UNDONE, Volume 3 by Callie Harper: Book Blog, Excerpt & Mary’s Review
It’s on, the storm of the century, trapping Ana and Ash up in a
mountain cabin. The snowplows don’t need to worry about their road. They melt
the snow all on their own. But after the storm ends, can this “fake” romance
survive reality, the harshest test of all?
mountain cabin. The snowplows don’t need to worry about their road. They melt
the snow all on their own. But after the storm ends, can this “fake” romance
survive reality, the harshest test of all?
Ash
The world already hates me for being a player. Now I’m a kidnapper, too.
I drove off with Ana while she was drunk as a skunk after a New Year’s party in
Vegas. She didn’t exactly say she wanted to go away with me. In fact, when we
last spoke she seemed pretty interested in quitting me. Then she passed out.
But that’s exactly why I need to get her away from it all, the celebrities and
parties and cameras always flashing at us from all angles. I need to get her up
into the mountains where I have a private cabin. Very private.
It’s just my dumb luck that we got snowed in. For days.
You remember show and tell in school? I’m not so good at the tell. But the
show? That’s all me.
Now I have Ana all to myself, shielded from prying eyes, in our own private
world. I can show her pleasure she’s never known before. She can let go of all
of her inhibitions. No one will ever know.
I have days on end to show Ana exactly what she means to me, how I feel about
her, and I won’t stop until she believes me. Or she’s melted into a puddle of
orgasms. Or both. I’m starting to like the sound of both.
The world already hates me for being a player. Now I’m a kidnapper, too.
I drove off with Ana while she was drunk as a skunk after a New Year’s party in
Vegas. She didn’t exactly say she wanted to go away with me. In fact, when we
last spoke she seemed pretty interested in quitting me. Then she passed out.
But that’s exactly why I need to get her away from it all, the celebrities and
parties and cameras always flashing at us from all angles. I need to get her up
into the mountains where I have a private cabin. Very private.
It’s just my dumb luck that we got snowed in. For days.
You remember show and tell in school? I’m not so good at the tell. But the
show? That’s all me.
Now I have Ana all to myself, shielded from prying eyes, in our own private
world. I can show her pleasure she’s never known before. She can let go of all
of her inhibitions. No one will ever know.
I have days on end to show Ana exactly what she means to me, how I feel about
her, and I won’t stop until she believes me. Or she’s melted into a puddle of
orgasms. Or both. I’m starting to like the sound of both.
Ana
New Year’s Day I woke up in a mountain cabin with Ash Black, nothing but the
sound of the wind and snow falling thick all around us. There’s nothing I’ve
been more afraid of than this. Just us, no distractions, no paparazzi, no
interfering agents or crazed fans. All that noise made it easier to hide from
the feelings building up inside of me. I’m terrified of the way he makes me
feel, the way I’m falling for him so hard.
But now he has me alone, snowed in, at his amazing mountain cabin. He’s all
muscle and sex. His voice alone makes me wet. One touch sends me reeling, and
he seems to sense and want to unlock all of my most secret fantasies, the ones
I haven’t even admitted to myself I want.
This romance is fake. I keep telling myself that. I can’t really trust him.
This is all pretend.
But then he pulls me close, presses a hand to the small of my back, kisses my
throat and whispers low and wicked in my ear, “Let yourself go.” How am I
supposed to say no to that?
New Year’s Day I woke up in a mountain cabin with Ash Black, nothing but the
sound of the wind and snow falling thick all around us. There’s nothing I’ve
been more afraid of than this. Just us, no distractions, no paparazzi, no
interfering agents or crazed fans. All that noise made it easier to hide from
the feelings building up inside of me. I’m terrified of the way he makes me
feel, the way I’m falling for him so hard.
But now he has me alone, snowed in, at his amazing mountain cabin. He’s all
muscle and sex. His voice alone makes me wet. One touch sends me reeling, and
he seems to sense and want to unlock all of my most secret fantasies, the ones
I haven’t even admitted to myself I want.
This romance is fake. I keep telling myself that. I can’t really trust him.
This is all pretend.
But then he pulls me close, presses a hand to the small of my back, kisses my
throat and whispers low and wicked in my ear, “Let yourself go.” How am I
supposed to say no to that?
One Month From Now
Ana
I pulled against my wrist restraints, panting as his tongue
trailed a slow, teasing path down my stomach. A moan escaped my lips. I needed
to touch him, fist my fingers in his thick, jet-black hair and dig my nails
into his broad, muscular shoulders. But I couldn’t even see him. He’d
blindfolded me. Twisting my head to the side, I could still picture him,
tattoos licking along his bicep. The ridges of his abs, the start of his V.
trailed a slow, teasing path down my stomach. A moan escaped my lips. I needed
to touch him, fist my fingers in his thick, jet-black hair and dig my nails
into his broad, muscular shoulders. But I couldn’t even see him. He’d
blindfolded me. Twisting my head to the side, I could still picture him,
tattoos licking along his bicep. The ridges of his abs, the start of his V.
“Please!” I couldn’t help but cry out. I needed more, needed his
tongue lower, needed to be set free so I could at least touch myself if not
him. He’d worked me up into such a frenzy. With a low, satisfied growl deep in
his chest, he dipped his tongue in a lazy circle around my belly button. He
insisted on having me his way, tormenting every inch of me until I begged for
it.
tongue lower, needed to be set free so I could at least touch myself if not
him. He’d worked me up into such a frenzy. With a low, satisfied growl deep in
his chest, he dipped his tongue in a lazy circle around my belly button. He
insisted on having me his way, tormenting every inch of me until I begged for
it.
“Ash!” I strained against my ties, spread-eagle on the king-size
bed, but he’d fastened them well. All I succeeded in doing was arching up my
back, further offering my naked breasts up for his pleasure.
bed, but he’d fastened them well. All I succeeded in doing was arching up my
back, further offering my naked breasts up for his pleasure.
He chuckled, deep and wicked, tracing my curves with his hand.
“You like being tied up, don’t you, my Anika?” His fingers melted me as he
stroked my limbs, up my side, along the swell of my breast. He paused and I
held my breath, wondering what he might do next, feeling a throb deep in my
pussy, drawing more slick, sweetness from my core. The anticipation, the
submission, it made me crazy.
“You like being tied up, don’t you, my Anika?” His fingers melted me as he
stroked my limbs, up my side, along the swell of my breast. He paused and I
held my breath, wondering what he might do next, feeling a throb deep in my
pussy, drawing more slick, sweetness from my core. The anticipation, the
submission, it made me crazy.
But he kept on going, up past my breast, along my collarbone, up
my arm to circle my restraints. He drew my attention to his control, how he had
me tied up, exactly where he wanted me.
my arm to circle my restraints. He drew my attention to his control, how he had
me tied up, exactly where he wanted me.
“I knew you’d like it,” he murmured. “You’re so beautiful, laid
out here for me.”
out here for me.”
I panted like an animal and swallowed hard. A sliver of my mind
still reared up in shock at what I was doing, what I was letting him do to me.
Willingly turning myself over to him in complete submission. I’d never done
anything like it before, letting someone tie me up. I’d thought about it, even
touched myself fantasizing about it late at night. But never in my bland,
boring, good girl what-passed-for-a-sex-life had I ever done anything like it.
still reared up in shock at what I was doing, what I was letting him do to me.
Willingly turning myself over to him in complete submission. I’d never done
anything like it before, letting someone tie me up. I’d thought about it, even
touched myself fantasizing about it late at night. But never in my bland,
boring, good girl what-passed-for-a-sex-life had I ever done anything like it.
Turned out that getting snowed in at a cabin in the mountains
with Ash Black, the sexiest, hottest rock god on the planet brought out the
naughty side in me.
with Ash Black, the sexiest, hottest rock god on the planet brought out the
naughty side in me.
A month ago, I never would have believed any of this would
happen. Sure, I’d fantasized about the lead singer of my favorite band. Plenty
of times. But I wasn’t alone in that. Ash Black had been on the cover of People magazine
as sexiest man alive the last two years in a row. I think he’d starred in more
than a few late-night fantasies.
happen. Sure, I’d fantasized about the lead singer of my favorite band. Plenty
of times. But I wasn’t alone in that. Ash Black had been on the cover of People magazine
as sexiest man alive the last two years in a row. I think he’d starred in more
than a few late-night fantasies.
But even my fantasies hadn’t taken me this far. A month ago, I
never could have imagined this scene. I wouldn’t have recognized the naked
woman, bound and blindfolded on the bed, writhing and whimpering beneath Ash’s
large, powerful body.
never could have imagined this scene. I wouldn’t have recognized the naked
woman, bound and blindfolded on the bed, writhing and whimpering beneath Ash’s
large, powerful body.
Suddenly, I felt wet heat on my aching, erect nipple. I cried
out as he sucked me, licked me, pleasure rocketing directly to my sex.
out as he sucked me, licked me, pleasure rocketing directly to my sex.
“You need this, Ana. Don’t you?” he whispered, husky. I could
feel his stubble, rough along my soft breast as he circled my nipple, slowly,
teasing me again.
feel his stubble, rough along my soft breast as he circled my nipple, slowly,
teasing me again.
“Yes!” I cried out. “Please!” I begged for release, not from
bondage, but from the intensity of the building, cresting orgasm I could feel
quivering up inside of me. I needed to let it out, and I needed him to free it
from me.
bondage, but from the intensity of the building, cresting orgasm I could feel
quivering up inside of me. I needed to let it out, and I needed him to free it
from me.
“Oh! Please!” I begged, shameless.
“I knew you had this in you,” Ash whispered, up at my neck,
licking, sucking me there at my sensitive flesh. Moaning, I tossed my head
back, baring my skin, giving him full access. “From the second I met you, all
buttoned up in that library, I knew.”
licking, sucking me there at my sensitive flesh. Moaning, I tossed my head
back, baring my skin, giving him full access. “From the second I met you, all
buttoned up in that library, I knew.”
“You couldn’t have.” Even in my frenzied state, I knew it wasn’t
true. It couldn’t be. I hadn’t even known I’d had this wild, wanton sex goddess
within my prim and proper exterior. A children’s librarian, I was the daughter
of a strict, older couple of Russian immigrants, raised through generations of
sacrifice and hardship to work and then work some more. I’d never cut loose
before, not once. My largest act of rebellion had been to move to Brooklyn, an
hour and a half from my childhood home in upstate New York. And listen to Ash
Black’s pure, driven rock music late at night.
true. It couldn’t be. I hadn’t even known I’d had this wild, wanton sex goddess
within my prim and proper exterior. A children’s librarian, I was the daughter
of a strict, older couple of Russian immigrants, raised through generations of
sacrifice and hardship to work and then work some more. I’d never cut loose
before, not once. My largest act of rebellion had been to move to Brooklyn, an
hour and a half from my childhood home in upstate New York. And listen to Ash
Black’s pure, driven rock music late at night.
Now I had the man himself, the literal poster boy for bad boy
rock stars. Or more accurately, he had me. All alone. In a cabin shut off from
the world in the epic storm draught-stricken California had been waiting for
for years.
rock stars. Or more accurately, he had me. All alone. In a cabin shut off from
the world in the epic storm draught-stricken California had been waiting for
for years.
“You can scream, Ana.” Ash licked at my collarbone, trailing
fingers along my outstretched arms. “You can yell at the top of your lungs. No
one will hear you.”
fingers along my outstretched arms. “You can yell at the top of your lungs. No
one will hear you.”
“Ash!” I cried out as he sank down once again, capturing my
erect, aroused nipple between his teeth. He bit down just enough to make it
burn so good. He palmed my breast, feasting on me, sucking hard, then light,
just a whisper of a lick around my nipple as I panted and quivered. All the
rumors about this man were true, every single one of them. He was an arrogant,
rich playboy, a heartthrob and a heartbreaker, a panty-melting bad boy who had
dozens upon hundreds of women throwing themselves at him night after night.
erect, aroused nipple between his teeth. He bit down just enough to make it
burn so good. He palmed my breast, feasting on me, sucking hard, then light,
just a whisper of a lick around my nipple as I panted and quivered. All the
rumors about this man were true, every single one of them. He was an arrogant,
rich playboy, a heartthrob and a heartbreaker, a panty-melting bad boy who had
dozens upon hundreds of women throwing themselves at him night after night.
But he’d chosen me. It was me he’d tied down to his bed, me he
had nasty, dirty plans for all night long. Me, alone with him, snowed in and at
his mercy.
had nasty, dirty plans for all night long. Me, alone with him, snowed in and at
his mercy.
“You can scream when you come, Ana,” he whispered, trailing his
tongue down my stomach. Slowly, so slowly. I moaned, wishing I could move,
wishing I could bring my sex up to him and make things happen faster. I’d never
felt so desperate, so crazed. Sex before Ash had always been blah, mostly
forgettable, slightly regrettable. It had never felt anything like this rush of
a roller coaster ride, this wild, heady plunge straight into the unknown.
tongue down my stomach. Slowly, so slowly. I moaned, wishing I could move,
wishing I could bring my sex up to him and make things happen faster. I’d never
felt so desperate, so crazed. Sex before Ash had always been blah, mostly
forgettable, slightly regrettable. It had never felt anything like this rush of
a roller coaster ride, this wild, heady plunge straight into the unknown.
“It will be our little secret,” he continued, down now at my
hips. Large fingers over my smooth skin, he worshipped my curves, feathering
kisses down the insides of my thighs. My ankles were bound at either side to
the bedpost. Suddenly shy at my complete and total exposure, I held my breath.
I couldn’t move. I had nowhere to go, no way to hide my arousal. With his face
down now at my pussy, he could see me dripping for him, my swollen clit aching
with need, throbbing and begging for his attention.
hips. Large fingers over my smooth skin, he worshipped my curves, feathering
kisses down the insides of my thighs. My ankles were bound at either side to
the bedpost. Suddenly shy at my complete and total exposure, I held my breath.
I couldn’t move. I had nowhere to go, no way to hide my arousal. With his face
down now at my pussy, he could see me dripping for him, my swollen clit aching
with need, throbbing and begging for his attention.
“Here in this cabin, you can let yourself go, Ana.” His words
worked a dark, wicked spell around me, relaxing and surrendering me into the
intensity of my pleasure. “Here, you can let me do all the things you’ve always
wanted. Everything you’ve fantasized about.” He brought his fingers up, up my
thighs, to finally, tormentingly, lightly graze my slick slit.
worked a dark, wicked spell around me, relaxing and surrendering me into the
intensity of my pleasure. “Here, you can let me do all the things you’ve always
wanted. Everything you’ve fantasized about.” He brought his fingers up, up my
thighs, to finally, tormentingly, lightly graze my slick slit.
I gasped at the contact, so eager, so close. “That’s it, Ana,”
he coaxed me with his words and his fingers. “Show me how much you need it.
It’s just you and me here. No one will ever know. You can be my little slut.
You can scream and come and show me how much you want it, how much you’ll beg
for it. No one will ever know.”
he coaxed me with his words and his fingers. “Show me how much you need it.
It’s just you and me here. No one will ever know. You can be my little slut.
You can scream and come and show me how much you want it, how much you’ll beg
for it. No one will ever know.”
“Yes,” I panted, beyond reason, almost beyond words. “Yes,
please.” His lips were so close now, inches away from my sex. His tongue, so
hot, so wicked, so near I could almost feel it, could imagine how good it would
feel when he finally feasted on me.
please.” His lips were so close now, inches away from my sex. His tongue, so
hot, so wicked, so near I could almost feel it, could imagine how good it would
feel when he finally feasted on me.
“Ana,” he exhaled in satisfaction, that gravelly voice that
drove women wild caressing me intimately. “So wet.” Reverently, he swept his
fingers down my slick sex, lightly sliding them along, exploring where I was
spread for him, aching and ready. “Surrender to me, Ana. The way you know you
want to.”
drove women wild caressing me intimately. “So wet.” Reverently, he swept his
fingers down my slick sex, lightly sliding them along, exploring where I was
spread for him, aching and ready. “Surrender to me, Ana. The way you know you
want to.”
MARY’S 5 STAR REVIEW
All I can say about Undone #3 is that it is smoking hot! I love this series and love Callie Harper!! Nothing better than a dirty talking, sex on fire Rocker!! And what he does with Anaika would set any woman on fire.
Ash and taken a passed out Anika, Ana, from the NYE party up to the bands cabin in Mammoth. Which of itself isn’t a bad thing. The thing that makes it bad is that he knew she wanted to fly home to her parents but also that he had basically just kidnapped her. Now add to that he does this knowing that they are having a snow storm of the century and going to be stranded up there for days.
Once at the cabin a passed out Ana continues to be in an almost coma like state. This is where Ash will totally wrap his bad, boy self around your heart as he takes care of Ana. The way he nurtures her back to health after this drunken, and questioningly drugged state is so sweet and gentle. And even in Ana’s confused state she realizes the seriousness of what Ash has done as well as being trapped at the cabin.
The one thing that Ana didn’t have a clue of was what Ash had in store for her. Knowing that their one month agreement was fast coming to an end Ash knew he had to do something to make Ana his. This trip had certainly gave him time alone with her, so now he had that.
What better way to deal with cabin fever than to get to know each other better. Truths came out as they started to share their darkest secrets. Seeing that there was a side of Ana that was ripe for adventure opened the door for him to explore with her. Not only that but Ash found that Ana was a natural submissive. This began a totally new sexual journey for them. Their chemistry was dynamite and now lit the sparks and passion soared.
With this newfound connection would Ash and Ana find the glue that would hold them together? Had Ana finally found the missing spark in her life? Will the 1 month contact be null and void now?
Callie Harper writes contemporary romances so hot they may melt your ebook. You’ve been warned.
She is powered by coffee, wickedly sexy bad boys, and all things funny, intentional or otherwise. She is the author of OFF LIMITS to be released 12/15 and the BEG FOR IT series which will start being released in January 2016.
She lives in the gorgeous Bay Area with her family.
Connect with Callie at:
Twitter: @CallieHarperBks
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