Title: Love by Pranks
Author: Sunniva Dee
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: November 28, 2018
"A hilarious, crazy romp of a read!!!! I was in stitches through the whole book!âImaginary USA Today and Wallstreet #1 Bestselling Rom-Com Author.
There were three things I, Kitty Hoskins, didnât know when I moved into the all-girls, non-sorority house Blossom Field Avenue #246:
1) The house opposite ours, #247, is home to the gorgeous jerks of the Iota Fraternity.
2) Lucian Spencer Anderson lives in #247 and is possibly the hottest stripper-slash-social-science student youâll ever meet.
3) #246 (The Blossoms) and #247 (The Dudes) have the longest standing, most ruthless prank war in the history of rivalries. The only thing the two houses agree on is that they live and breathe for the next battle.
Funny then that the real challenge is the one I never saw coming: an alliance with Lucian Spencer Anderson. When a cold winter threatens the stray cats of Deepsilver, our mutual love for animals forces us to team up. Bad, right? Well, it gets worse: weâre going to need the cooperation of our two houses to pull this thing off.
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Lucianâs tongue works languidly, seductively over mine. He hisses in a long, quiet breath through his nose, savoring this intense make-out session as much as I do. Itâs been weeks since I last was with him, and it was driving me crazy. I see him every day, dammit. Heâs even been by my school, âaccidentallyâ bumping into me after a class. The guy is literally stalking me, and itâs fricking hard to stay strong.
Now, he presses me against the side wall of my house. You know that slow push and release, push and release while never really letting go of your body? His is always there, gliding over mine like we should be naked, and heâs got me on fire.
With some guys, you can sleep with them once and be like, âbeen there, done that,â right? Well, thatâs not how it is with Lucian. For me, kissing him like this, I just burn hotter for every second, and it makes me remember how it felt to have him inside of me, climbing, climbing, climbing until I lost control over my limbs.
Yesterday afternoon at the mall, he stopped me before I could hop into Seraphinaâs car and leave.
âWhatâs up, Kitty? Are you avoiding me or something?â heâd asked.
âOr something,â I said, sending him a brief side-glance. Mostly, my disgust for him overpowers the desire, and as long as I donât look right at him, itâs easy. See, disheveled locks of amber-colored hair combined with sea-foam eyes has that effect on me. Itâs a fact I knew nothing about until I moved to Deepsilver.
âJust because I donât beg at the foot of your bed doesnât mean Iâm avoiding you. Most chicks donât, you knowâor wait, are you used to a flock down there?â
He didnât even answer. My face flushed brightly as I got into my bestieâs car and slammed the door behind me. Lucian just stood there and watched us take off. Wham fast-forward a day and some hours, and here we are in my current situation, pressed against the wall in my yard.
Okay, I admit it; this might have something to do with how I voluntarily accepted a glass of hyper-spiked pink punch at the house. Maybe one turned into four, canât remember.
I might accidentally say stupid stuff if Iâm tired even if Iâm not drunk, but I wonât act this recklessly. Unfortunately, the guyâs doing something to me, to the point of making me dream stuff at night, stuff that makes me wake up sighing, so I guess thatâs why I got drunk with the girls tonight.
Or noâitâs just a Friday night, Iâm in college, Iâm only young once and so forth, and here we are. God, heâs delicious.
âLetâs go inside,â he hisses out against my mouth. His hands have slid inside my top. My bra is a joke alreadyâhalfway pushed upâand he has one of my boobs in his hand. Iâm arching my back like a total sorority slut, moaning exactly like I did when I woke up from a wet dream about him this morning. Also: this has got to stop.
âNoâ¦â I trail off, because really, I need to taste him some more. The feel of his cock, hard against my stomach, the head of it rubbing against my hip, makes my stomach drop with lust. I canât even talk anymore.
I need to be clear, tell him Iâm not doing the walk of shame into 246 with all the Blossom Girls at home.
âOkay,â he murmurs. Starts to push my shorts down, right here, against the wall of the side of my house!
âWhat are you doing?â Iâm losing my breath completely while he pushes himself against me. This is so freaking hot and wrong and sluttyâI donât even know what it isnât. He has a blond halo in the moonlight.
âWhat Iâm doing? Iâm making love to you.â
âHere? Are you crazy?â
His fingers are in me, and my hips move, wanting this so damn much. Iâm slippery already, enjoying every second like Iâve got no brains left at all.
âYou said not inside the house, didnât you?â
âYeahâNoâI meantâ¦â Right. What Iâd meant was that we should sneak inside his house, not mine. I think? âFuck.â
âIs it good?â He puffs against my lips.
âShutâ¦ up.â My fingers grab his pants, unbutton them, and he helps me get them down his thighs.
âThis is ridiculous,â I say. âDo you have a condom?â
We both moan when he stabs inside of me seconds later, lifting me against the wall with his body. My shorts are on the ground, and my thighs vise-grip his hips.
âYouâre so amazing. Shit, Kitty, Iââ
âOh, God!â I instantly shake around him like Iâm some sort of wind-up toy. Iâm the goddamn Energizer rabbit. Lucian pushes harder, rocks into me, chasing the aftershocks of my orgasm out of me as he groans, coming loudly too.
This is the wildestâ I mean, what the hell was that, a five-second quickie or what? I canât even.
âHello? Is anyone there?â
Oh, no. Thatâs Tilda on the front porch.
âDudes, you can come out. I know youâre there. Seraphina? Ninni! Thereâs someone out here. I swear to God, if youâre trying to prank us right now, weâre going to have your heads on stakes!â
Sunniva Dee is a lover of great writing and wild, passionate, angsty characters. In the beautiful city of Savannah, Georgia, she divides her time between her âpetting zooâ and writing sexy novels. Sunniva ado-o-ores breaking stereotypes and describing the flipside of bad-boy alphas or good boys with a savage streak.
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