| Excerpt |
© Paige Tyler, 2010
| Available from Ellora's Cave! |
Dead Sexy
As she led him up the steps to the second floor,
Drake found himself wondering if she would ask him
in. And wondering what he’d say if she did. When
they came to a stop outside the door to her
apartment, Simone turned to give him a smile.
“I had a great time tonight.”
“Me, too.”
She caught her bottom lip between her perfect white
teeth and chewed on it thoughtfully as if unsure
what she wanted to say next. It was probably an
unconscious gesture, something she did whenever
she was thinking, but to him, it was sexy as hell and
all he could think about was kissing her.
Surely, one kiss couldn’t hurt. He desperately
wanted to. He hadn’t kissed a woman in so long. It
would be nice to see if he still remembered how.
Drake found himself wondering if she would ask him
in. And wondering what he’d say if she did. When
they came to a stop outside the door to her
apartment, Simone turned to give him a smile.
“I had a great time tonight.”
“Me, too.”
She caught her bottom lip between her perfect white
teeth and chewed on it thoughtfully as if unsure
what she wanted to say next. It was probably an
unconscious gesture, something she did whenever
she was thinking, but to him, it was sexy as hell and
all he could think about was kissing her.
Surely, one kiss couldn’t hurt. He desperately
wanted to. He hadn’t kissed a woman in so long. It
would be nice to see if he still remembered how.
Before he could stop himself, Drake tilted Simone’s face up to his and pressed his mouth to
hers.
She tasted just as sweet and delicious as he thought she would. Her lips were soft and
pliant under his as she kissed him back, her tongue eagerly seeking his out.
Drake groaned and slid his hand into her hair, deepening the kiss. Simone sighed into his
mouth, running her hands up the front of his shirt to grasp his shoulders. The feel of her
touch was like a tonic to his deprived soul and he let out another groan, deeper this time.
He ran his free hand up her side and around to her breast, cupping it through the soft
material of her dress. He couldn’t stop himself and apparently, Simone didn’t want him to.
She moaned and arched against him. He could feel the heat of her pussy through their
clothes as she pressed up against his hard cock. Damn, she felt good.
Drake drew her bottom lip into his mouth and gently suckled on it before slowly kissing
his way along the delicate curve of her jaw. Simone clutched his shoulders and tilted her
head back. He eagerly trailed a path of hot kisses down her neck, then back up, his mouth
finding hers again. Simone looped her arms around his neck, pulling him in even closer
as their tongues met.
Down the hall, a door slammed, reminding him where they were.
Drake dragged his mouth away from hers, his breathing ragged as he tried to regain
control. He had to get it together because he was about five seconds away from doing
something really stupid. Like taking her to bed. “I should go.”
Her lips curved into a sexy, flirtatious smile. “Or you could stay.”
God, how he wanted to. But as much as he’d love to spend the rest of the night exploring
every inch of her body, he couldn’t take the chance he might go zombie on her right in the
middle of sex. Talk about coitus interruptus, And it had already been almost four days
since he last turned, which meant he was already pushing his luck.
“You don’t know how much I want to,” he groaned. “But I can’t.”
Simone looked up at him with those big, blue eyes. “Why not?”
“Because I…” He hesitated, trying to come up with something that would sound believable.
“I have a column due in the morning and I haven’t even started on it yet.” She knew all
about deadlines, so she would understand that. Besides, he did have a column to write, it
just wasn’t due until next week. “Rain check?”
She looked disappointed, but she smiled anyway. “Absolutely. How does coming over for
dinner tomorrow night sound?”
It would be crazy to agree when he could be so close to having an episode, but he couldn’t
say no. Not when she asked in that soft, sultry voice. “Sounds great.”
“Good. Be here at seven.”
“Seven it is.”
She pulled him down for another long, slow kiss on the mouth. “Don’t be late.”
His mouth twitched. “I won’t.” He bent his head to kiss her again, then groaned. “If I don’t
go now, I’ll be here all night.”
Simone laughed. “Would that be such a bad thing?”
“Not to me, but my editor at Money Issues might not be too understanding when he doesn’t
find my column sitting in his inbox tomorrow.”
She sighed. “Deadlines can be a real pain in the butt sometimes. Okay, go home and write
your column. I’ll cuddle up with a bowl of ice cream instead.”
He chuckled. “Sounds better than taking a cold shower, which is what I’m going to be
doing when I get home.” He closed his mouth over hers once more. “See you tomorrow
night, beautiful.”
Resisting the urge to pull her into his arms again, Drake turned and walked down the
hallway toward the stairwell. At the top of the steps, he glanced over his shoulder to see
Simone standing where he’d left her, a sexy curve to her lips.
It took every ounce of strength he possessed not to go back and pin her against the door for
one more long, lingering kiss. God, what he wouldn’t give to spend the night with her.
Man, it was going to take more than a cold shower to get her out of his head.
hers.
She tasted just as sweet and delicious as he thought she would. Her lips were soft and
pliant under his as she kissed him back, her tongue eagerly seeking his out.
Drake groaned and slid his hand into her hair, deepening the kiss. Simone sighed into his
mouth, running her hands up the front of his shirt to grasp his shoulders. The feel of her
touch was like a tonic to his deprived soul and he let out another groan, deeper this time.
He ran his free hand up her side and around to her breast, cupping it through the soft
material of her dress. He couldn’t stop himself and apparently, Simone didn’t want him to.
She moaned and arched against him. He could feel the heat of her pussy through their
clothes as she pressed up against his hard cock. Damn, she felt good.
Drake drew her bottom lip into his mouth and gently suckled on it before slowly kissing
his way along the delicate curve of her jaw. Simone clutched his shoulders and tilted her
head back. He eagerly trailed a path of hot kisses down her neck, then back up, his mouth
finding hers again. Simone looped her arms around his neck, pulling him in even closer
as their tongues met.
Down the hall, a door slammed, reminding him where they were.
Drake dragged his mouth away from hers, his breathing ragged as he tried to regain
control. He had to get it together because he was about five seconds away from doing
something really stupid. Like taking her to bed. “I should go.”
Her lips curved into a sexy, flirtatious smile. “Or you could stay.”
God, how he wanted to. But as much as he’d love to spend the rest of the night exploring
every inch of her body, he couldn’t take the chance he might go zombie on her right in the
middle of sex. Talk about coitus interruptus, And it had already been almost four days
since he last turned, which meant he was already pushing his luck.
“You don’t know how much I want to,” he groaned. “But I can’t.”
Simone looked up at him with those big, blue eyes. “Why not?”
“Because I…” He hesitated, trying to come up with something that would sound believable.
“I have a column due in the morning and I haven’t even started on it yet.” She knew all
about deadlines, so she would understand that. Besides, he did have a column to write, it
just wasn’t due until next week. “Rain check?”
She looked disappointed, but she smiled anyway. “Absolutely. How does coming over for
dinner tomorrow night sound?”
It would be crazy to agree when he could be so close to having an episode, but he couldn’t
say no. Not when she asked in that soft, sultry voice. “Sounds great.”
“Good. Be here at seven.”
“Seven it is.”
She pulled him down for another long, slow kiss on the mouth. “Don’t be late.”
His mouth twitched. “I won’t.” He bent his head to kiss her again, then groaned. “If I don’t
go now, I’ll be here all night.”
Simone laughed. “Would that be such a bad thing?”
“Not to me, but my editor at Money Issues might not be too understanding when he doesn’t
find my column sitting in his inbox tomorrow.”
She sighed. “Deadlines can be a real pain in the butt sometimes. Okay, go home and write
your column. I’ll cuddle up with a bowl of ice cream instead.”
He chuckled. “Sounds better than taking a cold shower, which is what I’m going to be
doing when I get home.” He closed his mouth over hers once more. “See you tomorrow
night, beautiful.”
Resisting the urge to pull her into his arms again, Drake turned and walked down the
hallway toward the stairwell. At the top of the steps, he glanced over his shoulder to see
Simone standing where he’d left her, a sexy curve to her lips.
It took every ounce of strength he possessed not to go back and pin her against the door for
one more long, lingering kiss. God, what he wouldn’t give to spend the night with her.
Man, it was going to take more than a cold shower to get her out of his head.
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| Reviews! |
| 5 Siren Stones from Siren Book Reviews! "When the two words “romance” and “zombies” are used to describe a book, what is one to think? For me, after reading Dead Sexy, my thoughts were a whirlwind of “wow”. Paige Tyler made this work. With a great blend of mystery, intrigue, suspense, and action, and not to forget the love scenes, Dead Sexy kept me going long into the late hours of the night. The hair on the back of my neck stood, and chills ran down my spine. This book took me by surprise at how much I enjoyed it. This book somewhat reminded me of Beauty and the Beast. Drake, of course, resembles the Beast, as he was cursed eight years ago, and changed his life. He became a loner and hid himself from the world. Simone, a published romance writer, enlists his help by the recommendation of someone, and the two meet and begin dating. Simone is unaware of his curse at first, until the Voodoo Priestess that cursed him catches wind of Drakes new found happiness. I love how new themes and story lines come into the romance genre all the time. There's always something new and exciting to read. I never thought I would enjoy a romance book so much that involved zombies, but I did. If you're looking for a different read, filled with adventure, excitement, and chills, then give Dead Sexy a try!" - Nikki Read the complete review here! |
| 5 Cherries from Whipped Cream! "Humorous, original, and sexy as all get out. Ms. Tyler has written a book unlike any thing I have ever read before. She has taken the Voodoo zombie curse and turned it into something rather different. Take Drake. He's a strong alpha male, but he has a bit of a problem, he might just turn into a zombie at any given time. He angered a Voodoo priestess and she cursed him with this half life. He becomes a shut in because he never know when he'll “go all Zombie”. Ms. Tyler seems to have a perfect knack for knowing when to drop a piece of information in your lap to move everything right along. She also has an interesting sense of humor, which keeps her characters witty and the repartee flying between the characters. The secondary characters are wonderful as well. With excellent timing they help Drake and Simone figure out what's going on and what they have to do to “cure” Drake. Ms. Tyler has weaved a complex and original story full of action that will keep you flipping pages. This book is full of twists, turns and an ending that will leave you blown away!" - Morning Glory Read the complete review here! |
| GOLD STAR AWARD from JERR! "Although I had misgivings regarding the story line for Dead Sexy, I am happy to report that I was dead wrong. While zombies are generally the stuff of a more macabre genre, the unusual plot of Dead Sexy is a masterful blend of both mild horror and romance. Drake is such a compelling character. For me he embodies the ultimate hero; strong, assertive, intelligent, brave, understanding and sexy as all get out. Simone is smart, down to earth and most importantly, possessed of common sense. She is feminine but not a wimp, which imbues her with a realness we don’t often see in heroines. Their sexual chemistry is instantaneous. And while each encounter with our hero and heroine desperately leaves both them, and you, longing for a steamy sack session. Instead we're teased with a slow build giving everyone a chance to get to know one another. But when the time is right, Ms. Tyler unleashes with some exceptionally steamy and prolonged love making. So be sure you’re “equipped” to handle it. Now, willing to express himself with a woman on an emotional level, Drake practically consumes Simone with the depth of his passion. With Drake, Simone is able to give her self over completely, without reserve, and the result is intensely erotic. Every conversation, touch and look, both in and out of bed strengthens their connection to one another and left me breathless after each one. But never forget black magic is afoot and a wicked voodoo priestess is looking to put an end to their happily ever after by finishing what she started. Nothing is as it seems. And while the situations Drake and Simone face are stranger than fiction, their reactions and dialog are totally understandable and believable because it is no different than how you or I would react. You too will find yourself reading until well beyond the witching hour. Thrilling, suspenseful and passionate Dead Sexy is a wicked read and very deserving of a Gold Star Award!" - Tara Leigh |
