ALL HE DESIRES by C.C. Gibbs
November 4, 2014
Kate Hart and Dominic
Knight's volatile love affair continues in the last book in the All or Nothing
trilogy from C.C. Gibbs. Being tied down to just one woman was the last
thing Dominic wanted. But from the moment he laid eyes on Kate, he couldn't deny
his overwhelming desire for her or his need to possess her.
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Praise for Book #1, ALL HE WANTS: "There
are so many Fifty Shades-esque books on the market nowadays, but book one of
the All or Nothing trilogy will be remembered. This sensational debut will
spark interest among the most dedicated erotica fans. Gibbs doesn't beat around
the bush, gets straight to the point, and will leave readers gasping for
breath…this story is much more imaginative and will take readers to heights
they never even believed existed." —RT Book Reviews
Praise for Book #2, ALL HE NEEDS: "This
electrifying follow-up to the debut of the All or Nothing trilogy will satisfy
readers across the map. Gibbs' writing has a way of connecting with one's
libido and keeps readers wanting more. Our hero and heroine's relationship
seems stronger than ever since they've been apart, and their explosive meetings
together will stay embedded in erotica fans' memories for a very long time. All
He Needs is suspenseful, emotionally driven and will keep Gibbs' fans wondering
how in the world she will be able to top this installment." —RT Book Reviews
He
glanced at his vintage Cartier Santos Dumont watch. “I don’t have any
appointments till noon tomorrow so we have plenty of time. And my appointments
can be canceled if necessary.”
“How
very accommodating of you,” Kate said softly.
Dominic
smiled faintly. “We try.”
Suddenly
the image of countless females being accommodated by the incredibly beautiful,
sexually talented Knight Enterprises CEO filled Kate’s mind and brought the
teasing game to a screeching halt. “But you’re accommodating only me from now on,
right?” she said, challenge in the obstinate jut of her chin.
“Only
you,” he readily agreed, when he would have found such limitations
incomprehensible a few short months ago.
Leaning
back against the flax-colored sofa, her green gaze shimmering with delight,
she smiled at the man she loved. “So,” she murmured, with delicate impertinence
and a little dip of her head. “Have I really tamed the premier playboy of the
Western world?”
A lazy
flicker of a smile. “I didn’t think you liked it tame?”
His
words hovered palpably in the sudden silence.
Spiked
through her body, a flame hot and riveting.
Pooled
in seething delirium deep down inside her.
“Meaning?”
she whispered, finding it hard to breathe.
“Meaning,
why don’t we find out what you do like?” he said gently, coming to his feet in
a graceful flow of toned muscle, having patiently waited through the unwrapping
of countless boxes for her to finally read his mind. He held out his strong
hand with its dusting of dark hair, his long fingers faintly splayed.
A shiver
of pleasure raced through her. Broad-shouldered, lean hipped in jeans and a
faded blue Peace T‑shirt, Dominic’s dark, brooding beauty was
breathtaking: the long silky black hair, the bad-boy scorching blue eyes, the
high cheekbones and fine bone structure, the arrow-straight nose, the mouth
saved from outright sensuality by the contradictory don’t‑mess-with‑me firmness. The whole package transcendent
male perfection.
And
when he leaned down and his hand closed around hers, she trembled at the glut
of prodigal sensation, at the feverish need coiling in the pit of her stomach,
at the blazing hot desire streaking up her spine. Agitated and restless, she
said on a suffocated breath, “I’m sorry. But it’s been so long I don’t think
I’m going to last.”
Drawing
her to her feet, he slid his hands under her arms, lifted her over the pile of
boxes, and set her down. “Then let’s go take care of you.”
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