Title: Love In Rewind
Author: Tali Alexander
Genre: Erotic Romance, Adult Romance, NA Contemporary FictionHosted by: Lady Amber's Tours
Blurb: Emily has the life every woman dreams of.
At 29, she has two beautiful kids, a live-in nanny, housekeeper, cook, and every imaginable luxury in the posh Upper East Side townhouse she shares with her drop-dead gorgeous husband, Louis Bruel. His company, Bruel Industries, owns a big chunk of New York Cityâs most sought-after real estate, and together Emily and Louis embody the perfect hot fairy tale couple for ten happy years of marriage.
But when Louis mysteriously starts pushing Emily away, becoming distant and secretive, she is forced to search for the truth among the lies, scandal and heartbreak of his past that threaten to shatter her world. What she finds out will test the strength of her love and her vows to the man of her dreams.
Can Emily and Louis rewind far enough back to a time when life was simpler and love was all they needed? Follow their story with the help of some of their favorite songs from the 80âs to discover just how deep and how far love will go.
âNothing really to tell, what you see is what you get.â I am every woman out there that has fantasies in her head. I am a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister, a wife, a lover, a mother, and a friend. I happen to also be a Doctor of Pharmacy and a business owner by day, and now a writer by night. Writing and reading help me escape the scary world we live in. I hope my stories help readers experience many different emotions and ultimately, I hope I make them smile... Writing keeps me sane. I hope reading does the same for you.
Author Links: Website: http://www.TaliAlexander.com</ span>
Twitter: https://twitter.com/ Tali_Alexander
Author Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7847481.Tali_Alexander</ span>
LOVE IN REWIND Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/ show/20804287-love-in-rewind
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Tali- Alexander/e/B00KLMLS62/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1403786495&sr=1-1</ span>
YouTube: http://youtu.be/ 4G7LLt-klmE
I didnât need to look back to know who was behind me. His scent alone added another milliliter of arousal to my underwear. I couldnât turn around, he was leaning into me so close. I could feel his heat as his wide muscular chest pressed against me, enveloping me. Heart donât fail me, now. Please donât stop beating, I kept repeating to myself as my heartbeat started increasing to presto speed.</ span>
âAre you trying to make me come in my pants in front of all my clients, little girl?â he asked.</ span>
Fuck, I need to breathe. He continued whispering into my ear, making every hair on my body stand at attention. âIâve been jerking off to the vision of your tits in that white top for the last two weeks.â
I think I officially stopped breathing when he said, âyour tits.â</ span>
âPlease tell me youâre at least eighteen. I really donât want to go to jail. But I think it might be worth it even if youâre not.â
Okay, Emily, snap out of it. Say something adult and memorable. This was my chance.</ span>
âYeah, Iâm eighteen...â I finally said, a little breathlessly. He got a little closer as his whole body shook laughing at my pathetic comment. I could faintly feel something hard bulging out and grazing my lower back. I was afraid of having a spontaneous orgasm if he got any closer.
âThank ... you ... God. So you must be Jennaâs little sister?â he asked, sending chills through my overheated body. My underwear was soaked by now. Even I could smell how aroused I was.</ span>
âIf Mike knew what I wanted to do to his hot little sister-in-law right now, heâd have my balls.â
I still hadnât turned around. My legs were shaking; my brain was drawing a blank. I was much braver in my fantasies. Thank God there was no one in the kitchen to see us. WAIT! Reality hit meâwhere was everybody? Shouldnât the other staff members be helping me with the clean up? Oh my God, can somebody see us? I thought. I remembered the one-way glass and started to turn my head around to check just in case anyone else was there. Thatâs when Louis Bruelâs lips brushed my cheek as I turned my head. I guess that was the official moment I stopped breathing. I gathered all my strength and turned to face him inside his loose grip. I looked up at him, trying to seem in control of the situation. After what felt like twenty minutes of me craning my head up to his towering height, he broke our silent stare-off.
âI canât believe how beautiful your eyes are, little girl. They remind me of the water in Turks and Caicos. Your hair is the color of the sand there.â