Smut
University
by
USA Today bestselling author Kahlen Aymes.
Releases
25th June
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
35k
word Novella (part 1 in the series)
Welcome to SMUT UNIVERSITY!
The Art of Sex… In Writing.
The name alone would have made it the
most sought-after writing course at Columbia, but it didn’t hurt that the
professor was smoking hot!
Addison Tomms was an aspiring romance
novelist and senior Creative Writing Major at the prestigious Ivy League
university. The class was packed and judging by the tongues wagging and
the obvious swooning by the male and female student body alike, she figured she
was one, in maybe a hundred, serious writing students in the auditorium.
Addy knew Dr. Jackson Michaels was a
New York Times bestseller many times over, and secretly, she devoured his
books. His love scenes set the pages, and her body, on fire. It was no
secret that the associate professor teaching the course was sexy… but was he as
really as sexy as his words?
Addison had her answer on the very
first day of class when the handsome Dr. Michaels taunted and teased his
students with what the class actually entailed; all watching with mouths agape.
He was a thousand percent more stunning in person than the television
entertainment interviews she’d seen or any of the photos that she and her best
friend, Michelle, had spent hours searching online.
Something stirred deep inside her
when his sensual eyes raked over her because she’d been the only one brave
enough to answer his first question. Her reaction was physical; his gaze
felt as if he’d actually touched her, and she was more and more intrigued.
Addy knew this man would rock her
world… but it wouldn’t just be between the pages.
SMUT UNIVERSITY (Part One) Excerpt
His eyes locked with mine. “Miss Tomms,” he
said my name without asking who I was. A shiver ran through me that he
remembered; like it foreshadowed some earth-shattering scene about to
come. Those intense eyes framed by incredibly dark lashes. The
strong jaw. The broad, muscular shoulders. God, that face. That
f*cking sex hair. Up close it was criminal how incredibly sexy he was. He
was utterly stunning.
My breath left me in a soft rush, and I sucked in
another so I could speak. “Dr. Michaels,” I acknowledged with a small
nod.
He had a file box in front of him that held the
graded papers separated alphabetically by dividers. He reached in and
slowly pulled mine out. Maybe this weird tradition he had of insisting
the first assignment was printed out was his way to bring his students face-to
face in order to press upon us just how intimidating he actually was.
And, he was.
There was admiration in his eyes as they roamed
over my face and hair, lingering on my mouth. I couldn’t help looking at
his. His lips were as perfect as the rest of him, the lower one full and
begging to be bitten. I cleared my throat. I felt like helpless
prey; paralyzed by a mixture of fear and adulation; the venom of his incredible
eyes and his scent. Whether it was his will to eat me alive or seduce me,
it was certain that I would succumb to either in that moment. My heart thrummed
inside my chest, blood rushing in my ears, wetness pooling between my
legs. Oh, God, my legs went weak and I struggled to stand.
His long fingers bent the stack of stapled paper so
that the grade was hidden from view when he held it out to me. I held the book
bag to me with one arm and reached for the document with the other hand.
He pulled it back for a second, denying it to me,
his brilliant eyes still burning, but now teasing into mine. I cocked one
eyebrow in question and a hint of a smile graced his luscious mouth. “I’d
like to see you in my office, tomorrow. I have office hours from four to
six. Does that work?”
My mind was racing; wondering at the reason behind
his request at the same time as my heart fell into the pit of my stomach.
Did I totally screw up the assignment? I felt like I was about to throw
up and wished the earth would open up and swallow me.
He cleared his throat. “Miss
Tomms? Does that work for you?”
“Ummm," I stammered. "Yes,
professor. See you then.”
“Excellent.” He handed me the paper, his eyes
still not breaking contact. I felt like I was falling into the deepest
end of the ocean, drowning and only he could save me. I was in trouble.
“Yes, sir.”
My heart felt as if it would fly from my aching
chest as I took the paper and turned, concentrating on walking without rushing
to the far left of the room, taking the side stairs up to the marble lobby and
then walking out of the building. I wanted to look at the grade as I clutched
the still folded assignment in my hand, but something inside me
hesitated. My heart felt like it would explode as I opened the folded
pages and then, in astonishment flipped through the rest. There was no
grade. No editorial mark-ups. Nothing.
"What the f*ck?" I exclaimed.
Meet the Author
Kahlen
is a USA Today Bestselling author, who writes sizzling hot, deeply moving
romantic fiction in New Adult/Erotica/Adult Contemporary, Her books have
been on several bestseller lists including Amazon, Publisher's Weekly, Barnes
& Noble, Smashwords, and USA Today.
While
all of her stories are sensual, hot, full of love, romance and angst, readers
should expect fresh plots, compelling characters and an abundance of steamy
scenes on each series/story. NO COOKIE-CUTTERS Allowed!
Creative
by nature, she enjoys the arts, music & theater, loves reading romance,
dystopian, and fantasy. Her favorite things include music, dancing,
cooking, animals, & long walks with her iPod, conjuring up her newest book
boyfriend.
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