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I nod and follow her to the edge of the curtain. I can hear myself be introduced.
Yes, it’s been a good year. All of our political careers are on the rise. Liam is going to run for Governor next year. Carter is going to run for my Senate seat. And I’m…
Oh wait…they just announced me. I walk out on stage and take the podium.
The cameras flash. But this time to capture history. The people look up with attention, but this time with love.
"Thank you all," I say into the microphone and pause. Thank God I met Liam. And Carter. "Ladies and gentlemen of Iowa, I am here today to formally announce my candidacy for President of the United States."
Like I said. It’s been a great year.
Liam
Well, howdy there, girlfriend.
That’s fucking right. I’m talking to you.
You. The fucking reader. Okay, look, sorry, you’re not the "fucking reader" okay? I’m actually really happy you read through alright. I hope you liked it.
And yeah, I fucking broke the fourth wall. Don’t worry, Alexis doesn’t know. She thinks I’m out right now at the bar, drinking the beer and watching Carter on TV. You know, where Tina Ling comes in and tries to put her hands in my fucking pants and I shoot her the fuck down?
Anyways, I got kinda bored and I wanted to get to know you. And Vivian’s alright with it, so you know, you don’t gotta worry that I’m cheating on her. As long as it’s with you, it’s completely fucking fine.
And you’re wondering why I said it’s not cheating? Because, you babe, are gonna feel the 12-inch cock inside of you in a few minutes.
Yes, you. No, don’t fucking look around you. I’m talking to you. There isn’t some other reading this right? Most likely this book only sells one copy in its whole run and it’s to you.
Yes, you.
What? You’re not fucking rolling your eyes, are you? You’re not wondering to yourself ‘Oh God, this is so silly’ are you? I guarantee it’s not going to be.
What’s my angle? Sorry, I was just staring at your tits and thinking about what it would be like to squeeze them. You just read about me, babe, and now you’re going to have me. I’m Liam fucking Jeffries. And you are fucking mine.
Right, you asked what the angle was. I want you to be around to read about my other fucking friends, okay? They’re bad boys too, and they want to show you what they can do. There’s Arsen, the porn kind, in Client 5. But that’s coming up after this as a bonus book anyways. Then there’s Lance Anders. He’s a 21-year dude that fucks this older woman. You can find him in Scandalous. And finally, there’s Lucien Stone. He’s in prison but he finds his fucking HEA with the sweetest little cute as a button woman who really needs rescuing too. That’s in Jailbait.
Fine. You already read that shit or you got too much other fucking shit going on? Just bear in mind you’re saying no right now but in a few minutes you’re going to be all "yes! yes! oooh yes!" as I totally make you fucking cum.
I mean after the last 80,000 words do I even need to describe myself? You know the tats that go up and down my arm. You’ve seen my pecs on the cover. You can feel my abs. What? You didn’t see the cock? You know it’s there, under my pants. Throbbing. Pulsing. Growing.
So if you want more of this shit, and you liked what you read, why don’t you at least sign up for Alexis’ Naughty Angels list? That way you can listen to her go off and do her shit and maybe be an ARC reader and get bonus chapters and all that good fucking shit.
I know, this has got to be the strangest Also by the Author and sales pitch to sign up, but hey, Alexis only asked me to ask you. She didn’t specify how. And this is the way I know best.
So fucking sign up for this shit, okay? You can sign up here: Naughty Angels.
Or just go here: http://eepurl.com/cu4ET9
Don’t fucking worry, babe. I’m all done selling the shit. I was just helping out a friend, ya know? This body is yours now.
Just go find a quiet place where no one’s going to bother you if your cheeks get red. Because they fucking will.
And if you can’t find a place, just drown it out, and imagine yourself in my office. Deep, plus carpets. Overstuffed leather chairs. Fucking books on shelves all around me. And a mahogany desk, waiting for us.
Imagine me as I stand over you.
Imagine Liam Jeffries as I lean into
you and close my eyes, my heart thumping harshly during that eternal fraction of a second during which I wait for our mouths to touch. When they do, I part my lips ever so slightly, fitting them on your mouth. I feel that dark energy of desire pulsing under my skin, an uncontrollable need to claim you. That’s right - since the first time I laid eyes on you that I wanted to claim you. To make you mine.
