This is part of the book blog tour for Chaotic by C. A. Williams, organized by Shane at Itching for Books.
Adelaide McGregor was spinning out of control, in a world of pain that no one knew anything about. She put up a front, displaying a picture perfect girl that everyone wanted to be, but no one was truly there for her. Then she was sent away to live near her grandparents due to bad behavior when her mother decided she just didn’t want to deal with her any longer. Without a penny to her name and no where else to go, her life was uprooted to North Carolina. Everything seems to be changing for the better with her fresh new start until she meets a guy who flips her world upside down all over again. Sometimes you have to make it through the struggles of imperfection in life for everything to come out as complete perfection, but Della hasn’t quite learned that lesson yet.
*** Contains mature content, recommended for 17+ ***
As a blog tour host, I’m going to share an excerpt with you today.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading it.
Excerpt from Chaotic
By C. A. Williams
from Chapter Nine
“Della…” All he said was my name before he slid across the seat, bringing one hand up to cup my chin as he stared back into my eyes. “I don’t want to see you with any of those guys, because I wish it was me.”
I sucked in a deep breath at his admission, never breaking the intense stare he was giving me. I could tell he was going to kiss me and I did nothing to stop it. Kissing Nash was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was like time stopped the moment he gently touched his lips to mine. Nothing else mattered except for the two of us.
I threaded my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer as he gently pried my mouth open, and I sighed when our tongues met. It was like this explosion of stars when it happened, and I reveled in the sweet taste of him as we explored each other’s mouth. He grabbed my waist with both hands, never breaking our kiss, as he pulled me on top of him to straddle him. Our groans filled the small cab of the truck and when I felt a hardness beneath me, I began to rock back and forth slowly.
“Whoa.” We both pulled back abruptly when we realized exactly what was happening. All that was separating us from going any further was the thin leggings I had on and Nash’s athletic shorts. “Nash, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get so carried away.”
“No, Della. It’s not your fault, its mine. That shouldn’t have happened.” His hands gripped my waist again but this time to set me back down gingerly onto the passenger seat. I instantly missed the feel of his body beneath mine. “And It won’t happen ever again,” he said, staring straight ahead out the front window.
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