{"id":19772,"date":"2017-10-31T06:05:33","date_gmt":"2017-10-31T11:05:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/?p=19772"},"modified":"2017-10-31T06:05:33","modified_gmt":"2017-10-31T11:05:33","slug":"coverreveal-wotr18-perfect-match-alexis-alvarez","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/?p=19772","title":{"rendered":"#CoverReveal #WOTR18 – Perfect Match – Alexis Alvarez"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Title: Perfect Match<\/span><\/div>\n
Author: Alexis Alvarez<\/span><\/div>\n
Genre: Contemporary Romance<\/span><\/div>\n
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Release Date: November 6, 2017<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
Cover Artist: Jessica Hildreth<\/span><\/div>\n
Cover Photographer: Wander Aguiar<\/span><\/div>\n
Cover Model: Jacob Cooley<\/span>
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She\u2019s the matchmaker\u2026he\u2019s her sexy client. What could go wrong?<\/span><\/div>\n

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Fia Martin has a tough job: Find the perfect woman for arrogant, handsome Dylan Chambers, before her rival can do it\u2013\u2013on national television. If Dylan declares her the winner, Fia\u2019s match-making business will skyrocket.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Dylan is picky. He\u2019s smug. He reminds Fia that he doesn\u2019t believe in true love. The dates she sets up for him end in complete disaster. And every time she tells him to behave, he flirts with her shamelessly.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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A stolen kiss turns to a night of unbelievable passion and the best sex of her life…but Fia knows that Dylan\u2019s not interested in more than a fling, because he\u2019s still going on dates for the challenge like nothing happened.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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When Dylan chooses her competitor’s company for his final dream date in Hawaii, to a woman who looks perfect on paper, Fia figures she can kiss the trophy goodbye. The problem is that she’s about to lose her heart, too\u2026to the one man who\u2019s completely unavailable.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI\u2019d love to live here,\u201d she murmured, reaching out to touch the closest sculpture, a gorgeous creation with swirling green and blue, like an ocean in glass, then drew back a finger, to check his face. \u201cThis is the prettiest thing I\u2019ve seen in long time. Can I touch?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cYou can touch anything you want.\u201d His eyes met hers evenly, and she thought she\u2019d seen something open in his expression when she\u2019d complimented his art, something warm and bright.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
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She didn\u2019t look away, even as she put her hand down to blindly find the smooth glass, running her hand over it. \u201cIt feels good.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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He smiled. \u201cI would hope so.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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They stood looking at each other, then he spoke. \u201cFia?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cYes?\u201d She could barely breathe.<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cOne night. Just to get it out of our system. What do you say?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cNo holds barred, one night of passion. You and me. Look, I get what you feel about your clients. And you know I\u2019m not looking for anything long term. But we both want each other pretty fucking badly.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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She sucked in a breath.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cSo, let\u2019s just go for it. Seize the day. Take advantage of the chemistry. I promise you I will make it so fucking good, Fia.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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For a second she thought about saying no, but the desire could no longer be denied. She didn\u2019t bother replying, but walked right up to him, wound her arms around his neck and lifted her lips to let him claim her with his mouth.<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cFuck,\u201d he murmured, and his hands were on her back, on her ass, pulling her into him as he plundered her mouth with his tongue.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
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She pressed herself into him, delighting to feel his hard chest against her breasts, and lower, another hardness entirely that indicated how much he wanted her.<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cTake off your shirt,\u201d she muttered, pulling at the buttons. \u201cSo sexy. But off.\u201d She managed to undo two of the middle ones, and slid her palm into the pocket she\u2019d created to touch his muscular chest. \u201cYou feel so fucking good.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cYour dress comes off first,\u201d he whispered into her ear. \u201cMy rules.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cWhy should we play by your rules?\u201d she asked, letting her eyes shut as he kissed and bit down her neck, moaning when he licked her clavicle.<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cBecause you\u2019ll like it,\u201d he promised. \u201cWant to see?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cAre you some kind of kinky dom or something?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
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He laughed. \u201cOr something.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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Her eyes flew open, but she felt more excitement than concern. \u201cReally?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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He ran a finger down her cheek. \u201cReally.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cLike, tie-me-up-and-spank-me stuff? Tell me what to do stuff?\u201d Her heart started to race.<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cIf you like that, then, yeah, I can do that for you.\u201d He ran a hand down her arm, slowly, and they both watched his long fingers stroke her skin. She sucked in a breath at how erotic it felt. \u201cI like almost anything, Fia, so you just tell me\u201d\u2014and he leaned in and put his mouth right at her ear\u2014\u201cWhat. You. Fucking. Love.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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She whimpered and grabbed at him. She\u2019d always dreamed of being with a man who was unapologetically sexy, so in tune with his body that he could master hers and bring her exquisite pleasure. She didn\u2019t want hard-core BDSM, but she definitely wanted, no craved\u2014for him to take control.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cI might like what you said,\u201d she whispered into his neck. \u201cThe tying up and spanking. As long as nobody knows we did this.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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He let his fingers stray to her breasts, which he stroked through the dress. \u201cYou like a little pain, with your pleasure, Fia?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cA little. Not too much. Yes.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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He squeezed a nipple, and she cried out, but it was from passion, not dismay. She started breathing harder.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cYou think you\u2019d like doing what I ask?\u201d He bit her neck, and she almost combusted. But she needed to clarify before they went further, just so she could relax and enjoy the moment completely.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cWhat are your other rules, besides the shirt thing?\u201d she asked, pulling away. They were both breathing hard. She slowly slid the straps of her dress down her shoulders. \u201cIf I like what I hear, I just might obey.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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A muscle clenched in his jaw, and he smiled a dark, dangerous smile. \u201cFor starters, you don\u2019t come until I say you can. But don\u2019t worry\u2026it will be often.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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She sucked in a breath and lowered the dress an inch, and his eyes shot to her breasts, where the creamy skin was slowly being revealed. \u201cAnd?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cAnd you\u2019ll do what I say, when I say it. For instance, if I tell you to come lay down over my lap so I can spank you, you\u2019ll do that.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cInteresting.\u201d She licked her lip and felt a surge of moisture between her thighs. \u201cYou\u2019d honor a safeword, of course.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cOf course.\u201d He gave her the dark grin again. \u201cYou could just tell me to stop. But what word do you want?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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She pulled the fabric still lower so her areolas were visible but not her nipples. \u201cRed. Keep it simple.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cGood choice.\u201d His voice rolled over her. \u201cKeep going. Show me your tits.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u201cWhat if I don\u2019t do it?\u201d She met his eyes.<\/span><\/div>\n
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He unbuttoned one sleeve and began to deliberately roll up the fabric, little by little. \u201cYou want to find out?\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Alexis Alvarez is an author, photographer, and digital designer who loves writing steamy romances. Her female heroines are always strong, intelligent women who fall for the sexiest guy around…and get the happy-ever-after ending of their dreams.<\/span><\/div>\n

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Alexis is a wife and mom, a former chemical engineer, a dachshund-whisperer\u2014wait, that\u2019s a lie. The dachshund usually does the exact opposite of what he\u2019s told.<\/span><\/div>\n

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Do you like contemporary romance with steam and humor? Darker BDSM\/erotica novels with fascinating psychological insights? Alexis has you covered. She writes in both genres.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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You can usually find Alexis hanging out with her sisters, who are also romance writers, in their Facebook Group, Graffiti Fiction<\/a>. The three of them love to drink wine together and laugh like hyenas while making dirty jokes and really inappropriate comments. They have a website which is not always updated here: www.graffitifiction.com<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n

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Read More by Alexis Alvarez:<\/span><\/div>\n
Steamy, Contemporary Romance:<\/span><\/div>\n
A Handful of Fire<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n
Boston<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n
Dream Girl<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n

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Kinky\/BDSM Romance:<\/span><\/div>\n
His Firm Direction<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n
Casey\u2019s Choice<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n
Capturing Kate<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n
Myka and the Millionaire<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n
Return<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n

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