Easy Nights by Kristen Proby

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Easy Nights by Kristen Proby

I’m going to take my time tonight, Van. I want to explore you. I want to learn you.

The Boudreaux Series Reading Order

Easy Love (The Boudreaux Series Book 1)
Easy Charm (The Boudreaux Series Book 2)
Easy Melody (The Boudreaux Series Book 3)
Easy For Keeps (The Boudreaux Series Book 3.5)
Easy Kisses (The Boudreaux Series Book 4)
Easy Magic (The Boudreaux Series Book 5)
Easy Fortune (The Boudreaux Series Book 5.5)
Easy Nights (The Boudreaux Series Book 6)

Excerpt

“Van.”

I spin at the sound of Ben’s voice, and silently cringe. I look horrible. I’m sweating like an ice cold drink without a coaster,
and the clothes I wear here are skin tight, making it easier to move.

“You’re not usually here at this time,” I say and dab a towel on my face.
“What’s up?”

“I had a meeting with another instructor,” he says with a smile. “Thought
I’d say hi.”

“Hi.” I smile and readjust my ponytail. It’s much smaller now, but I can
still pull it back. “How was your day?”

“Busy,” he replies and surprises me by letting his eyes travel up and down
my body. “I like the new hair. You look great.”

“I’m a mess.” I chuckle and hook my towel around my shoulders. “You,
however, do look great.”

That’s a fucking understatement. He’s in cargo shorts and a black tank top,
showing off his tattoos and his muscles.

Good lord, the muscles.

“Can I show you a few things?” he asks, breaking my concentration on his
muscles.

“Sure,” I frown as I follow him back into the empty classroom. “Am I doing
something wrong?”

“No, I just want to go over some form things.” He leads me to the center of
the room and stands behind me, looking into my eyes through the mirror.

Oh God. This is way sexier than it probably should be.

“Assume the stance.”

I follow his directions and work very hard to not react to his strong hands
on my sides as he walks me through punches, kicks, and better ways to keep
my center of gravity.

“You’re small,” he murmurs and pushes my legs just a little closer
together. “I want you to keep your feet just a little closer together.
You’ll have better balance.”

I nod. “It feels better.”

He smiles at me. I can’t keep my eyes off of him in the mirror. The way he
moves, his facial expressions.

Ben has always been attractive to me, but holy shit, did he get hotter? Or
was I just too broken before to see it?

Because holy shit, he’s hot.

“Van?”

“Yeah?”

“I just asked you to do the spin/elbow move.”

“Oh.” I bite my lip and will myself to stop ogling his arms.

“Are you okay?”

“Of course.” I do as he asks and spin, attempting to ram my elbow in his
nose, the way I’ve been taught, but he blocks and sends me onto my ass.
“Damn it.”

“You’re not spinning quickly enough.”

“I’m as clumsy as they get,” I remind him. “If I spin too fast, I’ll fall
on my ass. I’ll be helping my attacker more than anything.”

“It’ll actually feel easier,” he says, helping me to my feet. “You can do
this. I’ve seen it.”

“You’re taller than anyone else I’ve ever sparred with.”

“Good,” he says and narrows his eyes. “Chances are, if you ever have to
defend yourself, your attacker won’t be shorter than you.”

“True.” I nod thoughtfully.

“But if you’re still not comfortable doing this with me, that’s fine. I can
make suggestions for Shelly to work on next week.”

“I’m okay,” I reply, and am surprised to realize that it’s true. It wasn’t
long ago that I couldn’t stand for any man to touch me, not even my
brothers. But I don’t mind so much now.

In fact, I’m utterly shocked to realize that his touch is turning me on. I
don’t remember the last time I had sexual thoughts toward a man. Even Ben.
Which was one more thing that made me sad.

But hello, long lost hormones.

reprinted with permission from the author

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Favorite Quotes

“Jesus Christ. This is what sin feels like,” he rasped. “Wrong and right, at the same time. Life and death. Blond, long-legged, and tight.”
“You look at me like a dieter ogling chocolate cake. But you should know something.”
“What’s that?” She moseyed a step closer.
“Even the most dedicated dieter eventually takes a bite.”
“Can’t stop thinking about how hard I used to fuck you. How hard you used to let me. Just driving you up the bed until you were bent in half, that blond hair tangling around your ankles.”

Romancing the Clarksons Series Reading Order (can be read standalone)

  1. Too Hot to Handle
  2. Too Wild to Tame
  3. Too Hard to Forget
    3.5. Too Close to Call
    (1001 Dark Nights)
  4. Too Beautiful to Break (September 2017)

Easy Magic by Kristen Proby

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Favorite Quotes

Should I fuck you, or should I eat you?

The Boudreaux Series Reading Order

Easy Love (The Boudreaux Series Book 1)
Easy Charm (The Boudreaux Series Book 2)
Easy Melody (The Boudreaux Series Book 3)
Easy For Keeps (The Boudreaux Series Book 3.5)
Easy Kisses (The Boudreaux Series Book 4)
Easy Magic (The Boudreaux Series Book 5)

Excerpt

I pull my phone out of my pocket to call Beau Boudreaux, who also happens to be my landlord. Of course, there is no answer. The man lives upstairs, directly above this shop. Can’t he hear the water? Does he sleep like the dead? Or maybe he’s not home.

I frown and open my mind, searching the building. He’s home. I can feel his presence. And he might be naked. I immediately slam the psychic door shut and walk outside, up the wrought iron steps to his loft, and bang on the door.

“Wake up,” I mutter. “And put some pants on.” I raise my hand to bang again, but the door is flung open and there’s Beau, rubbing sleep from his eyes, a frown on his handsome face. He’s pulled some sweatpants on. Thank God.

“What’s going on?” he demands.

“I have a leak,” I reply and swallow hard, willing myself to keep my eyes on his face, and not the sculpted muscles of his torso. I’ve met the man exactly twice, including right now, but what he does to my libido is ridiculous. I’d forgotten that I have a libido. Which is a sad statement all on its own.

“You had to wake me up at four-thirty for a leak?”

“I have three inches of water on my floor,” I reply and turn to stomp down the stairs. “Come look!” I don’t look back as I wade back into my store.

A few moments later, I hear Beau come clomping down the steps and look back as he fills the doorway with his wide shoulders. He’s tall, pushing six-and-a-half feet. His hair is dark, and his eyes are like old whiskey. Those whiskey eyes survey the space, frowning when he sees the amount of water on the floor.

“Do you know where it’s coming from?”

“The bathroom,” I reply and lead him to it.

“The fucking ceiling fan?” He exclaims and shakes his head. “I was expecting the toilet to be overflowing. Old plumbing is unpredictable.”

“I was expecting the same, but here we are,” I say and cross my arms over my chest. He glances back at me, and his eyes drop to my cleavage for just an instant before he looks me in the eye. I don’t uncross my arms.

“I’m going to shut off the water to the building.”

“Good idea.” He rushes back outside and a few moments later, the water slows to a small trickle, and then fast drops. He comes back inside and looks up.

“Must be a broken pipe.”

“Are you a plumber as well as a billionaire mogul?” I ask, unable to resist.

His lips twitch. “I’m good at a lot of things.”

Oh, I just bet you are.reprinted with permission from the author

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Favorite Quotes

“No one can hear us out here,” he groaned into her neck. “You remember that. Be as loud as you need.” His tongue licked out to trace her earlobe. “Don’t worry, I’m going to make sure you need to scream yourself hoarse.”
“Good thing you weren’t wearing these this morning. That little nylon barrier very well might have kept my cock from sinking in where I don’t belong.” His tongue touched the corner of his lips. “Yeah. You would have been ridden an inappropriate length of time before I came to my senses. I would have had to pull out and lick you wet again at least twice.”
“If you spend the night underneath me, you’ll wear your satisfaction like a billboard, baby. Someone asks you about it, you’ll blush like a schoolgirl, remembering all the bad things you gave me permission to do in the dark. They’ll know I had you. They’ll know you got on your back for me and gave me that pussy like a birthday present.”
“Tight, firm, and giving all at once,” he said through his teeth, mouth shoved into the curve of her neck. “You’ve got a triple threat between your thighs, don’t you, baby? I’m beginning to think you wake up like this. Dripping wet. Ready for me to take you down. Lap you up. Make me look at you and think of a dripping hot tongue fucking from behind while you whine into a pillow.”

Romancing the Clarksons Series Reading Order (can be read standalone)

  1. Too Hot to Handle
  2. Too Wild to Tame
  3. Too Hard to Forget
    3.5. Too Close to Call
    (1001 Dark Nights)
  4. Too Beautiful to Break (September 2017)

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