#Chapterexcerpt from Naughty Angel (Sexy Nerd Boys, 2) by Kyleen Neuhold

#Chapterexcerpt from Naughty Angel (Sexy Nerd Boys, 2) by Kyleen Neuhold


**Each book in this series can be read as a stand alone novel

*** Recommended for readers 17+ due to strong language and sexual situations


When most people first set eyes on me they assume I’m a delinquent, a thug, or at the very least that I’m in a band. But, looks can be deceiving. I never thought I’d get sick of random hook ups with more than willing college co-eds, but that scene is getting old. And, I really never expected to fall for an adorable, sexy, shy…virgin. But, sometimes things don’t turn out how you expect.


Super virgin…that’s me. I’ve never kissed a boy, heck I’ve never even been on a date before. How I ended up catching the eye of a sexy, tattooed playboy at my very first college party I’ll never know. He’s way out of my league…but maybe it’s finally my chance to let loose a little and find out who I really am. That’s what college is for, right?


“You’re killing me here, sweetheart.”

Every cell in my body demands that I lean forward and taste his lips. He leans in a fraction of an inch and I can’t resist a second longer. I close the gap between us and tentatively brush my lips against his. A jolt of electricity runs through my body at the brief contact.

The problem is, I don’t know where to go from here. Just as I’m about to pull back and wallow in humiliation Asher moves a hand to the back of my head and presses his lips more firmly to mine.

He tangles his fingers in my hair. I feel his tongue run against the seam of my lips and I part them to allow him access. Oh my gosh, I’m actually making out with a guy. And, not just any freaking guy, the hottest guy I’ve ever seen.

My tongue brushes his lip ring and I try to remember what Hadley told me to do with it. Lick it, suck it, bite it. God she’d better be right. I tongue the small hoop tentatively and then suck it into my mouth grazing my teeth gently along it. I could drown in the taste of his lips. Asher moans into my mouth and I make a mental note to thank Hadley. I take his tongue deep into my mouth and I can feel his touch throughout my entire body, especially my tingly lady parts. I move my hands up under his shirt and graze the tight muscles of his stomach.

Asher pulls back and I let out an involuntary whimper. He chuckles and then pulls his shirt over his head before hungrily claiming my lips again.

He rolls me onto my back and hovers over me. I meet his tongue with mine and push against it roughly. I hook my arms around his neck and do my best to pull him even closer, feeling that it’s impossible to get as close as I want to be. Asher’s fingers graze the skin on my lower stomach sending a shiver through me. He moves his hand slowly south and begins toying with the button on my jeans. My muscles tense and I pull back sharply.

“No, stop,” I gasp nervously.

He looks down at me with concern. He’s breathing hard and his hair is disheveled, a thrill zings through me at the knowledge that I did that to him.

“Stop completely or just don’t take this any further?” He asks breathlessly.

I know I should say ‘stop completely’. I know everyone told me that messing with Asher is like playing with fire. But, right now I don’t care how badly I get burned.

“No further,” I say finally before crashing my lips back into his.

I run my tongue along his lip ring again, toying with it until I elicit a moan from him.

“Fuck, I thought you were inexperienced Angel,” He mutters as he kisses his way down my jaw and then along my neck.

“I…I am. This is my…ooh,” I gasp as he gently grazes my neck with his teeth.

Oh yeah, he really knows how to get my lady parts all revved up.

“Your what?” He asks pulling back to look down at me.

“First kiss,” I admit blushing furiously.

Asher’s eyebrows jump up and his lips part slightly.

“You’re joking.”

I shake my head ‘no’ and blush furiously. Well, that was fun while it lasted, now I’m just the weird girl who has no experience. He’s not going to want to continue this.

His eyes glaze with a desperate, hungry look. He kisses me again, gently at first and then more intensely.

We kiss until my lips are sore. And then, we lay facing each other with our legs tangled together and Asher’s shirt still discarded somewhere. I run my fingers along a tattoo across his chest that looks like a bunch of molecules.

“What does it mean?” I ask.

“It’s spells out ‘I am star stuff’ in amino acids that the human body is made of,” He explains.

“Just like you told me at the planetarium.”

He kisses gently along my jaw again and I snuggle into his chest. He strokes my hair tenderly.

“This is one of those moments that’s so perfect it makes you a little sad because you know it has to end eventually,” I murmur against his chest.

“I couldn’t agree more Angel,” He whispers, as if he speaks too loudly it’ll ruin the moment. “Thank you, by the way.”

“For what?”

“For letting me be your first kiss,” He says with a painful honesty in his voice.


Eve snores quietly in my arms and my chest actually hurts at how beautiful she is. Her hair’s a mess and her lips are swollen. A sense of primal male pride fills me knowing that I did those things to her. I can think of a hell of a lot of other things I’d like to do to her, too. My dick swells at the thought. I’ve been hard as steel since the moment we lay facing each other, right before the kiss.

How the fuck did I get so damn lucky to be her first kiss? I know she had strict parents and everything but she’s been dating that doucherocket for a month. I figured they had to be fooling around. I guess I just can’t figure out, why me?

I probably shouldn’t let myself get too excited, she’s only slumming, it after all. She just broke up with Preppy Mcdouchebag, and I’m nothing more than a momentary lapse in judgment. I’m the exciting bad boy who she can forget to be herself around.

I think I deflowered at least half the girls in my high school graduating class. But, as soon as they realized I looked way better in the back seat of a car than I do going home to meet mom and dad, suddenly they’re dating some jock and pretending that they still have their v-card.

But, hell, that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy whatever the hell this is with Eve, until she comes to her senses. There’s no way in hell I’m going to take her virginity though, not unless it means something more than just a dirty secret we share.

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About Sahara Foley

Bio: Until my husband died on Christmas 2012, I never thought about becoming a writer. In fact, the act of writing a story terrified me. Don’t get me wrong, I loved reading, just never had the knack for writing. The thought of writing dialogue scared the bejeebers out of me. See, Bob was the writer. He wrote stories for years but could never get a traditional publisher interested enough to publish even one. Now I understand why, as they were unpolished outlines. Then, after 30 years together, Bob passed away and my life was turned upside down. About a month later, I was sitting around my apartment, trying to adjust to the worst event in my life, when a little voice spoke to me. Why not publish Bob’s stories? To be truthful, ever since the advent of self-publishing, I always wanted too, that’s how much I believed in his stories. But I knew I would have to fight him for every little change I made to his outlines. Sorry, honey, but they had to be done. So, I pulled out the box of stories, dusted them off, and started on a new adventure: The World of Self-Publishing. Boy, did I have a lot to learn. I finally published several short stories early in 2014, then my horror novella, It Lives in the Basement. While I was working on them, I was slowly learning the craft of writing, and getting The Secret of Excalibur ready for publication. Excalibur was my favorite story of them all, and in the back of my mind, I knew I wanted a publisher. One day on Twitter, I ran across a tweet from Creativia Publishing, and that was another game changer for me. I signed up with them in December of 2014, and it was the best decision I’ve made. One thing I’ve discovered on my new adventure, are all the really awesome and talented Indie Authors. If you find the right community of Indie Authors, all they want to do is help each other. I found that I love promoting them and their books, so that’s how I setup my blog. For readers to meet Indie Authors. Anyway, enough about me. Here’s all my contact information: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/booksbysaharafoley Twitter: https://twitter.com/SaharaFoley Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/saharafoley/ Google Plus: https://plus.google.com/u/0/+SaharaFoley/posts Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Sahara-Foley/e/B00J9ST32U/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1
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