*~Release Day Blitz: Let Me Be Your Truth by Lynsey M. Stewart ~*

Release Day Blitz ~ Let Me Be Your Truth 

 Author: Lynsey M. Stewart 

 Genre:  Romance Dates: 17th of April 

 Hosted by: Ultimate Fantasy Book Tours 

   

 Blurb: 
 From the outside, Kate Roper has life all figured out—a career as social worker, friends who love her, and a perfectly sensible relationship with a loyal but boring man. She has her life sorted neatly into boxes…until she meets Danny, a tortured artist with a troubled past. They say opposites attract, and Danny’s sexual confidence intrigues Kate. His tattoos enthrall her. He is everything she doesn’t think she needs, yet she craves what he has to offer.   Art therapy sessions at a local therapy centre have saved Danny from his tormented past. But when Kate shows up with her positivity, paint brushes and flirty skirts, Danny can’t seem to escape the grim reminders she triggers of when he needed help the most and was left to bury the past under his addictions. Danny doesn’t do romance. He does sex. Amazing sex. He can teach Kate the art of orgasms so that his Miss Goody Two Shoes learns the difference between monotonous and mind-blowing…   As their relationship intensifies, their pasts collide. They soon find that they have more in common than they ever would have thought, but can Kate and Danny find their truths in the unlikeliest of relationships?   

This novel contains strong language and graphic descriptions of sex; therefore this novel is only suitable for 18+   

This is the third book in the Music and Letters series but can be read as a standalone.   

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Excerpt:

‘You know, I fucking love you in a skirt, but I particularly like that one. Do you want to know why?' he whispered sexily into my ear. I could feel his breath tease my skin. ‘I watched you tonight as you were setting up the light. As soon as you turned it on, it made it completely see-through. I spent the class looking at that beautiful curve and dip of your pussy so fucking perfect illuminated in the light.' He brought his hand up to push himself against the wall but didn't move away from my ear. ‘It made me wonder if you were wearing underwear, but then I remembered that you're a fucking good girl, aren't you, Kate? You'd keep that pussy under wraps, wouldn't you? Away from prying eyes and exploring fingers.'

I was closed in. I made a futile attempt to move away but Danny surrounded me, and, God, I loved it.

‘I'm going to pretend you didn't try to step aside because I know you're affected just as much as me. In fact, I'm beginning to read you so well that I know if I were to do this…’ He snaked his hand around my neck and rested his forehead on mine. ‘Your breathing would become much faster, and the beautiful curve of your breasts would start to rise and fall. You'll need to take in more air because you'll feel like I've taken it all from you, and any minute now, I'll hear a faint gasp.'

I took in a breath. Danny smiled as I struggled to contain the gasp he knew I'd need to take as much as I needed him to touch me. ‘There it is,' he smiled as he kissed me softly on my neck causing a rush of heat down my body. ‘I know you better than you know yourself, and that should fucking scare you,' he said before gently nibbling and sucking on the sensitive skin under my chin, trailing down my neck and dangerously close to my breasts. ‘I'm pretty certain if I moved my fingers here…’ He lightly tapped me between my legs, which caused a moan I had never heard before. ‘You would be warm and wet and so slick that my fingers would move perfectly across your skin and into the pussy I'm struggling with everything I have not to imagine.'

He moved away from me, and as he did, his hand touched the hand dryer on the wall. He tapped the silver vent lazily, turning it sideways and aiming it towards my legs. The air made my skirt billow and flicker around me. He was standing with his arms folded, his lips slightly parted, and his head tilted as the fabric of my skirt bunched up around the tops of my thighs, showing off my legs just as he hoped it would. The dryer shut down and my skirt fell back into place, the only movement in the room from either of us as we continued staring at each other.

Copyright Lynsey M. Stewart.

 Author Bio:

 

 Lynsey M. Stewart is a UK based writer. She lives with her husband, also known as her soulmate and muse, along with their gorgeous, precious, ridiculously independent baby girl. Lynsey began writing after being inspired by great books, amazing writers and wonderful stories that left their fingerprints on her heart. Lynsey's background revolves around helping, advocating and supporting children, young people, and their families. Her Monday morning mantra is: ‘If no one likes my books, I can always continue with the day job…’ To find out more about Lynsey  M Stewart you can visit her at: