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.
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
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C.C. Gibbs is the pen name of a New York Times bestselling author. She lives in the Midwest, at times in Northern California, is married with three children and considers the life of a writer the best of all possible worlds. Bringing characters to life allows her imagination full rein, while the creative process offers fascinating glimpses into the machinery of the mind. And last but not least, researching anything, but particularly a book like ALL HE DESIRES—thank you Google—is great fun!
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Excerpt:
He
glanced at his vintage Cartier Santos Dumontwatch. “I don’t have any
appointments till noon tomorrowso 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 accommodatedby the incredibly beautiful,
sexually talentedKnight Enterprises CEO filled Kate’s mind and brought
theteasing game to a screeching halt. “But you’re accommodatingonly me from now
on, right?” she said, challenge in theobstinate 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-coloredsofa, her greengaze shimmering with delight, she
smiled at the man she loved. “So,” she murmured, with delicate impertinence
anda little dip of her head. “Have I really tamed the premierplayboy of the
Western world?”
A
lazy flicker of a smile. “I didn’t think you liked ittame?”
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?” hesaid gently, coming to his feet in a
graceful flow of tonedmuscle, having patiently waited through the unwrapping
ofcountless boxes for her to finally read his mind. He heldout his strong hand
with its dusting of dark hair, his longfingers faintly splayed.
A
shiver of pleasure raced through her. Broad-shouldered,lean hipped in jeans
and a faded blue PeaceT‑shirt, Dominic’s dark, brooding beauty was
breathtaking:the long silky black hair, the bad-boyscorching blue eyes,the
high cheekbones and fine bone structure, the arrow-straightnose, the mouth
saved from outright sensuality bythe contradictory don’t‑mess-with‑mefirmness. The
wholepackage transcendent male perfection.
And
when he leaned down and his hand closed aroundhers, she trembled at the glut of
prodigal sensation, at thefeverish need coiling in the pit of her stomach, at
the blazinghot desire streaking up her spine. Agitated and restless,she said on
a suffocated breath, “I’m sorry. But it’s been solong I don’t think I’m going
to last.”
Drawing
her to her feet, he slid his hands under herarms, lifted her over the pile of
boxes, and set her down.“Then let’s go take care of you.”
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