When Bee originally offered Sizzling Pages
an ARC of her new book
we had no idea what to expect
from this new British author.
from this new British author.
What we received far exceeded our expectations.
A gritty, suspenseful, sizzling hot read that
left us on the edge of our seats wanting more.
Join us now for two, smokin' hot deleted sex scenes
personally chosen for us by Bee
as part of the Desire Blog Tour.
This was originally the start of
Chapter Seven…
A drunk Jade
—or so Oliver thought—
fucking him senseless

He ran his fingers down into my dripping wet sex. “Shit, you’re so wet.


― B. L. Wilde, Desire
“Are you trying to distract me?” “I only came over for a kiss,”
I
smirked, leaning down and pushing him against his seat as my lips locked with
his. Oliver groaned into my mouth, his hands digging into my hips.
“How do you feel about a trip to the
restroom?” he muttered into my ear.
“I think it’s time you joined that club.”“Really?” I giggled, getting up
quickly.
“Oh, yes, Jade, really,” Oliver
snarled, practically dragging me into the restroom.
I braced myself against the vanity as Oliver attacked my sex with his
fingers and tongue. I was trying so hard not to make much noise,
but he was too
talented.
I bit my tongue as I fell apart.
“How are you enjoying
the club, Jade?” he whispered close to my ear once I’d come undone.
“I don’t know why I didn’t join it
sooner,” I gasped, catching my breath. Of course, really, I’d been in this club
countless times before.
“That’s because you hadn’t met me,” he
snarled from behind me, undoing his trousers and thrusting inside me.Oh,
yes!
“You better hold onto something, Beautiful, and try to be quiet, he groaned, starting an exasperating pace. His pace was like nothing else I’d
experienced before, and I couldn’t stop the groans that escaped my lips. We
both climaxed together, and Oliver had to put his hands over my mouth to muffle
my cries of pleasure.“I don’t think we want everyone to know
what we’ve been doing, Jade,” he breathed against my ear. “I’m sure the pilot
at the front of this jet would have heard you if I hadn’t covered your mouth.” “You might be right,” I gasped, bracing
myself on the sink again while Oliver gently pulled my panties back up, kissing
both of my ass cheeks as he did so.

“You can’t buy a plane with a bedroom
just so we can have more sex!"
I gasped. Was he serious?
“I can do whatever I want,” he teased as
I turned around to face him. I shook my head, watching him do his slacks back
up.
“I thought you liked to act normal,” I
pointed out, trying to cross my arms in the small space that I had.
“Don’t buy another plane,” I pleaded.
Oliver smirked, pecking my lips.
“Come on, let’s enjoy the rest of the
flight.” I sighed deeply, checking my reflection in the mirror. “You look as
beautiful as always.”
“I look well and truly fucked,” I
giggled, pulling my dress straight in the front.
““Cursing,” Oliver tutted, gripping my
ass.
“You’re turning me on again.”
“Then we better leave—quick,”
I replied
playfully, pushing him out the door as he opened it.

― B. L. Wilde, Desire
Thank you so much for sharing these
beautiful, hot scenes with us Bee.
beautiful, hot scenes with us Bee.
We're really looking forward to Book 2
Hunger
out in June 2014
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