Jet (The Sinful Seven, #2) by Connie Lafortune

Title: Jet

Series: The Sinful Seven #2

Author: Connie Lafortune

Genre: Contemporary Rockstar Romance

Release Date: July 22, 2021

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As the crowd cheers and the music blasts,

I’m content to let my bandmates take center stage.

They can steal the spotlight while I get lost in the thumping beats.

There, in the shadows of our building fame,

my secrets remain safely hidden, or so I thought.

Quinn wants to uncover all of my pain.

See every scar.

Yet the ugly truth carved on my heart could be enough to drive her away.

I didn’t want the world to know.

But now my past has come back to haunt me.

Will I lose the girl and my dream too, when everything I desperately tried to hide comes crashing down around me?

Dive into the gritty world of rock-and-roll with Jet, the second installment of The Sinful Seven series, where the past and present collide!

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The crowd is wild, and my heart’s beating to the rhythm of the mob. Security is crazy as we exit the limo, the scene tight and cramped. Not even a piece of paper would fit between us. With our heads down and the fans screaming, we do the best we can to rush the short distance between the car and the entrance. The screaming is relentless, but when someone shouts, “Jethro,” it stops me mid-stride. Impossible. There’s no way I could have picked out a random name from this screaming frenzy. I continue my way forward, and just when I’m about to walk through the double doors, I hear it again. “Jethro!”

One glance from Lucas and I think maybe, just maybe he heard it too. We don’t have time to investigate so we keep on walking. I’ve no doubt I’m as white as a ghost. That’s to be expected when you hear a voice that’s been haunting you for over thirteen years. . .

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Connie Lafortune is a rebel, coffee addict and incurable romantic. She pens steamy contemporary romance about enemies-to-lovers, second chances, and broken heroes with plenty of angst. If she's not in her office writing her next novel, you can bet she's curled up in a comfy chair with her nose buried in a book. On the lookout for her next book boyfriend!

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Jet (The Sinful Seven, #2) by Connie Lafortune

Title: Jet

Series: The Sinful Seven #2

Author: Connie Lafortune

Genre: Contemporary Rockstar Romance

Cover Design: Tina Glasneck

Release Date: July 22, 2021

BLURB

As the crowd cheers and the music blasts,

I’m content to let my bandmates take center stage.

They can steal the spotlight while I get lost in the thumping beats.

There, in the shadows of our building fame,

my secrets remain safely hidden, or so I thought.

Quinn wants to uncover all of my pain.

See every scar.

Yet the ugly truth carved on my heart could be enough to drive her away.

I didn’t want the world to know.

But now my past has come back to haunt me.

Will I lose the girl and my dream too, when everything I desperately tried to hide comes crashing down around me?

Dive into the gritty world of rock-and-roll with Jet, the second installment of The Sinful Seven series, where the past and present collide!

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“Now, Quinn. You’re shivering and we need to get you inside of a hot shower. Pronto.” Swallowing the lump in my throat, I pull down my panties, shift my leg, and then lean forward to unhook my bra. I suck in a breath when he reaches out his hand. So, this very humiliated girl gives him what he’s asking for. Not funny.

My arms cover my chest and I lean back against the cold tub. It feels good but then it doesn’t. I’m so fucked, I know I am. He’s going to stalk in here and take control and I hate feeling so weak and out of control. Everyone knows I detest depending on anyone.

My heart’s hammering inside my chest when I hear him enter a few minutes later. I’m so afraid to open my eyes as I hear the rustling of clothes. No way, I can’t see this man naked. I just can’t. Sexy rockstars are my downfall, just ask my ex.

I jump when his breath skitters across my face. Just a hint of whiskey lingers, making me wonder if his lips taste the same. I’m so screwed. Imagine what would happen if I wasn’t feeling so out of sorts.

“Put your arms around my neck, boss. Shh, don’t cry. I promise this is our little secret. No one needs to know.” I do what he asks, and the next thing I know his naked chest is pressed to mine. How is it possible that I’m hot and cold at the same time?

Jet’s so gentle as he holds me up while trying to set the water. I’d help but I’m really not capable at this time. So, I let him do his thing and a few seconds later, he turns us around so the water is striking him first. Testing it to make sure it’s not too hot. Jet Turner really is a good guy after all.

Once he adjusts the temp, we spin around and now I’m under the gentle pulse of the showerhead. The water is perfect and so is he! I haven’t opened my eyes, for fear of what I’ll find staring back at me. If it weren’t for him still wearing his boxer briefs, we’d be skin on skin. It’s evident that he finds me attractive, even in my condition. Under any other circumstances, I’d slip my hand inside those briefs, but this is not the time.

“Hold on tight, baby. I’m going to wash you up now.” And he does, every square inch of my body. I should have protested when his fingers glided between my legs, but it felt too damn good and I had no words. Just gasps and moans as I almost orgasmed over his fingertips. Maybe I did, I don’t remember.

The water is turned off way too soon, in my opinion. My arms are wrapped around his waist and my eyes have been opened for a few minutes. How can I not look at his gorgeous body since it might be the last time? I try to look away when his fingertips trace the contours of my face and he tilts my head to meet his steely gaze. His blues to my brown. Wow, just wow. I could drown in those stormy eyes. “Feeling better?” I nod because I still can’t find my voice. If someone had told me this morning that I’d be in the shower with Jet today, I’d have pinched myself to see if it were a dream. And I’m not sick enough to forget he called me baby. Yeah, I got it bad and that’s so fucking dangerous.

For a second, I think he’s going to kiss me, and then he reaches over and grabs one of my fluffy white towels, wraps it around me, and carries me bridal-style into the bedroom. I’m confused when I notice the bed has been stripped.

“I was going to make the bed but didn’t know where you kept your extra sheets.” I’m overwhelmed with emotion. Tears threaten to fall but I won’t let them. While I was in the tub, he did all of this and even thought to put clean clothes on the chair for me, too.

He rushes over and drops to his knees when my tears spill free. I can’t contain them any longer as they tumble down my flushed cheeks. I need to ask. I just do. “Why?” He looks confused. “Why did you insist on helping me today?” I sweep my arm across the room and the towel slips, exposing my breasts to hungry eyes. It lasts a split second, until he hangs his head.

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Connie Lafortune is a rebel, coffee addict and incurable romantic. She pens steamy contemporary romance about enemies-to-lovers, second chances, and broken heroes with plenty of angst. If she's not in her office writing her next novel, you can bet she's curled up in a comfy chair with her nose buried in a book. On the lookout for her next book boyfriend!

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Lucas (Sinful Seven, #1) by Connie Lafortune

Title: Lucas

Series: The Sinful Seven #1

Author: Connie Lafortune

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 18, 2021

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My face is splashed on every tabloid.

My reputation notorious.

I’m the quintessential bad-boy Rockstar whose addiction is women.

I savor a new “flavor” every night, then I cut and run with no false promises to call.

But recently, one sexy little barista has snaked into my veins. I’m craving far more than the mean cup of Joe she slings. Abby ignites a fire in my soul, making me burn for her in ways I never thought possible. I’ve been warned that love and lust are a dangerous combination.

Will Abby be my latest distraction? Or the fatal overdose of a deadly attraction?

Get swept up in the gritty world of rock-and-roll in Lucas, the first book in The Sinful Seven series sure to set your e-reader on fire!

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Now we’re back at home and we’re both too wound up to sleep. What’s a girl to do?

“There are only a few more hours before dawn, you wanna grab a bottle of champagne and go up on the roof?” Ah, I do believe my rock god is a romantic. He might not send me flowers or buy me chocolates, but it’s the little things like this that make me fall in love with him more and more every day.

“I’d love to. I’ll grab a blanket while you get the bubbly. I’ll meet you up there.” I sneak in a quick kiss before walking over to the bed to grab the comforter, toss off my shoes which are killing me, and then climb the stairs to the rooftop. It’s a bit chilly, so I wrap the blanket around me and wait for my man.

As soon as he notices me all bundled up, he asks, “You want me to get you a jacket?”

“No, silly. I have you to keep me warm.” Ah, that beautiful smile does crazy things to my insides.

“Yeah, I hope you know I’ll always keep you safe and warm, Abby.” After sitting down next to me, he hands me a paper cup. He shrugs and starts laughing. “Sorry, I don’t have any fancy champagne flutes or anything, but now that I have a steady paycheck, I’ll get some for next time.”

Abandoning the warmth of the blanket, I crawl over to him and straddle his lap. Cupping his face, I stare into those sultry eyes. “I don’t need fancy glasses or expensive clothes. I don’t even need a fancy car or a posh place to live. All I need is you, the stars, and coffee.” There’s that smile again. “I love you, Lucas. Not your money, not your fame, and certainly not your bad taste in movies. Just you.”

The bubbly’s soon forgotten when he lays me down on the blanket and slowly peels off every layer of my clothing. Which isn’t much, but it’s a slow burn nonetheless. A few minutes ago I was freezing, now I’m on fire as his gaze rakes over every inch of me. I notice the different look in his eyes now compared to earlier in our relationship. Now it’s about the love and not about the lust. Although the two go hand in hand, this is lasting, not fleeting. Lucas doesn’t realize it, but he’s come a long way and I’m so damn proud of him.

When he hovers over me for a kiss, I use this time wisely and strip him of his clothing. All he needs to do is shimmy out of his jeans and we’ll be skin on skin. And he does and we are.

My legs part, inviting him in, and he accepts the invitation with open arms by thrusting inside of me. I gasp, he moans, and our bodies move to the rhythm of our heartbeats. Lucas Pipes Knight makes love to me under a blanket of stars on a rooftop in Manhattan.

It’s not fancy. It’s perfection.

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Connie Lafortune is a rebel, coffee addict and incurable romantic. She pens steamy contemporary romance about enemies-to-lovers, second chances, and broken heroes with plenty of angst. If she's not in her office writing her next novel, you can bet she's curled up in a comfy chair with her nose buried in a book. On the lookout for her next book boyfriend!

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