RELEASE BLITZ – Shopping for a CEO’s Baby by Julia Kent

Title: Shopping for a CEO’s Baby
Series: Shopping for a Billionaire #16
Author: Julia Kent
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: October 27, 2020

BLURB

It’s Andrew and Amanda’s turn… in duplicate

We’re having twins.

Twins.

Which means my swimmers are stronger than my brother’s. I win.
Yeah, yeah, everyone can say it’s not a competition, but it is.
And we all know it.
Two babies at once means double the fun, and double the misery for my poor wife, Amanda. While I’m growing a Fortune 500 company, she’s growing two entire human beings out of nothing but orange cheese snacks and ice cream.
Do you have any idea how hard I’ve worked during this pregnancy, tracking down orange smoothies for her?
Not to mention being forced to Facetime into a childbirth class on perineal massage, rescuing Chuckles the cat from being shaved bald by my two-year-old niece, and fighting with a wife who has named the twins Lefty and Righty.
By the time we hit the ninth month, my entire world revolves around pleasing — and protecting — her. 
Even if it means humiliating myself in the name of love.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute, now.
Hold on.
Is she the one who’s winning?

Andrew and Amanda are BACK in the newest New York Times bestselling Shopping series book as they “beat” Declan and Shannon in the baby competition, but at what cost? As their future awaits them in the form of twins, Amanda and Andrew face ghosts from the past with wit, humor, and most of all — plenty of love.

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AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

EXCERPT

Amanda 

I open my eyes, the words running through my head before I’m fully awake. 
Twenty-three weeks, three days. 
That’s my first thought. 
The second is: I need to hump my husband. 
Some impulse centers itself between my legs, turning me into a rocking nerve ending, my entire body so horny, it’s like some gene in me got flipped and my entire purpose in life is to orgasm in a continuous loop. 
“Help,” I whisper to Andrew as I slide my bare thigh against his hair-covered one, his body gloriously nude, which only ratchets up my sex-crazed fever. 
“What’s wrong?” 
“I need you to let me have sex with you again.” 
One eye narrows, the other holding steady as I reach for him, finding him halfway to where I need him. 
“Excuse me?” 
“Can I please have sex with you again? I know we just did it–” I look at the clock, squinting to read the numbers, “–seven hours ago, but I–” 
The kiss answers me. 
“You don’t have to ask.” 
“Of course I do! Consent is very important.” 
His erection twitches in my hand, jumping slightly. 
“There’s my consent.” 
This isn’t slow sex. It’s fast and hard, the kisses hot, my legs parted and my body centered over him in seconds. The grinding need to have him touch the deep ache inside and unclench it is too furious, too intense to ignore. 
I’m bent over him, hips rolling up, belly hardening with each curl as I ride, ride, ride to climax. My thighs pull him in deeper, knees pressing against his tight ass, my hands on his chest, his head bobbing up to suck one breast at the perfect moment of ecstasy, making me moan into eternity. 
And then–snap. I’m done. 
I climb off and kiss his cheek. 
“Thank you!”

AUTHOR BIO

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men’s room toilet (and he isn’t a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three children in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down.

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