Tuesday 25 April 2017


Title: Dirty Thief

Series: Dirty Players #4

Author: Tia Louise

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 25, 2017






What do you get when you mix a brooding king with a sexy pickpocket? Not your usual fairytale.


Ava Wilder is beautiful, she lives in a pink castle, and she’s a thief. Rowan Westringham Tate loves power, speed, and Ava.


Their romance is straight out of a dirty Cinderella story, until the one man Ava is running from shows up to claim what she stole—or to claim her. 


Now Ava might be forced to take another thing to protect her happily ever after… A life.


DIRTY THIEF is a white-hot CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE in the “Dirty Players” universe. It features secrets, lies, a touch of darkness, and scorching-hot sexy times. Prepare for frequent panty changes, frantic clicking, and rapid breathing until the end. Mature readers only.



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Moving my mouth, I devour her. She keeps pace with me, and while our bodies are wet and slippery, our mouths are inseparable. Lips move, tongues chase. I pull her full upper lip between my teeth, and she sucks my bottom lip into her mouth. We’re making out like teenagers, and I move closer, cupping her ass to pull her flush against me.


My knees bend, and her hand drops between us, grasping my erection and sliding up and down. I groan into her mouth, and her tongue slides along the seam of mine. Her hand moves faster, and I grip the back of her head, fisting her hair. She’s working me, and it feels fucking amazing.


“Ava,” I groan, breaking away, dropping my chin to kiss her shoulder.


She kisses my neck, just before I feel her teeth against my skin, just before she pulls it into her mouth. She’s sucking my neck, jacking me off, and fuck, I’m so close to coming.


My fingers tighten, and I pull her head back. “I need to be inside you.”


Dilated eyes heavy with desire meet mine. “Take me to bed.”


Holding her around the waist, I lift us both from the hot water, grabbing the white terry robe off the hook as we pass. I drape it around Ava’s shoulders before easing her back onto the enormous king-sized bed. She’s on her back, her head on the pillow, and I brace my hands at her sides. My eyes skim over her naked body, lightly pink from the water, scuffed from my beard. Then I lean down to consume her mouth again.


Her lips part, and our tongues stroke and taste. I’m ravenous for her. My frustration and tension once more finds release in most pleasurable way. Her fingers grip my arms, and I dip my tongue into her cherry-mint sweetness. I haven’t stopped kissing her since we entered the bath, but now I’m wanting another taste.


Moving down her body, I stop at her breasts, pulling one nipple into my mouth, circling my tongue, teasing her tip. Her back arches, and she moans. I kiss my way to the other side and pull another stiff peak between my lips, nipping and sucking. I want to mark her. I want to cover her creamy skin in blistering red marks of passion.


“You’re delicious,” I sigh, kissing the top of her ribs. Lavender oil scents her skin.


She laughs and pulls away. “Tickles!”


I smile as I continue to the center of her torso to circle my tongue around her navel before going lower. I kiss her hipbone, biting and sucking another red mark before settling down between her thighs. Holding her hips, I spread her open. A glance up, and I see her stomach rising and falling rapidly with her breaths. Anticipation is the strongest aphrodisiac.


Holding my lips just above her clit, I allow my breath to warm her body. I lightly brush my lips along the crease at the top of her thigh.


She squirms and sighs. “Rowan…”


I love driving her crazy. I love keeping her happy. I want nothing more than Ava Wilder-Tate saying my name in that exact note of need and eagerness every time.






My jaw tightens, and I walk to the other side of the sitting room where a black leather wingback chair is located. Ava remains in the center of the room, facing the fireplace.


“Take off the cami.” I unfasten my pants and push them down and away, along with my black boxer briefs.


Her long, slim hands clutch the silk top, and it’s over her head in a sweep, leaving her dark wavy hair swishing at the curve of her back. I sit, my cock pointing straight up, and I grasp it, moving my hand over the tip as I watch her.


“Now, face me.”


She obeys, allowing me a better view of her gorgeous body. With the cami gone, she’s only in her bra, garter belt, and thigh high stockings. Fuck me. My mouth waters.


Ava Wilder-Westringham Tate is the most beautiful woman in the world, and she is mine.


“Come here.”


Again, she follows orders, walking slowly. My gaze travels up her legs to her bare pussy to her perfect breasts, lifted but barely covered by the half-cups of her bra. Beaded nipples peek over the tops, and my gaze lingers a moment before moving higher.


Our eyes meet. Hers are dilated and darkened, and when she stops in front of me, her legs are so close to mine, I can feel the heat radiating from them. I lean back in the chair still holding my cock, and I want to do so many dirty things to her.


“Sit on my lap.”


One corner of her luscious mouth quirks up in a half-smile. Her eyes twinkle, and she reaches for the arms of the chair, sliding her knees on either side of my hips, straddling my legs. She scoots closer, pushing up so that beautiful pussy is almost eye-level. I reach out and caress it, circling her clit with my thumb and plunging two fingers deep into her slippery-wet core.


“Yes,” she gasps, bracing herself with the chair.


Her hips move in time with my thumb over her rigid clit. Her eyes close, and she rocks on the building waves of orgasm. I feel her inner muscles contracting around my fingers. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pull her closer to my torso. Her soft body rises and falls on my hand as she rides.


Sitting straighter, I lift my chin to capture her lips. They’re heavy and full, and she kisses me back, holding my cheeks. Her tongue touches mine, her lips pull mine. Her hands go to my shoulders, and she lets out a whimper.


Her little noises of pleasure make me smile, and I massage her clit faster. I want her to come hard, but I want to be right there, to slip inside as she breaks apart.


“Rowan!” Her fingernails cut into my skin, and her body stiffens. The lightning strikes, sending tremors through her pelvis and legs. Her body bows forward, and I quickly replace my fingers with my cock. She drops on me, and I groan loudly. She’s so hot and tight and wet.


“Fuck,” My head presses against the chair as she moves. Her body goes faster, up and down, and she’s making little noises, words I can’t understand, as her inner muscles pull my dick. My mind is blanking from the pleasure. My arm is loose around her waist, and I slide my fingers up and down the line of her ass in time with her rocking.


“Yes…” she gasps, going higher and dropping faster.


Every muscle in my pelvis is painfully tight. I can’t take my eyes off her. Her dark hair swishes all around us, and her breasts are right at my mouth. I catch a tight nipple with my lips, sucking it in and giving it a little bite. I’m rewarded with another cry of pleasure.


My fingers are wet from her pussy, and I find her ass and slip one inside. With a loud cry, she breaks again, falling forward against my chest in shudders. I’m still rocking her, guiding her by that tight hole up and down my cock.


She arches up, and her head drops back. Her mouth is a circle, and a loud moan fills the thick air around us. Her body is shaking, and her insides grip and pull me until with a shout, I come hard, throbbing and deep.


Pleasure so intense pulses out of me, filling her to overflowing as we fly through the stars on a mind-blanking orgasm. I remove my finger and wrap both arms tight around her as our movements slow. She’s no longer gripping my shoulders. Now her slim arms are loose around my neck. Our bodies are slick with sweat and pressed flush together as we gradually come down.


Another little clench, another little whimper, another pulse of my cock. It’s so fucking perfect. Every second of this shitty day is far, far behind me, burnt up in the fire of my passion for this beautiful woman. My wife.






The palace is heavily guarded, but I never feel like I’m being watched. I feel like we can be naughty, work on starting our family whenever the mood strikes, and when I enter the sitting area, my husband is waiting on the balcony overlooking the sea.


He turns at the noise of the door closing, and I see his shirt is unbuttoned. The lowering sun casts deep shadows across the lines on his chest, the six-pack of his abs, the deep V leading into his black dress pants. Salt breezes push his dark hair forward around his temples, and my breath catches. Everything is forgotten at the sight of this gorgeous man. My sexy husband. My possessive king.


The mood has struck.


“Are you waiting for me?” I wonder if he can hear the desire in my voice.


“Yes.” Dark blue eyes burn into mine as he closes the distance between us, and slippery wetness is between my thighs. “I was thinking about you having my baby, your body changing. We’ll have to get creative with positions.”


His hand covers my stomach in a fiery touch. I want him so much my voice is breathless. “You’ll have to get me pregnant first.”


Our eyes clash, and he grasps my cheeks in a firm grip before taking my mouth with his. It’s a raw and hungry kiss, and I whimper, chasing his tongue with mine.


He turns me roughly. My hands brace the wall, and excitement flares in my blood. I exhale a moan as he rips my skirt up, fingers searching between my thighs, grasping for my thong. That tiny scrap of material is quickly torn away.


His chest is hot at my back, and his other large hand holds my neck, my chin, bracing my head against him. “I want to be inside you,” he growls against my skin before biting it. “I want to fill you with my come.”


A thick finger sinks into my dripping core, and I moan, “Yes…”


“Ava.” He kisses the back of my shoulders, his beard scuffing my skin. Heat races through my legs as he fingers me, plunging in and out as his thumb circles my clit.


My fingers curl against the wall, and my body starts to tremble. “Fuck me… please,” I beg.


He releases my neck, but I strain frantically, searching for his mouth. He catches me and kisses me once more, his tongue diving deep, finding mine and curling together. Salt is on my tongue, my skirt is over my hips, and warm sea air slithers with the waves of pleasure around my thighs as I wait for him to unfasten his pants.


I can’t breathe. Anticipation is like a tingling fist in my lower stomach. I want his cock so badly. My voice escapes on a burning breath. “Rowan…”


As I’m speaking he grasps my hipbone. The other hand is between my legs, holding his tip as he guides it home. My back arches, and in one swift thrust, he’s balls deep, moving hard and fast.


I moan so loud, gripping the wall. His hand returns to my clit, massaging fast, but it’s hardly necessary. Hot waves of orgasm shoot up my legs, centering in my core. With every thrust, I’m forced forward onto my toes...




Tia Louise is the Award-Winning, International Bestselling author of the ONE TO HOLD series.


From “Readers’ Choice” nominations, to USA Today “Happily Ever After” nods, to winning the 2015 “Favorite Erotica Author” and the 2014 “Lady Boner Award” (LOL!), nothing makes her happier than communicating with fans and weaving new tales into the Alexander-Knight world of stories.


A former journalist, Louise lives in the center of the USA with her lovely family and one grumpy cat. There, she dreams up stories she hopes are engaging, hot, and sexy, and that cause readers rethink common public locations...


Books by Tia Louise


The One to Hold Series:

One to Hold (Derek & Melissa), 2013

One to Keep (Patrick & Elaine), 2014

One to Protect (Derek & Melissa), 2014

One to Love (Kenny & Slayde), 2014

One to Leave (Stuart & Mariska), 2014

One to Save (Derek & Melissa), 2015

One to Chase (Amy & Marcus), 2015

One to Take (Stuart & Mariska), 2016


The Dirty Players Series:

The Prince & The Player, 2016

A Player for A Princess, 2016

Dirty Dealers, 2017

Dirty ThiefApril 25, 2017


Paranormal Romances:

One Immortal (Derek & Melissa, #SexyVampires), 2015

One Insatiable (Koa & Mercy, #SexyShifters), 2015


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