Sneak Peak: Fight For Me by Bethany Bazile

Posted March 19, 2014 by Addictive Passion in Uncategorized / 0 Comments

Fight For Me
Bethany Bazile
March 31, 2014

I just needed someone to show me how to fight for me…

When tragedy hits Alexis Cole is shattered. She carries the blame on her shoulders after losing a big piece of herself. When Ryder Hayes sweeps back into her life, she has something to hold on to, but just as quickly as he appeared he was gone. When fate-or meddling parents-throw them back together they can no longer deny the heat that’s burned between them for years.

Ryder has always wanted Lexi, but he’s never fought so hard against something in his life. Saving Lexi from her past was never on his agenda, but he could never bear letting her drown in it. With his UFC championship title on the line, the last thing he needs is to be distracted by Lexi. When she’s thrown back into his life he can no longer fight their attraction.
But once he claims her he knows he’ll never let go.

***Mature content warning*** This title is intended for Adults 18+ due to language and explicit sexual content.
*If you have an aversion to steamy scenes, you may not want to board this ride, because it will be a hot and sweaty one.*



Not many people were in the gym, but my eyes were
immediately drawn to Ryder anyway, so the place could’ve been empty as far as I
was concerned. His flexing muscular body, his sharp jabbing movements, and his
excellent form paralyzed me.
I gaped at him as if in a helpless trance. I
couldn’t get my feet to move toward the exit. His dark hair was drenched with
sweat. His muscles tightened and strained as he slammed his fist into the huge
bag over and over again.
does he manage to be even more appealing while violently mashing a bag and
sweating profusely?
He’d grown a little dark scruffy hair on his strong
jaw overnight. His tanned skin looked so smooth and enticing. I wanted to run
my hands over the ridged valley of his abdomen, and feel the warmth of his skin
under my tongue. He was the perfect recipe for disaster, and I was aching to be
destroyed by him.
His muscles were tightly cut everywhere, and I
wondered just how well shaped he’d be under those shorts. As if on cue to my
ogling him, he stopped hitting the bag, and turned his head toward me. A wild
rush of heat flowed through my body as he smiled at me.
He knew I’d been checking him out. No-I’d been standing there practically fucking
him with my eyes.
He nodded his head toward the door, ordering me to
come into the gym. Damn, I wished I hadn’t let my hormones rule me, and made
the quick escape I’d planned. I’d spent way more time than sane smelling his
pillow this morning, imagining what it would be like waking next to him. I
could already feel my common sense leaving me as I approached the door and met
him halfway across the room.
He stopped in front of me, crowding me with his big
body. I could feel the energy radiating off his skin. Maybe it was all the
testosterone in the room that had me feeling so dazed. It had to be caused by
something more than his cocky smile and sparkling baby blues.
He bit his lower lip, his eyes traveling over my
dress, making me feel naked. My nipples pebbled as though he’d caressed them
with more than a hungry gaze.


was her.
She gazed at me with those bright hazel eyes, and I
was thrown back the night she’d opened them and looked at me like I was
everything she needed.
The look she gave me now was different. Her gaze was
predatory and hungry. Her lip parted in a really quiet gasp as she stopped to
stare at me.
why was she looking at me like that?
She had changed. Gone was the pale faced, frail girl
who was strapped to the hospital bed. My gaze traveled over her tight shirt and
tiny little sleep shorts.
Perfect perky tits.
Small little waist.
Smooth creamy legs.
If I had a checklist, it would take me days to check
off each part of her I would’ve liked to lick. Then I’d pull those long silky
legs around my waist and…
away, Hayes. You don’t need to get a hard-on in your dad’s kitchen for his step
She yanked her too short shirt down in an effort to
cover her exposed navel ring. Pulling it down over that smooth expanse of skin
only pressed the shirt tighter against her chest, and my gaze shot up to her
pebbled nipples.
I needed to get out of there-and quickly. I’d never
wanted a woman as much as I wanted to take this one. It had always been this
way with Lexi, but it had definitely increased in intensity. I almost didn’t
give a fuck David was in the room.  I
wanted to push her against a wall and make her beg me for it.
Women didn’t usually affect me this way. Being a
fighter kept me too busy to think about women, but Alexis always had a way of
distracting me. Don’t get me wrong I liked to fuck. And often. But the shit she
was stirring inside me was not something I was used to. Avoiding her attempts
to push her way into my life had been a good decision. I always had a soft spot
for Alexis and now it was mixed in with full-blown lust.
the Author
Bazile is the author of erotic novels Beautifully Broken, Beautifully Revealed
and UnBurdened. She reads, writes and lives in New Jersey with her husband and
two amazing kids. Her passion for writing was born from a love affair between
books and music.  She loves books that
draw her in and won’t release her until she’s inhaled every word, panting with
excitement. Then she realize the sun came out but the lost of sleep was so
worth it. When she isn’t reading, she’s conjuring up steamy love scenes and hot
romance stories to share with fellow romance lovers.
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