I am absolutely thrilled to be today’s stop on the A LITTLE TOO HOT Blog Tour. I absolutely love this series by Author Lisa Desrochers and A LITTLE TOO HOT just happens to be my favorite of the series. Sam and Harrison’s story is all kinds of sexy, romantic, heartbreaking and incredibly exciting.
It’s the perfect addition to the series.
While I would love to go into just why things get a little too hot, talk about just what kind of surprises this story has to offer, and share my thoughts on all that happens with Sam and Harrison, there is no way I can do so without revealing a little too much.
What I can say is that I was immediately pulled into the story. I fell madly in love with the characters. It kept me riveted and anxious to see how things ended. There was no shortage of heat. I was completely surprised. And I was totally curious about just what Harrison thought at various points in the story.
Which is why I am so completely ecstatic to have gotten the chance to read one of those scenes that sizzle from Harrison’s point of view. And I’m just as excited to be able to share it for my stop today.
As it is all sorts of HOT and SEXY, I thought I’d post the book details first, just to make you wait a little bit longer. Of course if you have read A LITTLE TOO HOT or you just don’t want to wait, the scene from chapter six follows immediately below that.
If for some reason you haven’t yet heard of this series or “met” the author, I’ve included details on the other two books in this series and some brief information about the author and places where you can find them all online.
I’ve also included the full tour schedule which I’ll be updating with direct links to all the posts in case you want to check them out.
And, the author is offering up a seriously awesome Grand Prize Pack for giveaway. To enter for a chance to win, just follow the instructions in the Rafflecopter.
A LITTLE TOO HOT releases today in eBook format – the paperback releases on February 25th – and I can’t wait until everyone gets the chance to read it and see what happens with Sam and Harrison. I’m just dying to know what everyone thinks.
Even if you haven’t read the first two books in this series, you can skip right to A LITTLE TOO HOT and read it first. While Sam was introduced in A LITTLE TOO FAR, you don’t have to read it to read and love this book. Though it’s very easy to devour all three books in a row if you love to read in sequence.
About A Little Too Hot
From USA Today bestselling author Lisa Desrochers, comes the third book in her sizzling New Adult series.
If you play with fire…
Tossed out of college and cut off by her parents, Samantha West is in pretty dire straits. So when her rocker best friend hooks her up with a job dancing at a gentlemen’s club, who is she to turn it down? Plus, there are rules to dancing at Benny’s: No touching, keep your clothes on at all times, and never get closer than three feet. Unfortunately for Sam, her first private client makes her want to break every single one of them.
Harrison Yates is scorching hot, but he’s got a past that involves being left at the altar not too long ago. Sam is determined to make him forget about his ex, but when she makes her move, it flings her life into a spiral of chaos she never saw coming.
Because Harrison Yates isn’t who he seems to be. And his secret will probably get her killed.
Author: Lisa Desrochers
Series: A Little Too Far #3
Publication Date: January 21, 2014 (eBook), February 25, 2014 (print)
Publisher: William Morrow Impulse
Formats: Paperback, eBook
“Every page is deliciously breathtaking, wickedly sexy and sensational. A LITTLE TOO HOT is wonderfully unique and a LOT HOT! I am a HUGE Lisa Desrochers fan.”
— Katy Evans, New York Times bestselling author of REAL, MINE, and REMY
“Lisa is brilliant at creating sizzling sexual tension and impossible circumstances that make the reader hold their breath all the way to happy ever after. Sam and Harrison are more than A Little Too Hot, they are scorching!”
— Jay Crownover, New York Times bestselling author of RULE, JET, and ROME
“Lisa Desrochers’ best yet! A LITTLE TOO HOT is hotter than hot with all the emotional punch to back it up!”
— Sophie Jordan, New York Times bestselling author
Scene from Harrison’s POV
I pace the dim, dank VIP room, unable to explain why my palms are sweating. I feel like a fifteen-year-old, waiting at the movies for his first date to show up. But it’s not our first meeting. I’ve paid for her. She has to show. So, why am I nervous?
I sit on the sagging couch to force myself to stop pacing. The whirring ceiling fan does nothing to dispel the weight of the air, so heavy it near chokes me.
There’s a commotion in the hallway, and I hear a guy shout, “Hey, Nora! Anyone in the VIP room? Red and I need the couch and a thermometer for a science experiment. How hot is backstage sex between a rocker and an exotic dancer? Will spontaneous combustion occur? Inquiring minds want to know.”
Just as the door flings open, a woman’s voice shrieks, “Put her down, you Neanderthal! She’s got work to do!”
I stand as Sam comes into the room, but she’s ass-first, over the shoulder of a good-looking guy a few years younger than me, with ink up his arms and neck and a chiseled and very pierced face.
He lifts a hand off her legs and holds it up to me. “Sorry, man. Didn’t know anyone was in here.”
Sam kicks free of his grasp and slides off his shoulder to the floor. She wobbles for a second on those high-heeled boots before gaining her balance. “You moron,” she mutters shoving the guy.
An older woman lunges through the open door and grabs the kid by the back of his T-shirt, dragging him backward toward the door.
“Inquiring minds want to know!” he calls, just as it snaps shut.
“Your boyfriend?” I ask, my eyes flicking to the door, where my possible competition just vanished.
Her eyes fly wide. “Hell, no!”
I tip my head at the couch. “So you were donating your body to science, so to speak.”
“He’s just a friend.” The irritated expression on her face as she says it causes the knot in my stomach to soften. “A really stupid friend.”
I rake my eyes down the front of her, over the skimpy black satin vest and shorts and the laced thigh high boots, and something hot and hungry flares in my gut. As my gaze scans its way back up her body, I see through the thin satin vest that her nipples have hardened. A certain part of my anatomy responds in kind.
I move closer as my gaze reaches her face. “You were amazing out there tonight. The way you move is just so…” …fucking incredible. But I trail off without saying it as her eyes flare. There’s no mistaking the look in her smoldering gaze, and my jeans tighten around my stiffening dick.
I sit again to hide the evidence as she moves to the stereo and cranks the music louder. She steps away from the stereo and lifts her arms overhead, and her body starts to sway, the tiny costume she’s wearing is doing nothing to keep me from imagining her totally nude. Watching her move—the roll of her hips and the thrust of her tits as her body undulates with the slow rhythm; the way her hands glide over her curves and don’t shy away from her most sensitive places; and the way her smoldering gaze holds mine the whole time, fire to ice—all I know is, she makes me want to forget who I am and why I’m here and just bury myself inside her and live there. She makes me want to map every inch of her body with my tongue. She makes me want to ride her hard and put her away wet. Because there’s not much question this girl would be dynamite in the sack.
I can take her right now and cement this deal—and something tells me she’d let me. Something in her look tells me she’d even enjoy it.
But there’s also something about her that makes me want to protect her, and the thing she most needs protection from at this exact moment is me. Because even though she’s oblivious, I’m her worst nightmare.
And she’s mine.
I tip my head back and let out an animal growl, then stand and yank on my jeans, trying to make my enormous erection fit inside them.
“Dance with me,” she purrs, all sex and desire, and it’s my total undoing.
I swallow and move closer, stopping a foot away. “I thought there was a three foot rule.”
Her eyes flare red heat. “I’m modifying it to one foot.”
I reach for her waist, needing to feel her body under my hands, but she backs away and shakes her head. “Still no touching. Sorry.”
God, this girl is going to be the death of me. One of us is leaving this room a totally ruined person, and, despite the plan, I’m starting to doubt it’s going to be her.
She lifts her arms overhead again and starts to circle her hips, and it’s like her body blends with the music, turning hot and molten and fluid. But she never breaks eye contact, and I feel her flowing through my veins.
At first, I can’t move, but finally, her scorching lava melts the ice inside and I start to sway to the rhythm.
The hint of a smile pulls at those full, red, blow-me lips, and her eyes flutter closed for a second as she moans a little. I close my eyes, forcing myself back under control.
But then she turns, and the motion brings us closer. She rolls her hips with the steady beat, and her ass brushes against where my dick is trying to rip through the denim of my jeans.
I suck in a breath. “Jesus, Sam,” I groan, my voice thick and strangled as I try to hold myself together. “Are you sure I can’t touch you?”
“Yes,” she whispers with a slight turn of her head.
And, God, she smells amazing. Like spice and sex.
I lean closer, my lips nearly touching her ear. “Yes, I can touch you? Or yes, you’re sure I can’t.”
“I’m sure you can’t.” Her voice comes out rough, and I can’t stop the groan as I come unglued.
I need this. Not only because it’s what I came for, but also because I can’t remember every being so drawn to one girl. I can’t remember every feeling this desperate to be inside anyone—and that includes my ex-fiancée. But with Sam, it’s base and it’s raw. Desire at its purest. And watching her move, I make my decision.
“I’m not sure I’m going to be able to stop myself,” I say in a rare moment of honesty. My lips brush her ear, and I swear she stops breathing. “Sam? I coax, shifting so I’m just touching her. “Please say I can.”
She leans her back against my chest, and a throaty moan rolls up from deep inside her. Her moan turns into a low, hissing gasp when I close my hands over my hips and I grind myself against her. She tips her head back into my shoulder and I skim my nose over the tender skin of her neck, inhaling the sweet, hot scent of sex oozing from her pores. It goes straight to my groin, and I almost come on the spot with the rush.
As we move together to the slow beat, our hips rolling in unison, I imagine I’m inside her. I pulse for her, my hard-on becoming painful. My hand glides around her bare midriff, and I know I’m not going to be able to contain myself for much longer. There’s fire under my skin and every nerve ending throbs with want.
She doesn’t stop me when I trace my fingertips over the soft, bare skin along the dangerously low waistband of her tiny shorts, then slip them underneath. And when my other hand glides under the lapel of her vest and cups the swell of her breast, skin on skin, she gasps. She tries to pull away, but I hold her tight against me, rolling her hardened nipple under my thumb. She collapses against my body and moans again, deep and desperate, the sound of pure longing. Her moan shatters any shred of self-control I might have been clinging to. I am so far over the uncrossable line that I’m putting everything I’ve worked for at risk. But in this instant, I don’t care.
She rocks her hips, encouraging my fingertips under her waistband lower. But just as I slip under the elastic of her thong, there’s a bang from the hallway outside.
I’m so stunned that I don’t stop her from pulling away. But the next second, Sam escapes through the door into the hall without a word.
I stand here for a full minute, trying to will my heartbeat out of the stratosphere and tame the beast inside my pants.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow I get what I came for.
To get a peek at this scene from Sam’s POV, check out Books Over Boys tour stop on January 23rd.
About Lisa Desrochers
Lisa Desrochers is the USA Today bestselling author of A LITTLE TOO FAR , courtesy of HarperCollins, and companions, A LITTLE TOO MUCH (Nov 12, 2013), and A LITTLE TOO HOT (Jan 21, 2014). Also in stores is her YA PERSONAL DEMONS trilogy (Macmillan).
She lives in central California with her husband and two very busy daughters. There is never a time that she can be found without a book in her hand, and she adores stories that take her to new places, and then take her by surprise.
Other Books in the Series
Title: A LITTLE TOO FAR (A Little Too Far #1)
Pub. Date: September 17, 2013/October 1, 2013
Publisher: William Morrow
Formats: Paperback, eBook
Lexie Banks has.
Yep. She just had mind-blowing sex with her stepbrother. In her defense, she was on the rebound, and it’s more of a my-dad-happened-to-marry-a-woman-with-a-super-hot-son situation. But still, he’s been her best friend and confidant for the better part of the last few years … and is so off limits. It’s a good thing she’s leaving in two days for a year abroad in Rome.
But even thousands of miles away, Lexie can’t seem to escape trouble. Raised Catholic, she goes to confession in hopes of alleviating some of her guilt … and maybe not burning in hell. Instead, she stumbles out of the confessional and right into Alessandro Moretti, a young and very easy-on-the-eyes deacon … only eight months away from becoming a priest. Lexie and Alessandro grow closer, and when Alessandro’s signals start changing despite his vow of celibacy, she doesn’t know what to think. She’s torn between falling in love with the man she shouldn’t want and the man she can’t have. And she isn’t sure how she can live with herself either way.
To read an excerpt on the author’s website, CLICK HERE.
In the follow-up to Lisa Desrochers’ explosive New Adult novel A Little too Far, Alessandro Moretti must face the life he escaped and the girl he loved and left behind.
Twenty-two year old Hilary McIntyre would like nothing more than to forget her past. As a teenager abandoned to the system, she faced some pretty dark times. But now that’s all behind her. Hilary has her life on track, and there’s no way she’ll head back down that road again.
Until Alessandro Moretti—the one person who can make her remember—shows up on her doorstep. He’s even more devastatingly gorgeous than before, and he’s much too close for comfort. Worse, he sees right through the walls she’s built over these last eight years, right into her heart and the secrets she’s guarding.
As Hilary finds herself falling back into love with the man who, as a boy both saved and destroyed her, she must decide. Past or future? Truth or lies?
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The Tour Schedule
Week One: Day One
Jan. 20th – Page Turners Blog – Review + Excerpt
Jan. 20th – Lost in Literature – Review
Jan. 20th – The Reading Cafe – Review + Guest Post
Jan. 20th – City of Books – Review
Jan. 20th – Sun Mountain Reviews – Review
Week One: Day Two
Jan. 21st – Fiktshun – ALT Scene from Harrison’s POV
Jan. 21st – Step Into Fiction – Review + Deleted Scene
Jan. 21st – Lovin’ Los Libros – Review
Jan. 21st – The Autumn Review – Review
Jan. 21st – A Love Affair With Books – Review
Jan. 21st – Alii’s Book Jungle – Review
Jan. 21st – Book Labyrinth – Review + Character Interview
Week One: Day Three
Jan. 22nd – Books Complete Me – Review + Excerpt
Jan. 22nd – In the Best Worlds – Review
Jan. 22nd – Globug and Hootie Need A Book – Review
Jan. 22nd – My Favorite Things – Playlist Post
Jan. 22nd – Ginger-read Reviews – Review
Jan. 22nd – Book Angel Booktopia – Review
Week One: Day Four
Jan. 23rd – Ramblings From This Chick – Review
Jan. 23rd – The Demon Librarian – Review
Jan. 23rd – Books Over Boys – Excerpt or Deleted Scene
Jan. 23rd – Keepin’ It Real Book Blog – Review
Jan. 23rd – No Bent Spines – Author Interview
Week One: Day Five
Jan. 24th – Seeing Night Reviews – Guest Post
Jan. 24th – Bookhounds YA – Guest Post
Jan. 24th – The Book Swarm – Review
Jan. 24th – The Book Review – Review
Jan. 24th – bookaholics anonymousonline – Guest Post
Jan. 24th – Little Bookworm Reviews – Review
Week Two: Day Six
Jan. 27th – Owl Always Be Reading – Review
Jan. 27th – BookChic – Review
Jan. 27th – The Book Whore-der’s Delights – Review
Jan. 27th – Paranormal Book Club – Guest Post
Jan. 27th – Ticket to Anywhere – Deleted Scene
Jan. 27th – Nocturne Romance Reads – Review + Author Interview
Week Two: Day Seven
Week Two: Day Eight
Jan. 29th – Michelle & Leslie’s Book Picks – Review + Character Interview
Jan. 29th – Waiting For Wentworth – Review
Jan. 29th – Nestled in a Book – Review
Jan. 29th – The Scarlet Siren – Review
Jan. 29th – Allodoxophobia: The Fear of Opinions – Review
Jan. 29th – Good Books & Good Coffee – Guest Post
Week Two: Day Nine
Jan. 30th – The Irish Banana Review – Review + Guest Post
Jan. 30th – Stuck In YA Books – Review + Excerpt
Jan. 30th – adventures-in-word – Review
Jan. 30th – The Bookmark Blog – Review
Jan. 30th – All in a Book – Review
Jan. 30th – Booklovers LaceyCat – Deleted Scene or Excerpt
Week Two: Day Ten
Jan. 31st – Fade Into Fantasy – Guest Post
Jan. 31st – Hot Stuff Book Reviews – Review
Jan. 31st – Kimberlyfaye Reads – Review
Jan. 31st – Sugar and Spice Book Reviews – Excerpt
Jan. 31st – Polished Readers – Review
Jan. 31st – A Bookish Escape – Review
Jan. 31st – Nerd Alert Book Love – Review