Title:
Make Me
Author:
Amanda Heath
Release
Day: November 15, 2013
Synopsis:
“Make
me, Channing. Make me fall. Push me, shove me, just make sure I get
there.” I shout at him, taking a step back. His eyes clash with
mine. I read the challenge there, making me take another step
back.
He stalks the few steps to me and grabs my arms slamming his forehead down on mine, “I’ll make you.” His lips skim against mine as he continues to speak, “And I’ll be falling right there with you.”
Paisley Vaughn grew up on the wrong side of the tracks. After finding her mother dead from an overdose, Paisley and her baby sister are shipped off to live with her maternal grandparents.
She always knew they were rich, she just didn’t realize how rich they were. Now she’s being forced to go to a prestigious high school. One where the tuition is more money then she’s ever seen.
Thinking these rich kids are going to be snobbish and rude, she’s surprised to find the Vaughn name means she is untouchable. Well unless your name is Channing Southerland.
Paisley has to navigate her new life and all the new people in it. While her mother might have lied about her grandparents, no one is lying about Channing. He’s beautiful, mean, arrogant, and turning her on.
Before long a war is fought, leaving Paisley wondering if she’ll be ruined or made. Though she might just fall irrevocably in love.
He stalks the few steps to me and grabs my arms slamming his forehead down on mine, “I’ll make you.” His lips skim against mine as he continues to speak, “And I’ll be falling right there with you.”
Paisley Vaughn grew up on the wrong side of the tracks. After finding her mother dead from an overdose, Paisley and her baby sister are shipped off to live with her maternal grandparents.
She always knew they were rich, she just didn’t realize how rich they were. Now she’s being forced to go to a prestigious high school. One where the tuition is more money then she’s ever seen.
Thinking these rich kids are going to be snobbish and rude, she’s surprised to find the Vaughn name means she is untouchable. Well unless your name is Channing Southerland.
Paisley has to navigate her new life and all the new people in it. While her mother might have lied about her grandparents, no one is lying about Channing. He’s beautiful, mean, arrogant, and turning her on.
Before long a war is fought, leaving Paisley wondering if she’ll be ruined or made. Though she might just fall irrevocably in love.
Author
Bio:
I
live in southern Arkansas with my husband and young daughter. There
is also an insane Boston Terrier running around. I've always been a
lone wolf and find my friends in books. I started writing at a young
age and I haven't stopped since. Most days you can find me either
glued to my laptop or my kindle. My first novel, This Beautiful Thing
was an Amazon best seller for 11 weeks and a year later I'm still
tickled to see people enjoy it. I may not be a huge seller but I have
the best fans ever and I thank God everyday for every single one of
them.
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Teaser:
His
black hair is plastered to his face and his clothes are soaked. I
look down his body, taking in the clothes, dripping wet and sticking
to his body like a second skin. That’s when I notice I was about to
go into the pool before he saved me.
It’s
hard to figure out what happens next. My thoughts are scattered and
making no sense. I just know he did something nice for me and I want
to thank him. So I lift up on my toes and place my lips against his,
super soft. I let off just as quickly, thinking how soft his lips are
and I want to kiss him again. “Thank you.”
He
doesn’t let me go, and he doesn’t say anything. He just stares at
my lips. I’m mesmerized by the look in his eyes. Its all heat and
male. Primal. Oh
sweet Jesus.
The rain is freezing but I don’t notice, I’m too drunk and too
turned on.
Heat
blasts from his body, keeping me close to him. He doesn’t stop
staring and I don’t know what to do. My thighs are tingling and my
body aches for him to touch me. It seems like I’ve waited years for
him to touch me. I lift back up on my toes and right before my lips
meet his, I say, “Kiss me.” It’s a demand and it’s a plea.
I
notice his breathing is heavy, just like mine. His fingers tightened
when I demanded he kiss me, and it seems like forever before he
moves. Those amazing lips slam down on mine and I erupt. My arms go
around his neck and right into his hair. He’s too tall for me, so I
jump up and wrap my legs around him. His palms immediately go to my
thighs, and then under my dress.
It’s
not long before he’s using his tongue to pry my mouth open. The
warmth and taste of him, hits me like a ton of bricks. I moan around
his lips and clutch him tighter to me. Then I’m being set down on
something cold and wet.
I
open my eyes and break away. I didn’t even notice us moving but now
I’m sitting on the hood of my car. Channing though, he doesn’t
let me get away for long. His lips are back on mine and his tongue is
demanding my submission. His taste is so powerful it nearly knocks me
over. Warm spice, mint, and whiskey. Mmmmm.
He
breaks away from my lips, and starts trailing his up and down my
neck. I’m panting so hard; it’s a wonder I don’t pass out from
lack of oxygen. My hands leave his neck to go under his shirt. We
both groan when my hands touch his skin. His abs are toned and a
little more packed than they looked.
I’m
growing impatient, so I try to rip the thing off of him. Then I
realize it has buttons so I do rip it open. Buttons fly everywhere
but I don’t care. His golden skin is on display and I want to touch
him. So I do.
His
chest is broader than it looks, blocking out the rest of the world
while I’m pressed to it. His lips start sucking deeply at my neck,
before he bites me, gently. I moan and press against him. The
softness of me meets the hardness of him. That makes him bite hard,
so I start grinding on it.
Boy
does that feels good.
His
lips come back up to mine, and then his tongue is there, thrusting
against mine. I moan when his hands reach my panties. They never left
my ass. He was just sitting there squeezing it. That felt amazing
too. I think he is going to stop me, or at least touch me, but he
doesn’t.
He
lets my lips go, only to set his forehead against mine. I’m lost in
the way he looks right now. There is total rapture on his gorgeous
face. Like he’s never done anything better than this. I don’t
really blame him, because I feel the same way.
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