Play Your Heart Out Teaser

Play Your Heart Out is coming May 24th

THIS SUPER STEAMY TEASER IS HERE NOW

His eyes cloud with something I can’t place. His gaze goes to the grass, his brow furrowing with concentration. Then he’s looking at me again. “You know all this gossip because your sister is a fan?”

“Yeah.”

He raises a brow, assessing the veracity of my claim. He must believe me because he nods. “You want to make her jealous?”

“We’re not on speaking terms.”

“Why?”

“That’s personal.” My stomach tenses. I want to stop thinking about her. I want my old life to feel like it’s three thousand miles away.

He pulls his phone from his pocket. “You don’t need to speak to her for this. You just need to trust me.”

I scan his face for a clue to his intention but he’s still a mystery.

“Jess, Jess, Jess.” Pete shakes his head in mock outrage. “You seem like such a nice girl, but I see it in your eyes. You want to make her green with envy.”

“Maybe.”

“Do you trust me?” he unlocks his phone and opens the camera app.

I don’t know him. I shouldn’t trust him as much as I do.

The intensity in his eyes spurs me on.

I nod. “Yes.”

Pete turns the phone to selfie mode and angles it towards us. His other hand goes behind my neck. This time, he’s not delicate. He’s not holding back. His fingers dig into my hair. They press against the back of my head as he pulls me into a kiss. His lips brush mine. Then his lips are parting, and mine are parting too.

His tongue slides into my mouth.

Then he’s pulling back. It’s only a taste. A hint.

It’s not enough. I need more.

He looks into my eyes. “Here.” His fingers go to my temples, curl around the edges of my glasses. He pulls them off and sets them on the ground behind him. Then his eyes are back on mine, staring into mine.

My eyelids press together. Yes. More. Now. Please. I need this tall, dark, handsome stranger erasing every worry in my brain. I need his lips on me, his hands on me, his cock…

One thing at a time.

He pulls me into his lap. My knees plant outside his hips. They’re muddy, instantly, but I don’t care. For once, I don’t care about consequences. Only about how intoxicating Pete is.

He presses his palm between my shoulder blades. Heat floods the spot. Then his lips are on mine, his tongue is sliding around mine, and I’m hot everywhere. I clutch at his shoulders. My fingers dig into the cotton fabric of his t-shirt.

I was with Nathan for three years. We kissed a lot. And there were guys before—boyfriends in high school.

It was never like this.

Never close to this.

I’m panting and desperate when Pete releases me. His hands go to his sides. He leaves his phone on the ground. All of his attention is on me. The intensity of his deep brown eyes makes my thighs shake.

If that’s how he kisses…

Having sex with him might actually kill me.

He brushes a stray hair behind my ear. “You want her even more jealous?”

Invite me back to your place. Hell, invite me to the backseat of your car. To the bathroom at that coffee shop. Tell me to skip work and spend the night coming with you. Anything. Anywhere.

I nod. Yes. I need this, need to forget everything except our bodies for a while.

If he doesn’t ask, I will.

He stares into my eyes. “Play my girlfriend.”