New Release Book Blitz! THE MILLIONAIRE’S GAMBLE by Sarah Ballance (The Mad, Bad Hamiltons series)

I am thrilled to be celebrating the release of Sarah Ballance’s sexy new Indulgence novel, THE MILLIONAIRE’S GAMBLE! I’ve got all of the details about this fantastic new read, including a sneak peek excerpt, so read on and enjoy!

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About THE MILLIONAIRE’S GAMBLE:

Wealth has a price. Everyone wants something from you. For one woman, that something was my DNA. One minute, she was kissing me like we were going to strip it down and go at it. And the next, she was ripping out my hair for a paternity test—and threatening to torpedo my latest deal. I don’t play these kind of games. And that damnably sexy woman with the alluring eyes and mistaken agenda is about to learn that the hard way…

Millionaire scion Jagger Hamilton didn’t father Kennedy Price’s nephew. That doesn’t mean he can’t use the situation to his advantage. She wants him to take a paternity test. He wants her in his bed.

He shouldn’t.

She’s blackmailing him, and she’s playing dirty. He could try to use the famous Hamilton charm to turn her into a powerful ally… But she makes him feel… Way. Too. Much.

Kennedy Price isn’t asking much. Just for the powerful, sinfully hot, and notorious playboy to be a decent human being. But he’s used to using that filthy, sensual mouth for getting what he wants.

And he wants her.

She’s determined not to fall for him. But there’s no avoiding his charisma, or his bed, where she threatens to lose more than the standoff between them. She just might lose her heart.

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Excerpt from THE MILLIONAIRE’S GAMBLE:

Plane sex…almost.

No fake porn star screams out of this one. No canned moans. Just deep pleasure that reverberated through Jagger, but nothing so much as the moment Kennedy clutched his hair and dragged him from that place of utter salvation to one of devastation. He landed on top of her in that reclined leather seat, nestled between her thighs, her body an inferno. And fuck if she didn’t set fire to him. The circumstances couldn’t have been more completely wrong, but he wanted her. Hard. And right then. No woman had ever brought him to his knees before—certainly not literally, and especially not one determined to destroy his investment. He’d lost count of the number of professional rivalries he’d crushed, but never once had that involved sticking his tongue where it didn’t belong.

“This is so wrong,” she managed to say. And that was all she managed, because then he was kissing her, and it blew the one from the casino out of the water. As deep and probing and sexy as that had been, right there on the dance floor for all the world to see, this one was annihilation. She tasted sweet, and the incredible feel of her drawing him in fueled something tender, something latticed with hard edges that promised sex with her wouldn’t be anything he’d soon forget. She didn’t wait for him to find her, to sweep her mouth and beg for kisses. She met him, unapologetically, leaving him fighting an unholy battle against the urge to drive into her until they both splintered.

But he didn’t lose.

And he didn’t splinter.

She was his until this deal closed, his way. A means to an end. The result of an unfortunate attempt to blackmail him that he’d twisted and fucking owned. But dammit, she was a woman who fought and didn’t care that his name alone made it impossible for her to win.

She might know his identity, but she’d clearly underestimated his power.

Or he hers.

Because she had managed to wrap her legs around his back, and all that smooth skin was wasted on his pants. Being almost there, almost a part of that heat, killed him. Having touched and tasted her so intimately, he shouldn’t have felt like something was missing, but it was. He wanted to tear off her shirt and watch her nipples tighten, begging for the heat of his mouth. He wanted to softly whisper something lecherous against the tender hollow of her ear, then make good on every bit of that filthy promise. He wanted the rage she’d carried for him to play out with breathtaking fury between the sheets.

For the first time, he wanted a woman who didn’t care who he was. He was nothing to her, and he found a certain dirty thrill in that. He made damn sure she knew it, too, as he deepened the kiss that never should have happened and melted into her. If he didn’t come in his pants, he’d be hard for days. She was so soft. So right.

So. Damn. Wrong.

***The Millionaire's Gamble (2) #DONE #4

About Sarah Ballance:

Sarah and her husband of what he calls “many long, long years” live on the mid-Atlantic coast with their six young children, all of whom are perfectly adorable when they’re asleep. She never dreamed of becoming an author, but as a homeschooling mom, she often jokes she writes fiction because if she wants anyone to listen to her, she has to make them up. As it turns out, her characters aren’t much better than the kids, but nevertheless, you’ll find her writing sexy contemporary romance for Entangled Publishing until they throw her out. To learn more, visit http://sarahballance.com.

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