New Release: Anti-Romance by Cassia Leo

Today we’re celebrating the release of Cassia Leo’s Anti-Romance! Anti-Romance is NOT a romance. This is a hilariously screwed-up stand-alone novel love story that’s a must read!

AntiRomance

About Anti-Romance:

Laney Hill is screwed. On the bed. On the treadmill. On the hood of a BMW. And on her boss’s desk. Then she’s screwed again when she steps into the free clinic and finds out she has gonorrhea. That dirty prick gave her gonorrhea! She’s totally going to break up with him…until he breaks up with her…because he’s married!

A night out drinking with friends leads to a fateful–yet awkwardly-sloppy–kiss between her and her best friend George Bratton.

George has been single and pining for his ex-girlfriend ever since their breakup two years ago. When his ex invites him to her destination wedding in London, self-destructive George and gonorrhea survivor Laney make a deal to go as each other’s dates. It will make great material for Laney’s “Anti-Romance” blog and maybe it will help George finally get over his ex. Nothing could possibly go wrong, right?

This is a stand-alone novel.

Add it on Goodreads:

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28260248-anti-romance

Buy Links:

Amazon: http://bit.ly/antiromanceamz
iBooks: http://bit.ly/antiromanceibooks
B&N: http://bit.ly/antiromancebn
Kobo: http://bit.ly/antiromancekobo
Google Play: http://bit.ly/antiromancegoogle

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Excerpt

Copyright © 2016 by Cassia Leo

He yanked me inside, slamming the door shut as he pressed me up against it and kissed me hard. One of his arms locked around my waist as his other hand tossed his keys somewhere behind him then grabbed my face. He ground his pelvis into mine, letting out a guttural groan as he rolled his hips in a rhythmic motion.
“Oh, God,” I breathed. “I’m not supposed to have sex with you.”
His hand slid down, grasped the back of my leg, and pulled my knee up to his waist as he dug into me.
“Why is that?” he asked, laying another trail of hungry kisses along my jaw and down the curve of my neck.
“Because I want you to respect me,” I replied, aware that my response seemed utterly ridiculous in this moment.
He tilted his head back, panting as he looked me in the eye.
“I promise to respect you,” he said as his hand skid down my belly and unbuttoned my jeans. He slowly pulled down my zipped and slid his hand inside my panties.
“I promise to respect you more than any man has ever respected you,” he murmured as he slid a finger inside me.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the cool door.
“Oh, fuck,” I breathed.
He collected my wetness and brought it forward, using it to caress my most sensitive spot. My mouth fell open as he moved his finger in delicate circles, teasing me with every tiny movement of his finger. His mouth closed over mine, thrusting his tongue in and teasing me torturously as he gently rubbed my bud. It didn’t take long before I cried out with pleasure, my body curling into him as my first orgasm of the night rocketed through me.
Kade rested his forehead against mine, his mouth breathing in each breath I exhaled as his hand continued to pleasure me until I could no longer stand on my own.
“I can’t… I can’t,” I whispered, wrapping my arms tightly around his solid neck as the muscles in my thighs quivered with exhaustion.

 

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About Cassia:

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cassia Leo loves her coffee, chocolate, and margaritas with salt. When she’s not writing, she spends way too much time watching old reruns of Friends and Sex and the City. When she’s not watching reruns, she’s usually walking in the rain or reading.

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Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/authorcassialeo

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You can also follow her blog at http://cassialeo.com

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