Title: Teaching Willow: Session Two
Author: Paige James
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: March 25, 2014
Tour organized by: WordSmith Publicity
Infatuated. That’s how it began.
Desperate. That’s when it escalated.Addicted. That’s what I’ve become.
Just when I think that I’ve discovered the one thing I wouldn’t do for Ebon, the one extreme to which I would not go, I find myself exceeding it. Looking back with regret, looking forward with dread, and living the now like it’s all I’ve got.Because it is.
It’s pure bliss. It’s unimaginable hell. It’s all I know, all I want to know. A runaway train that I can’t stop, one that I don’t really want to.
But disaster is coming. It will turn sweet into bitter, deception into devastation. Perfection into wreckage.Ruin. That’s what’s coming.
Ruin.
Have you read the first Session?
Title: Teaching Willow: Session One
Author: Paige James
Genre: Erotic Romance
My name is Willow Masters. I’m a senior in college, I’m smart and I keep to myself. I haven’t had an “incident” in over ten years. What all of these facts have in common is that none of them made any difference when it came to Ebon Daniels.
He started out as my sister’s date. I was instantly infatuated, but had no plans to do anything about it. I even managed to keep my feelings hidden when he took over my Modernist Literature class for the semester. The problems didn’t start until my sister took pages from my book—literal pages from a book I was writing—and gave them to the one person never intended to see them. That’s when the lies started. That’s also when I saw an opportunity to make my only dream become a reality.
How could a lie get me all that I ever wanted and, only a few months later, cost me everything that has ever mattered?
It doesn’t seem possible, but it is. It’s possible, it’s true and it’s tragic. In my book, there is a happy ending, but I don’t know if my life will have the same outcome.
My name is Willow Masters and this is the story of how falling in love with my teacher nearly destroyed both of our lives.
And it still might.
“Did I tell you that you look especially beautiful tonight?”
“No,” she whispers, still not breathing very deeply.
“Well you do. You look amazing with all that skin showing. Smooth, silky skin. And long legs. Legs that were made for two things. Short, short skirts and…” I trail off purposely, waiting for Sage to turn and meet my eyes.
“And?” she prompts when she turns to face me.
“And winding around my waist.” I set my wine glass on the table and drop my hand onto Sage’s thigh. I feel her muscle tense beneath the warm expanse of skin. Her eyes are still on mine, the pupils so large I wouldn’t be able to tell the color of her irises if I didn’t already know. “I wish you’d worn a skirt tonight. But I’m not sure I could stand the temptation,” I admit, letting my fingertips glide along the hem of her short shorts. I can feel the heat coming off her when I dip my hand down between her thighs.
“But we’re in public,” she points out in a winded voice.
“Are you saying that you would object if I touched you in public?” I ask, rubbing my fingers over the seam of her shorts where it meets between her thighs. She spreads her legs the tiniest bit, silent consent to continue.
“N-no.”
“Then I guess it’s a good thing you didn’t wear a skirt, isn’t it?”
There’s not much to say about me really. I work full-time, but look forward to every minute I get to spend writing Paige James serials. I’m very shy, so don’t be surprised by my ghostly social media appearances. I love celebrity gossip and I avoid reality television because it always sucks me in. I’m also an animal lover and cheesecake makes me happy.
