Break Me #Blitz

Title: Break Me
Series: Forbidden #1
Author: Ivy Arnold
Genre: Dark Age Gap Romance
Release Date: December 29, 2021
BLURB
The moment she walked into my classroom I knew she was trouble.

Beautiful and mysterious, she’s the kind of girl who is used to getting what she wants.
And what she wants is me.
I never thought I would cross that line with a student.
Until she forces me.
My life is turned upside down and there’s nothing I can do to stop her.
It’s her word against mine.
I’m trapped, cornered, a pawn in her sick, twisted little game.
I have no idea why she’s doing this.
Or when she will stop.
The crazy thing is, even with everything I stand to lose,
I’m not sure I want her to.

Book one in a series of dark, age gap novels.
Each book in this series is a COMPLETE, FULL LENGTH novel.

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EXCERPT
What the heck happened back there?

I close my eyes and try to remember, but I can’t navigate through the hazy mess that’s fogging my mind. I have no fucking clue how I ended up on that bed with her on top of me. The last thing I remember is getting up to leave, and then I blacked out. Then, out of nowhere, it hits me. The glass of coke.
She drugged me.
But why? What did she have to gain by drugging me and sleeping with me? Was there something she needed that she wasn’t getting? If she wanted sex so bad, I don’t doubt Lucas would have obliged. Though that thought makes my blood boil. The point is that she’s not the type of person who needs to drug guys to get them to fuck her, so why me?
As angry and confused as I am, I can’t deny that I’m at fault too. Nothing excuses what happened back there. I managed to get my hands free, and instead of pushing her away, I grabbed her ass and shoved deeper into her, as far as I could go. The stunned, excited look on her face when I filled her up haunts my thoughts even now.
I rub my forehead, the killer headache that is beginning to form behind my skull almost a punishment for my crime. I’m in a position I swore I’d never let myself get into. It’s not like I can report what happened because my body wanted it as much as she did. On some disturbed level, I think I feel relief that it happened the way it did, which is all kinds of fucked up.
Eventually, I would have messed up and crossed that line, and once I did, there would’ve been no going back. At least this way I can feel better about myself.
No.
What happened was wrong on so many levels. There’s something seriously wrong with her. And for me to sit here and justify it all like that, there must be something wrong with me.
AUTHOR BIO
Ivy writes sexy forbidden age gap romances with a suspenseful twist.

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