BOOK: PROVOKE ME
SERIES: Book Three - Barossa Series
AUTHOR: Elle Raven
RELEASE DATE: September 20
COVER DESIGNER: Margreet Asselbergs
PHOTOGRAPHER: Shauna Kruse
Milan Sinclair is rebellious and stubborn and has a huge chip on her shoulder.
A chip, that Marco Brunetti, the multi-billionaire, Vice President of the Brunetti Hotel and Spa Resorts, put there. As a teenager Milan worshipped the ground he walked on, but not anymore. She's determined to make Marco's life, a living hell, after tormenting her for years.
Everyone thinks she and Marco would make the perfect couple, but there are two major flaws in their logic. Firstly, Marco is a philandering playboy and can't hold a relationship down of any kind, and secondly after blurring the line between family, friends, and lovers for one night years ago, they can't stop provoking one another.
Marco Brunetti is arrogant and reckless and a committed playboy. He took Milan's virginity one drunken night and then she bolted. Now they’re forced together at his sister’s wedding, where they decide to call a truce, for the sake of the family. But how long will this truce last? Or is it just a pretense so Milan can get her ultimate revenge.
Or perhaps their ‘spark’ can be used for more than fighting. That is if they don't strangle each other first...
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“Oh, my God, you’re so crude!” Milan said, sounding shocked. Her face flamed and she took off down the corridor. I followed her.
“Stop acting so innocent with me, Milan.” I catch up to her as she heads for the laundry. She grabbed some clothes from the basket on the bench and made a move to get past me but I pushed her up against the doorframe.
“Mmm…the laundry?” I smirked, raising my brows. “Now that’s an idea.”
“No way,” she scoffed, shoving at my shoulders. The clothes she held floated to the floor.
“What? You don’t like the idea of having sex in here. We could get very creative. And come on…don't you want to hear the rest of what I have to say?”
"Say? About what?”
"You and I are going to create a storm once we’re together. You want me to tell you what else I'm going to do to you?" I slipped my fingers underneath her dress and inside her underwear, instantly silencing her protests. She groaned when I plunged my fingers into her heat. “This wetness is all for me, Milan. You have always been mine.” I felt a strong wave of determination to have her. She was driving me crazy.
“No…I… What?” Her eyelids were closed and she opened them in a haze of arousal, tossing her head back as I stroked inside her. “Yours? Never!”
“That’s what you say, but what you feel and what I can feel on my fingers is something totally different.” I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to push her and rile her up until she conceded. I was desperate to hear her say she wanted me. Fuck, I needed her to say it.
Milan attempted to pry my fingers out of her core. “I belong to no one, Marco, especially not you,” she said through gritted teeth. “Yes, I admit you arouse me. You’re experienced and can make me come, but that’s it. I don’t belong to you.”
“Bullshit!” I throw back at her, continuing to thrust my fingers in and out of her. “You little liar. You’re mine, Milan. Face it and admit it. It’s the truth.”
She had no comeback. It was a first for Milan but I dared not voice that aloud or she may have kicked me in the balls and I was quite fond of them. Her breathing became more rapid and choppy as my fingers glided over her piercing. I stopped and she gaped at me as if her world had ended. “If you keep staring at me with that pouty mouth, Milan, I may just have to find something to put in there and keep it busy for a while.”
I hoisted her on the Caesar-stone bench top, above the Miele washing machine, which I noticed was heading towards the spin cycle. I stripped off my shirt and threw it over my head, not caring where it landed.
“Must you be so rude all the time? And why the hell are you taking your shirt off? Is it dirty? Do you need to wash it?” she said with sarcasm.
"I want to fuck you on top of the washing machine so we can feel the vibrations as we fuck. Or would you prefer to fuck somewhere else? In your father’s office or maybe the kitchen like I suggested?” I asked. “Or would that be too risky and scandalous for you?”
Milan’s mouth was still open but her eyes lingered on my exposed chest and my pierced nipples. “You have such a dirty mind. It’s true; you really are a manwhore, aren’t you?”
Ignoring her, I proceeded to slip off my pants, very slowly, making sure she watched my every move. “Manwhore?” I taunted. “Darlin’, you haven’t seen anything yet.”
"Fuck, stop, Marco. Stop stripping your clothes off. Why are you being such a dick?”
"You know the answer to that.” I grinned. "You gotta live a little, and I’m betting having sex in a risky place was on that list of yours. I’m only making your dreams come true by fucking you in here. It’s here or we move across the hall to your father’s office. It’s totally up to you.”
“No fucking way,” she yelled at me, but she made no move to leave. She sat there, her eyes raking over my nakedness and erect cock.
“So, tell me then …” I said as I pulled on my cock from base to tip, stroking it up and down trying to gauge a reaction out of her. “What would you prefer to do first?”
“Shut up, Marco!” she said, trying to make her way out the door but I intercepted her departure.
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Elle Raven is a new and upcoming Aussie author who lives in Adelaide, South Australia with her husband and three young children. Elle can usually be found with her iPad or laptop computer permanently glued to her. She began writing from a very young age. In fact Elle used to write plays and musicals when she was in high school. Having such a flamboyant personality she even performed in them herself Always an 'actress' and always the star.
Elle loves reading and writing about an alpha-male hero. If she can't read about one that is alpha enough to suit her she will take it upon herself to write one.
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