Hard For My Best Friend’s Sister by Ava Jackson Cover Reveal

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Title: HARD FOR MY BEST FRIEND’S SISTER

Author: Ava Jackson

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: 8/20

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Book Blurb:

The last time I saw her, she was asleep—and I’d just taken her virginity.

She was my best friend’s little sister. I’d broken the guy code, and the guilt had me running before she woke.

Ten years later, she’s a corporate bad ass negotiating across the table from me—and hotter than ever. I want my second chance, but she’s all grown up and isn’t about to hand it to me.

This time, I’ve got a whole different game plan in mind.

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The last time I saw him, he was balls deep inside me—and I’d just lost my virginity. When I woke up he was gone.

Ten years hasn’t erased the sting of rejection. And now he wants his second chance?

I swore I’d say no … but then he made me an offer I couldn’t refuse: when we’re working, we’re strangers, but at night? He’ll make my every dirty fantasy come true.

This time, I’m not going to be the one left wanting more.

Standalone steamy, erotic romance.

Link to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25657240-hard?from_search=true&search_version=service

Author Bio:

Ava enjoys naughty things. She’s drawn to the forbidden and taboo, and writes kink that makes you think. Raised in Idaho, Ava now lives on the East Coast with her husband, and two dogs.

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Teaser

My first urge was to turn on my heel and walk right back out the door, but I couldn’t do that. This meeting was important. So that meant I needed to deal with the situation at hand: namely, the fact that my mind had gone completely blank. I couldn’t remember a single thing I’d rehearsed. All I could think about was Cameron Richmond’s cock. My memories hadn’t faded at all in that department. He was long, and thick, and I remember how his right hand looked curled around his dick as he positioned himself at my entrance.

He’d felt so good inside of me. I’d been sore afterward, but it had been a happy kind of sore, until I’d realized he wasn’t coming back.

“Dylan,” Cameron said with a slow, smug smile. Bastard.

I recalled the sound of his deep, throaty voice saying my name the night we’d been tangled in the sheets and his hot, sweaty body had been pounding into me. Focus! “What?” I said.

“Dylan Sofia Butler. It’s been a long time.”

I wanted to slap his stupid face. But I was an adult now. I was successful. I didn’t need to physically assault him because I could show him how awesome I was and make him rue the day he ever treated me like a one night stand.