{"id":14294,"date":"2014-11-06T10:00:59","date_gmt":"2014-11-06T15:00:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/smittenbybooks.com\/blog\/?p=14294"},"modified":"2022-10-12T08:38:46","modified_gmt":"2022-10-12T08:38:46","slug":"giveaway-excerpt-wild-by-sophie-jordan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/smittenbybooks.com\/blog\/2014\/11\/06\/giveaway-excerpt-wild-by-sophie-jordan\/","title":{"rendered":"Giveaway & Excerpt \u2606 Wild by Sophie Jordan"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is one of my favourite books of the year.<\/strong> I’ll be posting my 5 star review in the next 10 days. It’s soooo good. Logan is my new book boyfriend. Love him! READ THE EXCERPT! So HOT!<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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A good girl goes fabulously bad in the final book in\u00a0New York Times<\/i>\u00a0bestselling author Sophie Jordan\u2019s sexy New Adult romance series, in which three Ivy League suite-mates seek higher knowledge of just how far they can go.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Months after her boyfriend dumped her, Georgia can still hear the insults he hurled at her. Boring. Predictable. Tame. Tired of feeling bad, she\u2019s ready to change her image, and go a little wild. What better way to prove her ex wrong than a hot night of sexual adventure at the secret campus kink club?<\/span><\/p>\n

In the shadowy den of the kink club, she unexpectedly runs into Logan Mulvaney, her friend\u2019s little brother. A player extraordinaire too hot for his own good, he may be younger, but the guy is light years ahead when it comes to sexual experience. Now he\u2019s telling her to go home\u2014\u201cgood girls\u201d don\u2019t belong here!<\/span><\/p>\n

Georgia is tired of having others define her. She\u2019s going to teach Logan a lesson he won\u2019t forget\u2014one white hot, mind-wrecking kiss . . . that leads to another . . . and another . . . and. . . . Realizing she\u2019s way in over her head, Georgia runs.<\/span><\/p>\n

Only Logan won\u2019t let her go. Everywhere she goes he\u2019s there, making her want every inch of him. Making her forget who she is. Who he is. And just how wrong they are for each other.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cI gotta go,\u201d I said hurriedly, turning to walk around the Jeep, ready to climb in the backseat, not even caring how obvious I was in trying to put distance between us by unnecessarily circling around <\/em>the vehicle.<\/p>\n

I felt him move behind me before I felt his hands on my arms. \u201cNo, you don\u2019t,\u201d he growled. \u201cYou don\u2019t get to run away again.\u201d<\/p>\n

I squeaked as he hauled me back against his chest. My spine stiffened iron-rod straight against the wall of his broad chest. I felt my eyes go huge in my face. He was touching me. Again.And I was freaking out on the inside. I sucked in a deep breath, determined that my freak-out stayed internal only.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet me go. They\u2019re coming.\u201d My heart hammered violently in my chest and I didn\u2019t know if it was because we were about to get busted by my friends or because his body felt so unbelievable against mine. Okay, fine. It was both.<\/p>\n

His mouth brushed my ear as he spoke, spiking sensation to every nerve in my body. \u201cAre you embarrassed, Georgia? You don\u2019t want them to see me with you? Don\u2019t want Pepper and Reece to know about us?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThere is no \u2018us.\u2019 \u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, but there will be. We both know why you came tonight.\u201d His fingers flexed, each digit a burning imprint on my forearms.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah?\u201d Was that breathy croak my voice? \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause you haven\u2019t been able to forget what it felt like to kiss me, and you want to know if the rest of it will be that good, too.\u201d He bit down on my earlobe and a whimper escaped my lips. \u201cIt will be.\u201d<\/p>\n

An invisible band squeezed around my chest. I swallowed against my constricting throat. \u201cArrogant much?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s okay. I haven\u2019t been able to forget either. I can still remember the way you taste.\u201d<\/p>\n

Oh. My. God.<\/p>\n

I swallowed a moan and lurched free from him. Swinging around, I faced him and felt my knees go weak at the look in his eyes. Heavy-lidded and deep, his blue eyes looked almost indigo as they stared down at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cI know you probably think it\u2019d be some great joke to bang one of your brother\u2019s friends, but I\u2019m not going to be another notch on your bedpost . . . some girl you screw once and forget about the next\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

He moved fast then, closing the space that I had established between us. Oh, yeah. He was a jock with ninja-fast reflexes. I needed to remember that.<\/p>\n

I gasped as his hand slid around my neck, fingers burying in the hair at the base of my scalp. He lowered his head, dropping his forehead against mine until our breaths clashed and mingled. His fingers pressed and massaged the back of my head, shooting sensation straight to the core of me. Holy hell. Was that some kind of secret pressure point?<\/p>\n

His words gusted over my mouth. \u201cYou think we\u2019d fuck just once?\u201d<\/p>\n

My stomach plummeted at his blunt words.<\/p>\n

He took my hand and dragged it between us, pressing my palm to his crotch\u2014against the outline of his cock in his tight baseball pants. It hardened, growing beneath my touch and I felt an answering ache clench between my thighs. God, it had<\/em> been so long.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThis doesn\u2019t feel like a joke to me. You don\u2019t,\u201d he growled in a tight voice. \u201cI want to do things to you . . . things a clean, vanilla girl like you never dreamed of. Things that tool boyfriend of yours never came close to doing to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEx-boyfriend,\u201d I replied automatically.<\/p>\n

At my response, Logan pushed my palm harder against him, rubbing the hard ridge of him. A tiny moan escaped me as the ache squeezed between my legs.<\/p>\n

He angled his head. \u201cI think you want me to do dirty things to you, Georgia.\u201d<\/p>\n

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