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Easy to Fall, the unforgettable conclusion to the binge-worthy Hard to Love series by USA Today bestselling author Willow Winters, is available now!
With her I was always on the highest high. That’s why it was so easy to fall.
I never stood a chance without her. The two of us were made for one another. It’s as simple as that. The world could try to rip us apart, but it would fail. Until this.
She told me once, love isn’t enough. I never would have believed it … until now. Neither of us could have prepared for this.
I won’t stop fighting. Not until the very end.
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Check out this excerpt from book 1, Hard to Love:
I nudge my nose against hers and whisper, “You did what you had to do.”
“Exactly.” Both of her hands wrap around mine when she speaks. And I kiss her again, but she pulls away.
“I have to get ready,” is the excuse she gives me. Her ass sways as she walks, tempting me even though she doesn’t seem interested.
“You wanna?” I ask her, and when she turns to look at me with a hint of confusion, I thrust my hips in her direction.
She only laughs before telling me no and saying I’m a shitty Romeo.
“What if I kiss you here?” Getting on my knees at the edge of the bed so I can tower over her as she stands at the end of it, I suck her neck. I feel her thighs hit the edge of the bed and hear her moan before I plant a single kiss there and pull back.
“You’re hot,” she tells me with a moan and smiles. “But I don’t want to be late, and you’re not getting laid right now. You should come up with something better while I’m getting dressed.”
Damn it. I watch her walk away.
“You know all my lines already,” I call out to her as she closes the bathroom door, leaving me with blue balls in her too-small bed. Even being shut down I’m smiling, because she’s all right and she’s happy.
We’re all right. Everything is going to be alright.
Not even five seconds pass before the bathroom door opens again. I only raise up my head, to look at her.
She clucks her tongue and puts both hands on the door again. Her small breasts have a bit of weight to them and they sway when she sways.
“Sometimes I do feel crazy,” she tells me and I see the hurt there, plain as day in her eyes as they gloss over.
“You’re not crazy,” I say. I’m quick to sit up but before I can get off the bed, she’s already walking to me. I wait there on the edge, the bed bowed in the center from my weight.
She stops before she can walk between my knees. When she’s hurt, all I want to do is love her. Lay her down and fuck her until the sad eyes are only in my memory.
Crossing her arms, her breasts are pushed up. She is not helping my situation at all. “Tell me what you need, Babygirl ,” I speak softly and caress her, placing a hand on each of her elbows. I know what she needs.
She finally decides on her next words. “I love you , and you need to make this up to me.”
“Get on the bed,” I tell her, standing up so she can take my place.
“Get your ass on that bed.” I’m firmer this time and she can’t hide the smile. She gets on the bed on all fours before rolling onto her back and lying down for me.
“Knees bent, legs spread,” I tell her, and the grin widens even with her teeth sinking into that bottom lip.
I make my way between her legs; she has to move her heels out further so my shoulders fit between her knees…
Meet Willow Winters
Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Best Selling Author!
Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.
In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!
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