Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Promo Post ~ Contradictions by Tiffany King

Release Date: January 6, 2015

Book info:

When everything starts spinning out of control…

Three years into college, Tressa Oliver’s life is a nonstop party. She’s skating by in her classes, and there’s no shortage of drinking, dancing, and general hell-raising. The only aspect that hasn’t been much fun: She can’t shake the toxic jerks that always seem to gravitate toward her.

It will take someone totally wrong…

Trent Lawson is the classic anti-bad boy: smart, boring, and way too serious. To a wild girl like Tressa, there’s no way in hell they’re compatible—especially since Trent seems to see straight through her defenses.

To set her right.

When a college prank goes terribly wrong, Tressa starts to suspect that her partying ways are leading nowhere fast. Now she has to turn to the last person she ever thought she’d ask for help—and quickly discovers that there’s more to Trent than meets the eye.

Excerpt from

A Woodfalls Girls Novel

By Tiffany King

The late afternoon sunlight streamed through the curtains as I stepped into his bedroom for the first time. I took a moment to take in the furnishings that matched, just like the rest of his apartment. His OCD was something I’d come to appreciate. The fascinating part was the king-sized bed in the middle of the room.

"King-size?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"I like to spread out," he said, placing his hands on my waist. "That’s why I have my own apartment. I realized freshman year I wasn’t suited for roommates. By midyear, my roommate was ready to kill me..." His voice trailed off as I began to unbutton his shirt.

"Are we going to talk about furniture, or are we going to use it?" I asked, helping him slide out of his shirt.

He answered by pulling me into his arms. My hands splayed across his back as his lips found mine. We stood in the middle of his room discovering each other. I can’t even say for sure how it happened, but somehow our clothes managed to end up in a pile on the floor.

I usually preferred the lights off and the room to be pitch black to hide my flaws. I tried to edge us toward the bed so I could at least hide beneath a blanket, but Trent held me in place as his lips trailed down my neck and over my shoulder.

"Where you going?" he asked, looking up from my shoulder.

"I thought we’d be more comfortable on the bed," I said, inching us closer. "Under the covers," I added.

"Are you cold?" he asked, looking concerned. He went with the flow, allowing me to lead us to his large bed.

I could have lied. I almost did, but the truth leaked out before I could tamp it back. "I’m not cold. I just prefer to do this part in the dark or under the covers."

He looked confused. "Why?"

"Because, I don’t like people to see my flaws," I admitted, exasperated.

"Flaws? You’re kidding, right?" he asked, taking a step back to admire my body.

I felt like I was on display and had to fight the urge to snatch the comforter from his bed to hide. "You don’t have to flatter me, Trent. I’m not going anywhere." My voice cracked slightly. I knew my body wasn’t perfect. Jackson had reminded me of it countless times while we dated.

"Tressa, come on. You’re smarter than that."

I cut him off. "Are you calling me stupid?" I asked, not sure if I should be offended.

"If you think there’s anything wrong with your body, then yes, I am," he said, circling his hands around my arms. His eyes scanned my body from head to toe. "Because from where I’m standing, everything looks damn perfect."

He unexpectedly swept me off my feet and carried me to the bed. We tumbled down together, laughing until he began to trace the curves of my body with his fingers. I closed my eyes and allowed my body to completely relax while he switched to using his mouth. He started at my shoulders, kissing his way across my neck. I raised my hands to his chest, but he pushed them back down. "Just relax and let me play," he said.

He continued to kiss his way down to my breasts while his free hand moved between my thighs. I couldn’t stop my body from reacting to his touch. Just lying there without being able to use my hands on him was torture.

"I want you now," I insisted. He climbed on top of me, using his knee to spread my legs apart. By the time he leveled his body over mine, I felt like I would die if he didn’t ease the throbbing inside me. My hands looped around his neck, pulling his mouth to mine as he entered me. Our bodies moved in a synchronized rhythm as we both sought release. I felt my orgasm approaching, but I fought to hold it off, not wanting the moment to end. I could tell Trent was close as his movements became faster and more forceful.

"Together," I whispered, looking into his eyes. Neither of us was able to hold back any longer.

He answered by plunging deep inside me one last time, sending us both over the edge. He kissed me tenderly before collapsing on top of me. Deep shudders rippled through him. I stroked a hand down his back, marveling at how good he felt against me. I felt completely sated and could have purred like a pleased feline. Sure, it’d been a long time for me, but I couldn’t remember it ever being like this.

Author info:

USA Today Bestselling author Tiffany King is a lifelong reading fanatic who is now living her dream as a writer, weaving Young Adult and New Adult romance tales for others to enjoy. She has a loving husband and two wonderful kids. (Five, if you count her three spoiled cats). Her addictions include: Her iPhone and iPad, chocolate, Diet Coke, chocolate, Harry Potter, chocolate, zombies and her favorite TV shows. Want to know what they are? Just ask.

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