For One Night Only by Allie A Burrow


Erotic contemporary romance

Release date: 26 September 2014

Publisher: Breathless Press

ISBN: 978-1-77101-390-1

Heat level: 4

Word count: 9,000+


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Kate Powell only went and fell for the soldier she’d met just once before he had to jet off on a

year-long posting overseas.

Seven months in, and Kate is hornier than a blue wildebeest in mating season with only her

battery-powered friend for relief. Her skills as a pen-pal scale new heights, but then a text

message arrives out of the blue.

Corporal Mark Butler is back in the country for one night only, and Kate isn’t about to let the

opportunity pass her by. After all, who needs a vibrator when the real thing comes calling?

*Allie has chosen to donate all royalties from ‘For One Night only’ and ‘Serviced: Volume 1’ to

the UK charity Help For Heroes*



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Safely enveloped in the darkness of the alcove, the bass pounded through the soles of Kate’s

boots and echoed inside her ribs. She lunged and caught Mark’s face in her hands, pulling him

down to kiss him, her tongue forcing a route past his surprised lips and delving into the wetness

of his mouth. “Take me,” she breathed. Her hand stole over the carved ridges of his stomach,

following the arrow-shaped path down to where it disappeared inside his jeans. “Please…”

His mouth opened and closed and he glanced over his shoulder at the heaving dance

floor. “But—”

“No buts.” She reached for his fly, undoing it quickly, but instead of finding another layer of

clothing, his dick sprang free and elicited a gasp from her throat. “I need this”—she fisted her

hand around it, stroking him, and his eyes squeezed shut, his jaw jutting out as his head tipped

back—”I need you…inside me”—she swirled her hand over the engorged head and his entire

body jerked—”now.”

Mark’s eyes flew open and even in the dim lighting, she saw his pupils dilate, the naked

desire on his face almost frightening. His fingers skipped over the back of her neck and lost

themselves in her hair, getting tangled in the shoulder-length tresses she had loosely pinned

up. The gentle touch was at odds with the fierce hunger in his gaze. Electric shocks surged

through the many nerve endings, connected directly to her core, and she had to lean into his

hand, let him support the weight of her head, suddenly too heavy to keep upright under her

own steam.

He tilted it back and locked his gaze onto hers, issuing her with a challenge. “If we’re going to

do this”—he leaned into her, his lips rasping her ear—”right here, right now”—his gravelly voice

resonated within her, hungry, powerful—”we’re doing it my way.”

Staggered by the transformation from man to soldier, her need for him ramped up another

notch and it was all she could do to move her head the tiniest fraction. His eyes searched hers

for an answer, the wait agonizing, until finally, he dipped his head. Achingly tender, his lips

flitted over the top of hers, like rose petals blowing in the wind. Her eyelids fluttered closed,

cracking under the strain of keeping them open.

Sweet, yet maddening, Kate yearned to take control and deepen the kiss, but he broke off

every time she tried before catching her lower lip between his teeth as if to punish her. Their

sharp edges sank into her swollen flesh without breaking the surface, his tongue immediately

soothing any pain. The all-conquering, take-no-prisoners warrior had arrived.


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