November 13, 2014

BOOK BLITZ: A Hope and A Chance By, Jennifer Foor

You can't help who you fall in love with. 

Hope's whole world is turned upside down when she's forced to live with her estranged father, who she hasn't seen in years. To make matters worse, she's warned to stay away from the handsome young man living out back in the pool house. 

Chance is running from his past; a past that would cause any father to judge. As sparks fly between him and Hope, they begin sneaking around to be together. 
When their secret is discovered, Chance is sent away and Hope is left with a broken heart. 

What happens when absence makes the heart grow fonder? 
Find out in this hot romance brought to you from the  Best Selling Author of The Mitchell Family Series  This title is based on the story formally known as Hope's Chance. Some character names and information has been changed/updated. 
Contains some adult content **

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I pulled my hands away from her butt and hugged her.  Her mouth tasted salty from being under the water. My lips found the nape of her neck and then her shoulder, and as I kissed them she moaned. She kept her legs around me, but let the rest of her body hover. I held onto her back as she fell back in the water. My eyes focused her chest popping out of that suit. Her breasts were the only part of her floating above water, and the air was causing her nipples to harden.

“Mmm, you’re just teasing me now,” I groaned.

I took one of my hands and ran it across her wet stomach, stopping right before I got to her floating devices. She gave me a smile and sat back up against my body. 

“If there weren’t all these people around I would suggest we get busy out here.”

“They wouldn’t know anyway. You know I’m game.” I gave an eager nod.

“Chance! There’s no way. They would see our faces. I can’t keep a straight expression when you’re doing that to me.”

“You have got to stop saying shit like that. I’m getting hard as we speak,” I confessed.

She pushed herself away from me and began backstroking. I swam toward her and watched as she caught a wave and made her way into shore, only turning back to give me that tantalizing smile she knew made me crazy.

I had to stay in the water for a few extra minutes to get myself calmed down, but finally met her on the beach. She was holding the tanning oil, waiting for me to apply it. “Do you want to put this on me, or will it make you hard in front of all these people?” She teased, looking around to add to her game.

“Touching you in anyway makes me hard, Hope, but, you already know that,” I confessed 

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