Release Blitz: The Big O by Nelle L'Amour
Title: The Big O
Author: Nelle L'Amour
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 4,
2016
From New York Times Bestselling
author Nelle L'Amour, a new sizzling STANDALONE that's guaranteed to
make your panties melt!
The first time Owen King sets eyes on
her, she's in a focus group, biting into a cream-filled donut and
having the most orgasmic reaction he’s ever seen. “Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oh!” she cries out. He’s instantly obsessed.
Aspiring actress, Olive Cumming, has
just lost her waitressing job and can’t pay her rent. But when the
CEO of Donut King steps out from behind the one-way mirror and hires
the curvy respondent to be his assistant, things are about to change.
Big time.
Love at first sight has never been a
reality for jaded, overworked Owen. And for sweet overweight Olive,
love has never been within her reach. But when fate steps in, the
king finds his unexpected princess, not knowing that someone is
waiting in the shadows to keep them apart.
WARNING: Be prepared for over-the-top
insta-love, a bit of kinky fun, and some yummy food play. This
sugar-coated full-length novel is just waiting for you to take a
bite.
Holy shit. She tasted delicious. So
sugary sweet, partly thanks to the lingering flavor of the
cream-filled donut she’d eaten in the focus group. Too immersed in
my work, it had been a long time since I’d kissed a girl and gotten
off on it. I’d never kissed anyone like her. And I’d kissed many.
While my mouth consumed hers,
intermittently gnawing and sucking, once parted, our tongues tangoed
like we’d danced this dance forever. She followed my lead
perfectly, her tongue swirling and twirling, as adorable little sexy
sounds escaped from her throat. She was totally turning me on. As her
hands tugged at my hair, an erection of mega proportions was raging
beneath my trousers. I hardly knew her, but I had to have her.
Minutes later, her crying died down.
“Good girl,
Olive,” I whispered, breaking the all-consuming kiss.
“More,”
she breathed out.
Christ. She was insatiable. And I was
falling in love with every bit of her.
“Shh.” I
smacked another hot kiss on her soft lips and then asked, “Why were
you crying so hard?”
Her eyes began to water again.
God, she was an emotional one, but I loved that about her. Everything
about her was extreme. In many ways, she mirrored me.
“You
don’t need to know.”
“Yes. I. Do.”
Another
tear blinked out of one eye. Oh, no. Here we go again. I couldn’t
handle it.
“Olive…” I stretched out her name,
making the two syllables sound like “Aaah…love.” She was
quickly becoming my love. “Please tell me what’s going on.”
She
gulped down a breath. “My landlord terminated my lease. I’m being
kicked out of my apartment today.” Her full lips quivered. “I
have no job. No money. And no place to live.”
“What
about friends or family?”
She simply shook her head as
tears began to pour down her cheeks. It was fucking gutting me. Big
time. And then—PING!—an idea sprung to my mind.
“What
can I do to help?” Besides marrying you and making you mine
forever.And that could easily and happily be option number one.
“I
don’t know.” Her misty eyes gazed up at mine. “Maybe just give
me the hundred dollar focus group fee. At least, that’ll get me a
night in a cheap hotel until I figure out my life.”
God.
She was so cute. So humble and modest. She wanted so little from me.
I’d never met a woman like this in my thirty-five years. Well,
except my beloved late mother, may she rest in peace. With this fond
memory, I responded.
“I’m sorry. I can’t do
that.”
“I understand.” Her lips trembled with
despair.
She was no longer gutting me. She was killing
me. Her sad chocolate brown eyes were melting me as if I was the
Wicked Dick of the West. No more playing games. Looking straight into
her soulful eyes, I, the straight shooter (in more ways than one),
told her exactly what was on my mind.
“Listen, Olive.”
All the air left my lungs as I uttered her breathy name. “I have an
opening.”
Her plump, pink lips parted like a rose in
bloom. “What do you mean?”
“What I mean is I have
a job opening. My assistant quit the other day and I’m in desperate
need of another.” I refrained from telling her that my last
assistant (unlucky number thirteen) had a nervous breakdown because
she couldn’t get into my pants or keep up with my demanding
workload. All she wanted was a full load of my seed.
Olive’s
long-lashed eyes fluttered. “You’re offering me a job?”
“Yes. Under one condition. I need to
find out if you’re a good fit.”
Nelle L’Amour is a New York
Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in
Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin teenage
princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former
executive in the entertainment industry with a prestigious Humanitas
Prize for promoting human dignity and freedom to her credit, she
gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago, but still enjoys
playing with toys…with her husband. While she writes in her PJ’s,
she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty.
She aspires to write steamy stories with characters that will make
you laugh, cry, and swoon and stay in your heart forever.
Her
bestselling series include Unforgettable, THAT MAN, Gloria’s
Secret, Seduced by the Park Avenue Millionaire and critically
acclaimed Undying Love. Writing under another pen name, she is
also the author of the bestselling fantasy romance series, Dewitched:
The Untold Story of the Evil Queen.
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