. This can be easily remedied. You own an agency in partnership. Your partner, or, if Imani has no space on her books, one of your senior associates, can take over the Schoolboy Choir account. If you‰Ûªd prefer not to move the account, you can have Imani vet anything that has to do specifically with me.

(Speaking as a member of SC, we want you, no one else.)

Second, while I admit I am a couple of inches shorter than you and two years younger, I have absolutely no hang-ups about either. I don‰Ûªt think such a small age difference matters, and I‰Ûªm fairly certain my maturity levels are acceptable. I point out that I, too, am an eldest child. As for the height thing‰ÛÓI seriously love those heels you wear. Never will I be so stupid as to demand you wear flats.

Not when watching you walk in heels is one of my all-time favorite things to do.

I‰Ûªm also in good shape. I realize I‰Ûªm not as pretty as Noah, or as built as Abe, or have a dimple like Fox, but I have been told I have good teeth. Therefore, I‰Ûªm not physically deficient.
Third, I think you‰Ûªre hot. Extremely, combustibly hot. If I could, I‰Ûªd keep you in bed for a week running, naked and mine, and I‰Ûªd still not have enough. I think every part of you is hot, but I‰Ûªm particularly turned on by your mind and your legs. You should see the fantasies I have of seducing your mind with my words while I stroke my hands over your legs, rub my fingertips along the inner skin of your thighs.

You don‰Ûªt mind calluses, do you, Thea? They come from drumming so intensely over a long period. All that physical work also means I have plenty of stamina. I can go as long and as hard as you want, or as slow and as deep, or any combination thereof. Hard and deep. Slow and long. Hard, deep, long? I can do that.

Your choice.

Or if you prefer it gentle and lazy, I can do that too. (Though we‰Ûªd probably have to burn things down to a simmer with a hard, fast bout or three first.)

I‰Ûªd be careful as I stroked you, but I‰Ûªm afraid my touch would be a bit rough, a fraction abrasive, especially when I reach between your legs and use my fingertips to squeeze that pretty, plump, hard little‰ÛÓ
Thea closed her eyes, took a deep breath. It didn‰Ûªt do much good, her chest heaving and her pulse a brutal thud against her skin. Mind filled with the potent erotic imagery he‰Ûªd conjured up and thighs tightly clenched in a futile effort to contain the sudden throbbing ache in between, she stared up at the ceiling of the lounge.

All she saw was David‰Ûªs hand on her thigh, the small scar he had across the first knuckle of his right hand a slash of white against the dark gold of his natural skin tone. His arm was hard with strength and dusted with tiny black hairs, muscle and tendon flexing under his skin as he teased and played with her clit using those callused fingertips before thrusting a single finger deep into‰ÛÓ

She squeezed her phone so hard that she heard the case crack, her body rigid and nerves gone haywire. When it was over, she collapsed into her seat in stunned shock, glad that the curved shape of it and her position in a seating arrangement right in back had hidden her from view of the others in the lounge.

He‰Ûªd made her orgasm.

With nothing but the pressure of her thighs on her needy flesh and his words. The damn man had figured out her weak point and he‰Ûªd aimed his missile right at it: her mind.

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My first foray into the Romance genre came my freshman year in high school English, where the teacher had us all read books from several different genres. So, my first book boyfriend and PnR introduction, if you will, was Richard Merlin, from The Wizard of Seattle. Prior to that, I’d only read Fantasy or Sci-fi, with a little teen horror thrown in for angst. I was reading The Vampire Diaries decades before it was even a twinkle in the eyes of the producers. Now, I am addicted to PnR, always reading at least one book a week about vamps, wolves, angels, demons, Fae, or overall magic.

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