Author: Jenika Snow
Series: A Real Man #8
Published by Self-Published
Release Date December 20, 2016
Genres: Erotic Romance
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I’m going to show her how good it can be to get dirty…
Moving to a small town for a new job was the only thing I should be focused on. But the first time I see Gabe, all of that goes out the window. He’s the owner of a garage in the town I now call home, and picturing the filthy things he’d do to me with those grease-stained hands fills my head.
The way he looks at me makes me feel like a woman, like he’s undressing me with his eyes … like he could teach me a thing or two about what a real man does with a woman in his bed.
I don’t care if being with him is fast or sudden. I want him to devour me.
The first time I lay eyes on Josephine, I know she’ll be mine.
I won’t stop until she is.
I want to get my dirty hands all over her. I want to make that creamy pale skin of hers dark from grease, and red from holding onto her.
And I’ll do all of that, because there’s no way I’m backing off, not until I know I have her.
Warning: You like filthy and insta-love? Well, this story is full of it. If you’re into a hero who knows how to handle his woman, and a heroine who’s all about tall, dark, and dirty, you better hang on because this story will most definitely give you whiplash.
Series: A Real Man #8
Genre: Erotic Romance
Photographey: Sara Eirew
Cover Model: Gabe LaDuke
Author: Jenika Snow
Release Date: December 20, 2016
I left the bathroom, my focus on the ground, my thoughts on the crazy things I was feeling. I slammed right into someone and assumed it was Gabe from the way he cupped my arms and the low, masculine grunt that left him. But when I looked up, it was some random guy. He was young, maybe fresh out of high school. He smelled like middle school though, like that eighth grade Cool Water aroma that wasn’t bad but also brought back those awkward adolescent memories.
“Sorry,” he said, a grin already in place. “You new here? Just passing through?”
I didn’t want to be rude, but I also didn’t want to small talk with some random guy about whether or not I was new in town. It might have been some cheesy pickup line, or he could have been trying to genuinely be nice. Either way, I wasn’t in the right head space for it.
He still had his hands on my arms, but before I could move away or even respond to his question, I saw Gabe step up behind him. Gabe was a whole head taller than this guy.
“You got somewhere else to be,” Gabe said, not phrasing it like a question.
The guy turned around, and the expression on his face told me he was annoyed. “Excuse me—” But that last word kind of hung in the air between them when he saw Gabe.
“I’m sure you got something else to do than speaking with Josephine,” Gabe said. He crossed his big arms, this easy but also serious expression hanging over him.
“Hey, Gabe,” the guy said.
Okay, they clearly knew each other.
“I didn’t know she was yours,” the guy said, holding up his hands. There was no weirdness between them. But there was this dominance coming from Gabe.
The guy ended up leaving, and I stood there wondering what in the hell had just happened.
“Ready?” Gabe said as if that little exchange wasn’t weird as hell. He went to leave, but I felt myself rooted to the spot.
“What was that?”
He stopped and looked over his shoulder. “What?” He turned fully around then.
“That…that…” I was at a loss for words right now. He’d been marking his territory. That’s what it had certainly seemed like. But that couldn’t be. I hardly knew him. And would a man be possessive of a woman he just met? He hadn’t even hit on me, and aside from a few looks I’d seen him throw my way, he’d seemed indifferent toward me.
He lifted a dark eyebrow. “That was what?”
I didn’t know, so instead of saying anything, I just opened and closed my mouth.
“Come on,” he said, his voice deep.
I found myself following him out of the diner, across the parking lot, and when I had my hand on the door handle, I finally found my voice.
“That was fucking ridiculous.” I surprised even myself with the words that spilled out of my mouth. Gabe had my door already opened, but he was on the driver’s side, waiting. When I spoke, he shut his door and walked around the truck to where I stood.
“You think so?”
I nodded, crossing my arms over my chest. “Yeah, I do. You don’t even know me.” he had the passenger side door closed a second later, and placed his hands on either side of me. He moved close, his big body pressed almost to mine. I had my hands hanging at my sides, my throat tight, my breath stalling. “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” He glanced down at my mouth.
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “It looks like you’re invading my personal space.” And he was, really invading it, but the thing was I wanted more of it. I felt hot, a flush stealing over me, making my heart beat faster and my palms sweaty. He smelled so good too. Gabe smelled like a real man. All man.
“You don’t want me this close?” he asked, his voice low, the hint of a question hanging between us. “Or maybe you do like it.” He pressed his body flush with mine, hard to soft. He was all lines, masculine dips, sinew, and precise muscle.
“I don’t even know you,” I managed to say again, but it was clear, even to me, that not knowing him intimately didn’t mean a thing. I didn’t care that there were probably people staring at us, that we looked like a couple about to get it on.
God, I’d like to get it on.
“What do you want to know about me?” he asked, his focus on my eyes now. “I’ll tell you anything you want.”
I believed he would.
“For starters, I don’t know your last name.”
“Dressin,” he said without missing a beat.
“Or your age—”
“Thirty-five.” He fired that answer back at me, his gaze on my lips again. I couldn’t help but lick them. A guttural groan spilled from him, and I felt myself get wetter, felt my panties become soaked for this man.
When he slowly lifted his eyes to mine, he was heavy-lidded, his arousal clear. It was like our lust for one another bounced between us. I absorbed his, he absorbed mine, and together it was so intense we were saturated with it.
“What are you doing?” I asked again, but this time in a barely there whisper. He didn’t speak for a second, but the look he gave me screamed one word.
She hasn’t been with a real man… until now.
I’ve had enough of the crap that goes along with living in the city. So, I packed for a weeklong vacation in the mountains. Isolation in a cabin for the next seven days sounds like a good way to recoup and get my life back in order. After getting lost while hiking, I stumble upon a cabin that has me questioning whether to ask for help, or if I should brave staying the night in the woods.
I left everything behind years ago after the woman I was with betrayed me. Now I work as a lumberjack and live my life as a recluse. Being celibate for the last five years says a lot about my self-control, but I’m a man and have needs, and not giving into what I really want is hard as hell. But I can’t let myself get close to anyone, not even for a few hours. Getting close is how I got screwed over before.
As soon as I see Vivian, I know I have to have her. It’s been forever since I’ve had a woman. Because of a storm rolling in, she’ll have to stay with me overnight. We could do a lot of filthy things in that time. I pride myself on my control, but when it comes to Vivian, I don’t know if I can keep my hands to myself.
I know I can’t.
I have needs, and it’s clear Vivian’s in need of a real man to help her unwind. I can certainly help her in that department.
Warning: If you’re looking for a sappy, pull-your-heartstring kind of book… this isn’t it. If you want a short and dirty story featuring an all-around alpha hero who hasn’t had a woman in years, and a heroine who’ll find out what it’s like to be with a real man… this might be for you.
She will be the only one he’ll ever want.
He was the first boy she fell in love with.
I met Isabel when I was ten.
I fell in love with her before I even knew what that meant.
I knew from the moment I saw her she was it for me. No one else compared to her, and I’d do anything to make her mine. But I was afraid of losing the friendship we have, so I’ve kept my mouth shut.
But she’s leaving me, and I know I can’t keep how I feel inside any longer.
Saving myself for the girl I loved isn’t a hardship, but something I’m proud of. When it comes to Isabel giving her my virginity, and making her see we belong together, is all that matters.
Quinn is like the other half of my soul, the one person I can talk to about anything. He has the bad boy thing going on but is also respectful as much as he is a rebel.
He is the first and only boy I will ever love.
Being forced to move across the country, and leave him behind is like leaving a piece of myself in the process. But telling Quinn, I am madly in love with him could put a strain on our friendship. I didn’t know if that’s something I can handle or risk.
Nothing can keep me from Isabel. She is it for me, and I mean that in every conceivable way. Nothing can keep me from her. I hope she’s ready because there isn’t anything or anyone that will stop me from having her as mine.
Warning: This story is quick and dirty, and filled with a virgin hero that wants his heroine to be his one and only. It’s drama free, and has insta-everything going on, so be prepared to have an overload of sugary virgin goodness.
He’s done being the bad boy… he’s ready to be a father.
I’ve never seen myself settling down. But then life, reality, hell, my biological clock slapped me right across the face. I knew what I wanted.
At thirty-nine I was having a severe case of baby fever, and that meant convincing the one woman I’ve always wanted but knew was too good for me, to be mine and be the mother of my child.
I’ve always wanted Dex. He’s all raw power and cut muscle. He’s the epitome of what a real man is.
He throws me a curve ball and says he wants me not only as his woman… but the mother of his child.
I’ll be honest; it’s what I’ve always wanted.
Eva deserves better than me, but I’m too selfish, and I want her too badly to back away. Nothing will stop me from making her mine… and putting my baby inside her.
Warning: This book is short and right to the point—like the kind of story that gives you whiplash. Of course it’s unbelievable, dirty in the good kind of way, and is filled with insta-everything. If you want some baby making goodness, you make enjoy this.
He’ll show her how a real man treats a woman…
I’ve never known how good it could feel to be taken care of by a man who knew what he was doing.
Until I was with Hugo…
I was older than her.
She was innocent, hadn’t experienced all that life had to offer.
I could give her that experience.
Sabine consumed my thoughts, made me desire nothing else but her. No other woman compared to her, and because of that, I haven’t been with a woman for four years, which was also the last time I saw Sabine.
But I was done feeling guilty for what I desired. I wanted Sabine in my life, by my side, and I was about to make that a reality.
I didn’t know if she’d ever been treated the way a female should… but I was going to show her how a real man takes care of a woman.
Warning: If you’re into super short, hot, dirty reads containing a much older hero and younger heroine… keep on reading. This story is guaranteed to make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, give you that sweet HEA we all deserve, and make you want to search out an experienced older man for yourself.
I’ve done pretty damn well in hiding my feelings for her over the years, but having Meghan under the same roof as me, and only feet from my bed makes it hard to control myself.
The truth is when it comes to Meghan I don’t want to practice self-control. I love her.
I’ve known him nearly my whole life. He’s arrogant, gets under my skin, but is gorgeous and caring, too. And as much as I want to say it doesn’t affect me, that Brendan doesn’t affect me I’d be lying.
The truth is I love him, and I don’t know if that’ll end up destroying me.
She needed a place to stay, and now she’s got a roommate… me. But I’m about to show her that I want more than a friendly arrangement.
I’ve never been good at sharing, and when it comes to her, she’s mine.
Warning: You like short, hot, straight to the point stories? Do you want drama-free sexiness that leaves nothing to the imagination? Do you want a story that is pretty unbelievable, but gives you the warm fuzzies at the same time? Well then, leave your panties at the door because that’s what’s going down in this quickie.
Even a bad boy can wear a suit and tie…
All it took was one look at Harley to know I wanted her.
It wasn’t about the deliberate sexual dry spell I was going through either… the one I voluntarily participated in. No, there was something about her innocence and her vulnerability that had possessiveness running through my veins.
I wanted her as mine, and I’d have her. I’d show her that although I could be cruel to those who went up against me, when it came to her, I’d make the world bow down at her feet.
The intern position I had been offered was a once in a lifetime opportunity, but it also came with working for a man who had the most notorious reputation in the city.
Noah Wright was anything but Mr. Right, especially not with his arrogant, unforgiving, and tyrannical attitude. He was wealthy and gorgeous, but he struck fear into people with just a look. They knew who held the power when he was in the room. So did I. And I was now working for him and getting an up close and personal experience with his cold, hardened, and abrasive personality… and it turned me on.
But there was something else under the frigid demeanor he showed everyone, a slice of warmth he showed only me. I knew if Noah wanted me, he could easily have me, because putting up a fight was not what I planned on doing.
I wanted him, but I wouldn’t be just a conquest. I wouldn’t make this easy for him.
Warning: Love insta-everything in a book? Like over the top sugary goodness? Want your stories dripping with cocky and possessive alpha heroes who only want one woman? Get a fan and a cold glass of water ready, because this story will definitely heat you up.
A real man always does it better…
This volume contains the first three books in the Real Manseries.
Book 1: Lumberjack… She hasn’t been with a real man until now.
Book 2: Virgin… She’s the only one he’ll ever want.
Book 3: Baby Fever… I’m going to put my baby in her.
Includes bonus never before published holiday short stories from books #1-6 in the series!
This volume contains the second three books in the Real Man series.
Book 4: Experienced… He’ll show her how a real man treats a woman.
Book 5: Roommate… I’ve done pretty damn well in hiding my feelings for her.
Book 6: Arrogant… Even a bad boy can wear a suit and tie.
She’s about to find out exactly how much he wants her…
I’ve been fascinated with him for just as long.
He’s wild and lives alone, and the rumors surrounding him intrigue me.
Everyone has been smart enough to jeep their distance.
Except me, that is.
I see something in him that I see in myself, and I want to explore that.
He’s wild and untamed, raw and maybe dangerous.
But that’s exactly what I need.
She shouldn’t have come to me, but now that she’s here, I can’t let her go.
I don’t do well around others, so going off the grid has been for the best.
What Lexi doesn’t know is that I’ve noticed her for years and wanted her as mine for just as long. It would be safer if I kept her at a distance, which I’ve managed to do… but I can’t anymore. I won’t.
I hope she’s ready to be mine, because she’s about to see exactly how feral I can be where it concerns her.
Warning: This book is wild and dirty, short and smutty. Sure, it’s unbelievable, and features a celibate recluse who will make the woman he wants his at all costs, but who doesn’t like it that way? If you are into an over the top alpha hero, and some filthy goodness, dive in.