Rapture Series by Megan Martin (Blog Tour Post)


I didn’t plan to become a stripper who performs live sex shows.  But that’s what happened. It’s what I do, and I’m good at it.  I was going to go on and do something with my life. I was going to be something more than just a piece of ass. But that’s not how it worked it out.  
Men don’t control me. Not anymore. Not until my best friend left and hecame into my life.

I don’t want lose myself and drown in another man. But I’m afraid it’s already too late.

**This book is intended for mature audiences only due to graphic depictions of sex and bad language.**



I writhed to the music, sliding up and down the stranger behind me. People packed the dance floor. Sweating, twisting bodies pressed against each other, pawing roughly. The music thrummed in time to the fluorescent lights beneath my feet. It rumbled through my bones, taking me far away from the dark place I’d been stuck in all night.
The guy behind me gripped my waist with big hands. I didn’t know who he was, I hadn’t even glanced behind me when he pressed his body against mine. I was too drunk to care. He thrust against me, his rock hard cock spearing my ass through our clothes. I glanced over my shoulder. The bartender who’d been supplying me with free drinks all night flashed a smile.
*Can they dance out here while they’re on duty? *I snorted at the thought. *Is it even called duty when you’re serving idiots alcohol?
* The music shifted to a slower, more sensual R&B song. The couples around us slowed down, pressing against each other. The bartender gripped my shoulders and spun me around. I let him, giving him a lazy smile when I looked up into his eyes. He was cuter than I’d first observed at the bar earlier.
*Or maybe I’m too drunk to care.* I couldn’t see what color his eyes were but he had good hair, short and spiky. *Not like Cole’s. * “Fuck.” I bit my lip. *Stop thinking about him! *
Bartender leaned in and pressed his mouth against my ear.
“I want to fuck you.” He leaned back, a cocky smile spread across his face. The urge to slap him tingled through my body. I didn’t though, instead I smiled.
“Do you?” He jerked me against him hard and thrust his hips, his cock pressed against my belly.
“I’ve been eye-fucking you all night. You’re all I’ve been able to think about.” He slid his meaty hands up my thighs and fingered the bottom of my skirt while grinding against me.
I wrapped my arms around him. His shirt was wet, sweaty beneath my fingertips, clinging to his muscles.
“I want to take you home.” *I should let him. *The words drifted through my mind as I moved to the sinuous beat. *I should just go home with him. Maybe sex with someone else would help me forget. *I let my head fall back as the music picked up a bit, letting myself loose in the sensuality. I wanted to clear my head, let it all just drift away to blissful nothingness.
Hot lips pressed against my exposed throat. A whimper escaped my lips. *It’s been too long. Maybe this is exactly what you need. He moved on, so should you. * I lifted my head and pressed my lips against the bartender’s. His mouth opened under mine, kissing me back. He was salty from sweat and tasted like a cigarette, but I wasn’t going to be picky, not right now.
Not when all I wanted was to get lost in him completely.
*He’s not perfect, but he’ll do…for tonight. *
“I let you walk away, Julia. I let you go, but I can still take you back if I want.”

Four months ago I ran away. I left him behind. The man who stalked me, took control of my body, and claimed he loved me.

Now he’s returned. Like dripping razor blades, he has slashed his way back into my life. But everything is different. 

He doesn’t want me anymore.

I expected him to come back, to be sorry. I even planned to forgive him. I should have known that he would discard me like everyone else in my life. But I’m going to change that.

My billionaire stalker has come to say goodbye…only this time I plan to keep him.







Buy Links
about the author
twitter username
Megan D. Martin is a multi-published author, mother, student and editor. In her spare time she enjoys decorating her house with strange things that do not match, playing her old school Nintendo Entertainment System, and buying fish for her many fish tanks