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It’s here! It’s here! It’s here! Ahhhhh! I’ve been dying to get my hands on this book. I loved Julie’s last release, Filthy Rich, and have been anticipating Dane and Ava’s story! And this cover….. it is so so so hot! Sexy as Sin is the second standalone in the Filthy Rich series, it’s a second chance romance, and we have a sneak peek down below! And you guys, it’s such a steamy little snippet! Deeelicioussss!

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The assignment should be a fashion stylist’s dream. Dane Scotland—brilliant programmer, millionaire, partner in my brother’s company—is going to a big-money meeting, and he needs to look the part.
The problem? Dane doesn’t want a makeover. He’s grumpy and reclusive, and his wardrobe consists of two pairs of old jeans. He doesn’t want me anywhere near him.
Did I mention that he’s my brother’s best friend? And that no one knows exactly what Dane and I got up to ten years ago?
The nerd I knew is gone—Dane ditched his glasses and bulked up. Now he’s six-foot-plus of hot genius, but I can be professional. I can definitely keep my hands off him. Again.
But when he looks at me like he used to, like no one else ever has, the only thing I want is to lose control.
Dane and I gave each other our first taste of heartbreak. Are we destined for another round?

Excerpt

I knew exactly what I wanted in that moment. Me, the woman who changed her clothes and her hair color on a whim. The woman whose confidence went from high to nonexistent in the space of a breath. In that perfect moment, everything was so clear. I knew what I wanted, and I knew, deep down, that I was going to get it.
I walked over to Dane and swung a leg over his thighs. I lowered myself into his lap, feeling the heat of his body against me. “You’re very sweet,” I said.
His eyes had gone dark as I pressed all the way down against him, only the thin fabric of our bathing suits between us. “I’m not sweet,” he said in a growl.
I tangled my hands in his long, soft hair. “Liar,” I said, and kissed him
There wasn’t even a breath of hesitation. He kissed me back, bringing his muscled arms up around me, his hand to the back of my neck. His beard rasped against my skin as he opened my mouth, and I felt that rasp in a shiver all the way down my body, between my legs. I’d been reliving that kiss from a few nights ago, the feeling of Dane’s weight on top of me, my legs wrapped around him. Before that, it had been years since I’d kissed this man. I remembered every second of the last time we were together, even though Dane had probably forgotten it.
I was hot now, waves of fever traveling over my skin beneath my bathing suit, despite the breeze. Dane broke the kiss and lowered his mouth to my neck, tasting the skin there as I exhaled and arched into him. His big hands deftly untied the string at the back of my neck and my tankini top was undone. He pulled the damp fabric down and cupped my breasts, moaning softly against my skin