I pre-wrote this then came this close to forgetting to hit publish. This is the kind of reliability you're in for over the next month. I'm literally all over the place and will be a bit eratic in my posting habits. Here goes...
I wound up starting this series a bit early, so it's ending a bit early. In another week, you should start seeing this book on shelves. If you don't want to wait, you can buy The Ultimate Seduction from Amazon now!
The reason(s) I jumped the gun were many.
- I'm on the move as of two days ago, so I'm pre-writing this post.
- I have several books to promote for August.
- I can't count. Especially backward from August 1st.
So here we are, having our last visit with Ryzard and Tiffany before they go on sale. If you've missed any of the previous posts in this series, they're here:
- Tiffany receives her invitation to QVirtus
- Ryzard arrives at QVirtus
- Tiffany joins the party
- Ryzard joins Tiffany on the dance floor
- Their dancing turns into something more
Remember to scroll down for more samples and snippets from the rest of my summer books.
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A strong male hand stroked down her abdomen and skimmed off to the top of her thigh, making her mewl in disappointment. Then he fingered beneath the slit of her skirt and she had to pull away from his kiss to draw in a gasp as he followed bare skin into the sensitive flesh at the top of her leg.
His arm across her torso tensed and the hand on her breast hesitated briefly before he continued caressing her, lightly and persuasively, both hands teasing her with the promise of continued pleasure.
A moan of craving left her and she shuddered in acceptance.
A streak of light shot skyward and his touch moved into her center, exploring satin and lace that were damp with anticipation. She couldn’t help covering his hand with her own, pinning his touch where she ached for pressure.
He seemed to know what she needed more than she did. As he fondled her, her eyes drifted closed and her head fell back to rest against his shoulder. She bit her lip, ripples of delight dancing through her. Was she really doing this? Rubbing her behind into his erection, not caring they were in public, that she didn’t know him, that this was all about her pleasure?
He started to draw his hand away and she turned her face to the side, a cry of disappointment escaping her, but he was only hooking her panties down her hip and returning to trace and part and seek and find.
She released a moan of pure joy.
He caught her chin in his other hand and tilted her face up for his kiss while his touch on her mound became deliberate and intimate and determined.
She let it happen. She held very still and kissed him back with naked passion, aware of the light breeze caressing where she was exposed to the shadows of the rampart and the velvety night air. She let him stroke her into delirious intensity, her awareness dimmed at the edges so she was focused on the pleasure he was delivering, plucking and teasing and bringing her closer.
Over the water, the biggest rockets exploded like thunder, sending shock waves through her that made her quiver in stunned reaction. The reverberations echoed inside her, sparking where he stroked, sending a wild release upward and out to the ends of her limbs. He pinched her nipple, and like a flashpoint, she was blind to everything but white light and astonishing pleasure. Glorious waves of joy crashed in, submerging her in tumultuous ripples that he seemed to control, pressing one after another through her with the rub of his fingertip.
As the fireworks dimmed to puffs of smoke surrounding a barge in the bay, her climax receded, leaving her a puddle of lassitude in his steely arms.
He adjusted her panties and started to turn her. She obeyed the command in his hands, wanting to kiss him, to thank him—
Without a word, he drew her across the balcony to a set of shallow stairs leading to the beach. She wobbled, partly because her legs were wet noodles, partly because her heels couldn’t find solid purchase in the sand. He scooped her up, carrying her along with easy strength into a cabana encircled by heavy curtains.
Inside he set her on her feet and steadied her with one hand while he raked the cloth door closed behind them. Without a word, he scraped the mask off his face and yanked his shirt open, peeling it off his shoulders and throwing it aside.
She couldn’t see his face, not really. It was barely a shade above pitch-black in here, but the glow of satin skin increased as he toed off his shoes and opened his fly, stripping without ceremony.
Sweet Lord, what a man. He stepped closer and she couldn’t help reaching out to test the flat muscles of his abdomen, learning them by feel more than sight. Hot and damp, he reacted to her touch with a tense of muscles and a muffled curse, making her smile in the dark, pleased she had an effect on him.
Her hand bumped into his. He was applying a condom.
Curious, she lightly explored his latex-covered shape. As she did, the pressure of her mask shifted.
She knocked his touch away before she thought about what she was doing.
Stillness came over him.
She tried to penetrate the dark and read his face—which was what he was likely doing. He probably thought she was having second thoughts.
Hell no. She might never have another chance to lose her virginity. Not like this, so caught up in desire she was shaking with it.
“Leave it on,” she whispered.
His hands lowered to her shoulders, one skimming down the edge of her bodice under her arm. She knew what he was looking for.
“That too.” Catching his hand away from her zipper, she drew him toward the bed.
In the same way he’d taken her over on the dance floor, he took the lead. A tip of his weight, a knee in the bed and she was lifted and placed half under him in one smooth motion. Her startled exhale clouded between them as a hand sought beneath her skirt, catching at her panties then pausing.
She couldn’t help chuckling, understanding the implicit question. Lifting her hips, she invited him to strip them off her.
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And then more stuff happens. I'm a brat, I know. Here are the buy links if you'd like to read more:
These other fine retailers have my books too:
Did you know that purchase of this book counts as ten entries in the Dani Collins Masked Desires Contest?
Read the rules for the Dani Collins Masked Desires Contest then enter here:
Want some behind-the-scenes info and more chances to win signed copies of my books? Check out some of my upcoming guest blogs:
- July 11 - Romance Beckons on Writing Erotic Romance
- July 14 - Harlequin Blog
- July #TemptationThursday - Caribbean Accent Book Reviews
- July 31 - The Reading Cafe
Also, this book is part of a three book series from Harlequin Presents. Read more about the 21st Century Gentleman's Club:
Finally, if you've missed any of my other excerpts, here are some handy links so you can catch up:
- Book Blurbs - for all five of my summer titles
- #SampleSunday - An Heir To Bind Them - My June Harlequin Presents. This post links to the previous five.
- #TeaserTuesday - Mastering Her Role - This is all the excerpts from the first book in my Erotic Romance Collection.
- #Thursday13 - The Secret In Room 823 - This is the third instalment from this novella in Mills & Boon's The Chatsfield series.
- #TeaserTuesday - Playing The Master - the second book in this Erotic 2in1 Collection.
Whew! Thanks for all your support! I'm going to prep a few more posts, but please forgive me if they don't post on time. It will depend on access to wifi and my ability to remember what day it is. Hope you're having a great weekend.