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Yes, REV ME TWICE by Adele Dubois

Readers often ask where authors get their story ideas. My new release REV ME TWICE is the stand-alone sequel to my novel REV ME UP, which was sparked by a real-life incident. I witnessed a hunk on a Harley lose control of his bike and nearly crash while he watched a beautiful woman walk along a sidewalk. I wondered what would have happened if the woman had flashed him while he watched her, and a book was born.

REV ME TWICE is the natural extension of the first book due to reader demand for secondary characters Tomas and Crystal’s story. These lovers were the gritty pair in REV ME UP who lived life on the wild side. REV ME TWICE has given them license to go as far as they like. I’m happy with the way the book turned out and hope you are too.


Crystal is a bad, bad girl in the most delicious ways. She tries to be good and is tempted to commit to her Navy MP boyfriend, Tomas, but has no experience with an exclusive relationship or healthy family structure. She likes her life as a cable TV stripping weather girl and sex party host, and resists conforming to the traditional lifestyle Tomas craves. Without her weekly ménages and wild orgies, can she become the partner Tomas wants?

When Crystal receives death threats, a media frenzy erupts. During a break-in, the threatening letters are stolen, erasing evidence that thwarts an arrest. Tomas sports Crystal away on his Harley to protect her, but a deadly crash changes everything. Faced with the choice between self-interest and self-sacrifice, Crystal must decide if she will embrace a new life with Tomas or walk away.


Rose petals washed down the shower drain in whirlpool wisps of pink. Crystal shampooed her hair and glided a soapy washcloth over her nude flesh to smooth away the body paint. Leaning back, she let the warm jets splash rivulets the length of her body. Moment by moment, the steam and moisture soothed her tense muscles and eased her worried mind.
“Crystal!” The bathroom door muffled the sound of her name, but Crystal would have recognized Tomas’ voice anywhere. Footsteps rushed up the stairs and down the hall. The bathroom door burst open. Heavy shoes plunked on the floor. Clothes ruffled. The shower stall opened.
Tomas stepped naked inside the oversized square of cool, amber tiles and wrapped his arms around Crystal’s waist from behind. He kissed the curve of her shoulder and trailed his lips up the length of her neck. “I’m so glad you’re all right,” he whispered into her ear. “The police told me what happened.” He took the washcloth from her hand and draped it above the shower nozzle. “Let me do that.”
After filling his hands with liquid body wash, he smoothed his palms over her torso and up over her chest. Her nipples grew tighter at the circular movements on the slippery skin of her breasts. Tension trickled from her neck and she relaxed her head against Tomas’ shoulder. His fingers pinched and pulled her nipples, shooting pleasant sensations down into her groin. The steel-like hardness of Tomas’ cock pressed against the tip of her tailbone and between the cheeks of her ass.
While she enjoyed the feel of Tomas against her and delighted in the magic of his hands, something she’d said to the police officers brought an inward smile. She’d called Tomas her boyfriend. That was the first time she’d described him that way.
She shivered lightly after he rinsed his hands and then slid fingers between her legs and into her passage. Was it possible? Could she be… falling in love? The concept both fascinated and terrified her. What did she know about healthy relationships?
Absolutely nothing.
“I’m going to make you come. Hard.” Tomas said against her hair. “Then I’m going to fix you something to eat and put you to bed.”


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