Rachael Brownell ~ Torrid Little Passion ~ Release Blitz / Teaser / Excerpt

 

Title: Torrid Little Passion

 

Series: Lake State University Series #6
Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: College Romance, Friends to Lovers
Release Date: July 14, 2022

 

I’ve wanted her since the moment I first saw her. She was wearing sweatpants and a baggy shirt. Her hair was tucked under a knit cap, her hands wrapped around a large to-go cup of steaming coffee.
We spent hours together that semester. Working. Studying. Talking. Becoming friends.
Friends.
Ha! I never once thought of her as my friend. The only thoughts I had where she was concerned involved us naked and her screaming my name. Over and over again.
But like the idiot I am, I waited too long to make my move. She started dating some jerk and I remained in the friendzone.
They’re not together anymore, though. So when I spot her standing in the bookstore, looking hot as hell, I don’t hesitate. This may be my only shot with her so I’m not going to blow it.
Only, that’s exactly what I do.
Because instead of rekindling our friendship and moving slow, I end up devouring her lips and taking her back to my place. Worshipping her for hours. And almost letting my true feelings slip.
Would that be so bad?
Yes. Because she’s made it clear that we’re friends, even if we can’t seem to keep our clothes on when we’re around each other. Which is why we’re sneaking around.
If she only knew how I really felt, maybe things would be different.
Then again, opening myself up to her could expose my darkest secret. One that I haven’t even shared with my friends, my brothers, the people who know me the best.
Telling her my secret could also set me free. Because when I’m with her, that’s how I feel.
Free.
Of the burden. Of the memories. Of my reality.
Torrid Little Passion is the sixth book in the Lake State University Series. The LSU series can be read in any order as each book is a complete story without cliffhangers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve never made a move so bold in my entire life. But I can’t stop myself. I don’t want to.

Two words.

Kiss me.

They changed everything.

Brady doesn’t hesitate to pull me closer, his arms wrapping tightly around my waist. My body pressed against his. I can feel the bulge in his jeans against my lower abdomen. We stay like this for a moment. Holding each other. Knowing that if we cross the lines of friendship, there won’t be any turning back.

Not for me at least.

When he leans in slowly, stopping a breath away from my lips, I let out a stuttered breath, mentally preparing for the feel of his lips against mine. Anticipating what it will be like to kiss Brady.

Will he be gentle or demanding? Will our kiss be slow and sensual, or will I find myself clawing at him for more?

I’m still contemplating when his nose caresses the side of mine, his lips grazing where I want them most. When I dart my tongue out to wet my lips, he presses forward, slipping his tongue inside my mouth.

Time seems to stop as Brady controls the kiss, his hands coming up to hold my face as he devours me. My arms go slack around his neck, slipping down. He takes my hands in his, pressing them against his chest. I can feel the erratic beat of his heart beneath my palm. His other hand tangles in my hair.

Single best kiss of my life. It was all-consuming. The world around us faded away as Brady held me captive, taking what he wanted and giving me a part of him in return.

In the middle of the hot August afternoon. On the street, where anyone could see us.

When his kisses finally slow, his lips barely grazing mine, I open my eyes. Brady stares down at me, a hint of mischief in his smile.

“Is that what you wanted?” Smart-ass. He’s so full of himself sometimes. I’m not sure how I’d forgotten that little detail about him.

“It was okay.” I pull out of his grasp, turning my back to him as I fit the helmet to my head, tightening the strap the way he showed me earlier. When I lift the bag to slip it on my shoulders, he tugs it out of my hands.

“Okay? That’s all you have to say about it?”

Rolling my eyes, I glance over my shoulder at Brady to find a look of disbelief blanketing his features.

“Fine. It was better than okay. I just didn’t think you needed the ego boost.”

 

 
Rachael Brownell is an International Bestselling author of new adult romance.
 

 

She lives in Michigan with her husband, son, snuggly dog, and hateful cat. She moonlights a few days a week (her excuse to get out of the house and socialize) and writes almost full time. Her first book was published way back in 2013 and since she’s released more than 30 additional titles.

 

 

 

When she’s not writing her next novel, you can find her hanging out with her family, watching her son play baseball, or running on the treadmill at the gym (though she skips more days than she goes). She also enjoys golfing but is still learning, so if you see her on the course… stand back.

 

 
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