for a quick and easy hookup, making a point of never spending the night. Until he runs into a woman that makes him want more than a one night stand. After she blows his heart away he starts reevaluating his choices.
Now it's Nate's turn. Following Nate from high school through his twenties we learn that this wonderful man has a lot of history that would surprise Juliette if she ever found out. Enjoy their story from Nate's point of view.
This is a stand-alone book, but much more fun if you've read The Juliette Trilogy
Coming April 2015 – Jennifer and Rocket
Book 6 of the Princess of Silicon Valley
Sometimes opposites don't just attract - they catch fire and ignite
Jennifer is a middle school teacher with an eye for metrosexual men. Her last boyfriend had more shoes than her. Having no interest in tatted up, pierced, and rough looking Rocket she dances with him anyway since it's just a dance. Wild Rocket has just come back from a binge of drinking, fighting, and sleeping around. Finally deciding to get serious he falls for pretty Jennifer and the hot way she shakes her butt on the dance floor.
In a moment of weakness Jennifer agrees to join Rocket on a visit to an art gallery where she learns that maybe the book is deeper than the cover and love can be found in the least obvious places.
Of course Jennifer has her band of college friends supporting her the whole way; dubbed The Princesses from their freshman year Halloween costumes.
Told in alternating POV. This is a stand-alone book, but much more fun if read along with the other Princess stories.
Enjoy a sample of Juliette’s story – Meet Me in Silicon Valley
The Princess of Silicon Valley – Book 1
Meet Me in Silicon Valley
The Juliette Trilogy
By
Anita Claire
Chapter 1 – Swimming in the Morning
I’m standing on the pool deck watching everyone swimming fast. Abs Guy stops at the end of his lane. He looks up at me, giving me a panty-wetting smile as he plants his hands on the end of the pool. In one quick pull up, he’s out of the water. His body glows, he breathes hard from his recent exertion, his muscles rip along his chest and stomach. He strolls across the deck, stopping inches from me. He raises his hand and runs the back of his finger along my cheek. “You want me,” he says, in his low, deep voice.
I look into his eyes, surprised, how does he know?
He chuckles, “I can tell. I saw you watching me.” The pads of his fingers glide along my jaw, down my neck, over my chest and around my breast. The heat of his body radiates off him, he smells like chlorine with a light male musk scent I equate with sex. His eyes move down to my mouth while his fingers continue down along my stomach to my crotch. He slips them into my folds.
With a knowing smile, he says, “Yeah, you are so ready.”
As his skilled fingers explore me, my breath hitches. I run my hand down the flat hard planes of his chest while my other hand runs through the soft wet waves of his hair. I lean in and lick the water droplets off his chest as he continues exploring me down below. A throb builds and I start to wobble from the sensations.
He knowingly smiles, and then growls, “You like this.” His rhythm increases. He uses his free hand to steady me. Then he smiles, and says, “Come on my hand. I want to see what your face looks like when you orgasm.”
He then moves in closer and licks my lower lip. I gasp, and then shudder as his tongue flashes inside my mouth and circles my tongue, causing sparks to erupt along my jaw and neck that creep up to the base of my skull. My fingers glide down his chest, feeling the planes of his muscles and the ridges of his abs. My hand continues its descent down to where he’s engorged, hard, and ready for me. He pulls me closer; his mouth engulfs mine as the pace of his hand and his tongue increase. It feels like he is consuming me as I quake in response. A sound that is high-pitched and breathy escapes from my lips.
Pulling away from the kiss, he whispers into my mouth, “I want you so bad, come for me now.”
I can tell I’m turning him on as I respond to his command. He leans over