About The Book:
Title: Cree
Series: My Way #1
Author: H.J. Bellus
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Published: February 4, 2013
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
Purchase: Amazon US | UK | B&N | Paperback
My Way #2: Tripp (to be released March 2014)
My Way #3: Miles (to be released March 2014)
Purchase: Amazon US | UK | B&N | Paperback
My Way #2: Tripp (to be released March 2014)
My Way #3: Miles (to be released March 2014)
**Mature Content Warning** Recommended for ages 17+ due to language and sexual content.
Hey Hoochies! I'm Milly, and I am tired of taking kicks to the gut. A broken family, an asshole husband and the loss of loved ones have left me crying Uncle, and declaring a serious case of the Fuck-Its!I had my heart broken, stomped on and shattered before I ever started on my journey to find my little piece of happiness. With a bucket list, a '66 Ford and wild dreams, I set out on an adventure that changed my life forever.
I found Cree...
A pirate with a little princess and they swept me off my ever lovin' feet, filling my world with sprinkles, mac n' cheese and the courage to live again.
They forced my fragile heart to trust and love without fear.
But the truth is, nobody's past stays hidden forever. It's an invisible monster waiting to attack and destroy. It has the capability to ruin everything you've worked to set right.
All it takes is one final blow to the gut to end everything…
Excerpt:
Cree shows up for his morning coffee like clockwork. Annie has now started dance, so our afternoon soda dates have been cancelled. Cree no longer drives up to the window for his coffee in the morning, he comes in to pick it up.
One morning Cree was harassing me about how easy my job was, so I challenged him to make me a cup of coffee. Cree gladly accepted my challenge.
“Want to make this interesting?” Cree asked.
“Why yes I do. What do you have in mind, Captain?”
“If I win, you have to cook Thanksgiving dinner. If you win I will cook Thanksgiving dinner.”
“Wow! Pretty sure of yourself hey? Who said I will be in town?”
“Want to shake on it Dolly?”
I put out my hand to shake Cree’s hand to seal the fate of our bet, and he swiftly pulled me into a full-fledged kiss. Oh, he was a sneaky little pirate! We have kissed on the lips in a quick pecking fashion several times. We hadn’t yet sucked face, mainly due to the lack of privacy in our life. His lips tasted like heaven on mine. My body melted against his and I was instantly lost in him.
I could feel his tongue lurking up and down my lips, so I opened my mouth, letting him in. His tongue explored my mouth with gentle ease. Without thinking, I let out a low moan of approval. I came up for breath in the nick of time, when Iris pulled up to the drive-thru window for her daily cup of Sunshine Mocha. I was extra giggly making her order. Cree leaned back on the counter, crossed his legs at the ankles and folded his arm across his chest to watch me work. He was quite the distraction, and he knew it.
Once Iris left the drive-thru, Cree twisted his ball cap so that it sat backwards. He was ready for the challenge. I wanted him to make me a Blended Heaven White Chocolate Mocha. With no instructions, I urged him to get going. I tapped my fingers while he worked away. I was shocked when he actually drizzled the cup with caramel. He had me nervous for a second. The blender was the end of Cree’s short-lived victory. The blender made Cree its bitch. He didn’t snap the lid all the way down, and instead of drinking a Blended Heaven, we wore one!
“Guess I am cooking you dinner this year!”
“Looks like it. Can Lacey come with?”
“Of course!”
He moved in closer and bent down to lick the iced coffee off of my neck. He ran his tongue up and down my skin, stopping to suck on a few spots. I arched my head to the side allowing him easier access. When he lifted his head up, I noticed a chunk of iced coffee on his bottom lip, so I leaned forward and sucked on it. I then followed suit, licking up and down his neck.
“You might have made a mess, but it taste damn good Cree!”
I leaned up on my tiptoes to taste the coffee on his jaw line, making sure to scrape my teeth across his flesh.
“Best coffee ever,” I whispered in his ear, then sucked hard on his lobe.
He grabbed my waist and pushed his hardened man part into my belly. I threw my head back and moaned loudly. I ran my hand down his belly and stopped at his hard erection, rubbed it roughly through his jeans. He growled through a clenched a jaw as he watched me move my hand over him. Right when I wanted to strip down bare and let him take me then and there, his cell phone rang. He instantly grabbed it and looked at his caller ID.
“Worst. Fucking. Timing. Ever! It’s Shawn on the farm. I have to take it Dolly.”
I grinned and shook my head up and down. It was probably a good thing we put the brakes on this. I wouldn’t want to be caught having sex in the middle of my shop. He reached down, gave my lips one last lick and then kissed me. He mouthed I will text you as he walked out of the shop covered in coffee, with his trucker hat on backwards.
Me: Thanks for the coffee this morning
Cree: Thanks for letting me have a taste of your coffee
Me: Anytime Captain!
Cree: God! I want you…
Me: Wow! Where did that come from?
Cree: I’ve wanted you since the first day I laid eyes on you
Me: Tell me more Capt’
Cree: I can’t…in a meeting… hard-ons are considered bad business
Me: LOL…so would it be bad if I told you I was naked getting ready to step in the shower to wash off all this sticky coffee?
Cree: You are evil
Me: Want a picture?
Cree: Fuck Ya I do….
Me: Here ya go!
Cree: You are one evil woman!
One morning Cree was harassing me about how easy my job was, so I challenged him to make me a cup of coffee. Cree gladly accepted my challenge.
“Want to make this interesting?” Cree asked.
“Why yes I do. What do you have in mind, Captain?”
“If I win, you have to cook Thanksgiving dinner. If you win I will cook Thanksgiving dinner.”
“Wow! Pretty sure of yourself hey? Who said I will be in town?”
“Want to shake on it Dolly?”
I put out my hand to shake Cree’s hand to seal the fate of our bet, and he swiftly pulled me into a full-fledged kiss. Oh, he was a sneaky little pirate! We have kissed on the lips in a quick pecking fashion several times. We hadn’t yet sucked face, mainly due to the lack of privacy in our life. His lips tasted like heaven on mine. My body melted against his and I was instantly lost in him.
I could feel his tongue lurking up and down my lips, so I opened my mouth, letting him in. His tongue explored my mouth with gentle ease. Without thinking, I let out a low moan of approval. I came up for breath in the nick of time, when Iris pulled up to the drive-thru window for her daily cup of Sunshine Mocha. I was extra giggly making her order. Cree leaned back on the counter, crossed his legs at the ankles and folded his arm across his chest to watch me work. He was quite the distraction, and he knew it.
Once Iris left the drive-thru, Cree twisted his ball cap so that it sat backwards. He was ready for the challenge. I wanted him to make me a Blended Heaven White Chocolate Mocha. With no instructions, I urged him to get going. I tapped my fingers while he worked away. I was shocked when he actually drizzled the cup with caramel. He had me nervous for a second. The blender was the end of Cree’s short-lived victory. The blender made Cree its bitch. He didn’t snap the lid all the way down, and instead of drinking a Blended Heaven, we wore one!
“Guess I am cooking you dinner this year!”
“Looks like it. Can Lacey come with?”
“Of course!”
He moved in closer and bent down to lick the iced coffee off of my neck. He ran his tongue up and down my skin, stopping to suck on a few spots. I arched my head to the side allowing him easier access. When he lifted his head up, I noticed a chunk of iced coffee on his bottom lip, so I leaned forward and sucked on it. I then followed suit, licking up and down his neck.
“You might have made a mess, but it taste damn good Cree!”
I leaned up on my tiptoes to taste the coffee on his jaw line, making sure to scrape my teeth across his flesh.
“Best coffee ever,” I whispered in his ear, then sucked hard on his lobe.
He grabbed my waist and pushed his hardened man part into my belly. I threw my head back and moaned loudly. I ran my hand down his belly and stopped at his hard erection, rubbed it roughly through his jeans. He growled through a clenched a jaw as he watched me move my hand over him. Right when I wanted to strip down bare and let him take me then and there, his cell phone rang. He instantly grabbed it and looked at his caller ID.
“Worst. Fucking. Timing. Ever! It’s Shawn on the farm. I have to take it Dolly.”
I grinned and shook my head up and down. It was probably a good thing we put the brakes on this. I wouldn’t want to be caught having sex in the middle of my shop. He reached down, gave my lips one last lick and then kissed me. He mouthed I will text you as he walked out of the shop covered in coffee, with his trucker hat on backwards.
Me: Thanks for the coffee this morning
Cree: Thanks for letting me have a taste of your coffee
Me: Anytime Captain!
Cree: God! I want you…
Me: Wow! Where did that come from?
Cree: I’ve wanted you since the first day I laid eyes on you
Me: Tell me more Capt’
Cree: I can’t…in a meeting… hard-ons are considered bad business
Me: LOL…so would it be bad if I told you I was naked getting ready to step in the shower to wash off all this sticky coffee?
Cree: You are evil
Me: Want a picture?
Cree: Fuck Ya I do….
Me: Here ya go!
Cree: You are one evil woman!
About The Author:
I am just a simple country girl getting one story out of my head at a time. I was raised in small town, USA and still reside there with my husband and children. I am a huge country music fan and am inspired by it everyday. I live and love country life, and you will find those elements in my books. I also adore strong and brave lead female characters, and strive to be a courageous and independent woman in everyday life. In my opinion, life is no fun without a good sense of humor, sprinkles, cheese whiz, and candy. It is the simple things that warm my heart. Live life your way, HJ Bellus
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