What Makes a Wicked-Hot Book Boyfriend? – A Guest Post by V.H. Luis (@VH_Luis_ @goddessfish) #giveaway

A sinful stare that not only screams of sex but depth.

It’s a given that an ideal book boyfriend’s piercing look will be hot-as-hell, but at least to me, he has to have more than gorgeous eyes. The ideal book boyfriend needs to be the type of man that can see what other’s overlook. Nothing gets by him. Those nagging insecurities the heroine might have, or the unease she feels around a group of people are instantly on his radar.

Why does this matter in an erotic romance? It matters because when his attention is fixed on the heroine it’s not only about sex, it’s about self-discovery and intimacy.

He has to be hard-as-nails when it comes to fighting for what he wants and yet he needs to know when a gentle-hand is needed.

I love a completely alpha-male. Dominance can be super-sexy. But sometimes—especially around those we care about most—we fall apart. A harsh word or look can make us break. An ideal book boyfriend knows the power he exerts over the heroine, because she holds that very same power over him. Though he may push her to the limit in order to get his way, he knows when to exert control.

He’s refined enough to mingle with dignitaries but gritty and real enough to escape a party for a sinful interlude.

Of course, he’s witty and smart. He can rock a suit, talk business, make absolutely everyone listen on-the-edge-of-their-seats to his every word—but for many of us (me included), it’s the extra-curricular activities he can do with his refined mouth that seals-the-deal. I need to feel my heart race with excitement as I’m turning the pages…

Adam Black, the hero of my debut erotic romance, Waking to Black (Uninhibited #1), is my ideal book boyfriend. Maybe he’s yours too…

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EXCERPT:

I’m in the fitting room staring at the mirror in only heels and black lace underwear, going through the monotonous task of trying on yet another dress, when I hear the door creak. What! I turn to give Marian a piece of my mind, and to my shock Adam is the intruder.

He closes the door and presses down on the lock, without a flinch of remorse. Then he’s against me, his lips pressed over mine and his tongue plunging into my mouth, devouring me.

I kiss him back, because even though I’m upset he’s made me go through this uncomfortable experience, I’m ecstatic to see him. I can’t deny that my body longs to be alongside his.

He leans back and whispers against my cheek, “I like the heels.”

“Marian thought you might.” My hand trails down his back to his dark blue jeans. His casual attire makes him appear younger and so damn sexy.

“Where have you been?” I don’t bother to hide the pout in my voice.

“I’ve been busy working.” He kisses my neck and slowly makes his way down to my chest. As his tongue caresses the curves of my cleavage, he pulls my breasts out of the bra.

I don’t have time to be shocked, because instantly his mouth is against my skin. The way his teeth graze my nipples makes me whimper.

He pulls back an inch, a devilish smirk on his lips. “Careful, someone might hear you.”

I know the warning is in jest; I doubt he cares if anyone hears us. The beat of my rapid heart thunders against my ear. We’re in a dressing room in Neiman Marcus. He wants to do this here?

Adam moves his hand down between my thighs, his fingers trailing over the thin material of my underwear, and I tremble.

Yep, he definitely wants to do this here.

***Thank you so much for having me! I’ve had a wonderful time writing this guest post. I hope you all will take a chance on Evelyn and Adam’s story.

XOXO

V.H. Luis

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BLURB:

He shattered my defenses, and I was fragile to begin with…

The first time I saw Adam Black, I was between the arms of a criminal, a gun to my throat and even then, I knew I was staring at the most dangerous man in the room.

Maybe it was his confident, cerulean eyes, or the sex appeal radiating from his pores like heat waves on a scorching day, but by proximity alone he made my vision blur and my heart stammer.

The day I was nearly killed in a bank hold-up, I began to live—because of him.

Now, I’m praying for the first time in years, hoping the scars of my past, the secrets I keep, don’t interfere with my future…

Available from: Amazon UK | Amazon US

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

V.H. Luis is the author of the Black Series, an erotic romance trilogy that follows the love affair of Evelyn Snowe and Adam Black. Her debut book WAKING to Black, will be released in 2018, and the subsequent sequels FADING to Black, and SURRENDERING to Black, will follow shortly thereafter.

Welcome to my internet haven!

I’m a born and bred Miami Girl—and proud of it! I would wear shorts and flip-flops everyday of the week if I could. Growing up in Miami, surrounded by my parent’s heritage has made me proud of my Cuban ancestry. Cafecito and a guava pastry for breakfast? Yes, please! Salsa music while I tidy the house? Of course.

If I’m not busy scribbling notes about the story pounding out of my head, I’m painting, listening to music, or spending time with the love of my life—my son. If I decide to travel, I bring the whole family (in-laws included), or at least I try to, because life is too short not to spend it with family; one of the many lessons my father taught me.

My website:  https://vhluis.com/

My Twitter: https://twitter.com/VH_Luis_

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