How many ways are there to meet a man? More than I can count. When writing romance I try to keep things somewhat real but at the same time I don't want to be rendundant or boring. So I try to think of some interesting ways to meet.
I think in my latest Rebel Ink Press release, Miss Good Samaritan, when Robin meets Gray as he leaps into her car, wounded and bleeding, I found a way to meet that's not often used. So far, the reviews are positive and reader response has been awesome so I'll share cover, blurb, and hot little excerpt from the piece.
And you can also watch the book trailer here:
http://youtu.be/CxdtyZKKdIs
Check out the book trailer for my upcoming May 17 first full length historical romance too here:
http://youtu.be/k8anriKBuTU
I think in my latest Rebel Ink Press release, Miss Good Samaritan, when Robin meets Gray as he leaps into her car, wounded and bleeding, I found a way to meet that's not often used. So far, the reviews are positive and reader response has been awesome so I'll share cover, blurb, and hot little excerpt from the piece.
And you can also watch the book trailer here:
http://youtu.be/CxdtyZKKdIs
Blurb:
Robin Cavanaugh's ordinary Saturday goes awry when a
wounded man leaps
into her car at a traffic light and refuses to go to the hospital. Robin's
first instinct is to take him to the nearest police station but when he
tells her his name, she realizes he's a member of her church. He swears
he's one of the good guys and Robin feels inclined to believe him. So she
takes him home and tends his wounds.
When his condition worsens, she even uses his cell phone to contact what
turns out to be his brother, the local medical doctor. Robin soon learns
that Gray is no criminal but an undercover agent whose life may be in
danger.
As their relationship develops and Gray heals, Robin becomes part of the
action, too. When she gives him her heart and accepts his marriage
proposal, Robin has no idea if he'll survive his last undercover operation
or not.
into her car at a traffic light and refuses to go to the hospital. Robin's
first instinct is to take him to the nearest police station but when he
tells her his name, she realizes he's a member of her church. He swears
he's one of the good guys and Robin feels inclined to believe him. So she
takes him home and tends his wounds.
When his condition worsens, she even uses his cell phone to contact what
turns out to be his brother, the local medical doctor. Robin soon learns
that Gray is no criminal but an undercover agent whose life may be in
danger.
As their relationship develops and Gray heals, Robin becomes part of the
action, too. When she gives him her heart and accepts his marriage
proposal, Robin has no idea if he'll survive his last undercover operation
or not.
Excerpt:
“I want you,” Gray breathed into her ear.
“Robin, will you come with me?”
Her heart leapt and she’d swear it wedged
midway up her throat. Each beat
resonated through her, her skin tingling with anticipation as she nodded and
took the hand he offered. Gray led her
back to the big front bedroom and he shut the door with infinite care. A full harvest moon shone through the thin
curtains and a slight breeze with the chill of autumn came through the one
window open just an inch or so. Robin
shivered but not with cold as Gray came to her.
Facing her, he held her face between his
hands and kissed her, his mouth soft and yet urgent against her mouth. His fingers undid the snap buttons on her
flannel nightgown with slow precision and he pulled the garment from her. The gown dropped to the floor and he slid a
single finger into the waistband of her cotton Hanes panties to lower them to
her ankles. Robin stepped out of them,
aroused and unafraid. She’d never been
more certain about the sexual act as now.
This wasn’t one of her college experiences when a little too much drink
turned her head and blurred judgment or an aggressive date who pushed too far,
too fast. For the first time in her
life, Robin realized she was about to make love and the idea fired her
imagination just as much as desire heated her blood to fever heat.
Gray removed his boxers and pulled her against
him so they stood, skin to skin. The
incredible sensation fascinated Robin and she adored the way his flesh rubbed
against hers. Her breasts rested against
his mat of chest hair and without conscious thought, she used her hands to run
across the contours of his body. She
trailed her hands from his shoulders down, delighting in the way his skin
reacted to her touch. On Gray’s right
side, she let her hand go down to his thigh but on the left, she skirted his
healing wound but with sudden impulse, she bent to kiss it, her mouth lighter
than a moth’s brush in the night.
Gray moaned aloud and she hesitated. “Did
I hurt you?” she whispered.
“Feels damn good,” he said, “Touch me some
more, honey.”
His command equaled her wish so Robin
did. Her hands moved over him, marveling
at his solid body, the rock hard muscles, the beautiful way his parts fit
together into a whole. As she explored,
so did he. Gray stroked her titties, his
fingers slow and tantalizing. He bent
his mouth to them and he suckled at first one nipple, then the other as an
incredible erotic pleasure soared within Robin until she thought she’d die from
the physical joy. Inspired and fired
with the wildest passion she’d ever known, Robin put her mouth against the base
of his throat and nibbled.
Her hand moved from his thigh to his
crotch where she reached out to grasp the fullness of his cock in her
hand. As she held it, she used her
tongue to make laps around each of his nipples and then brought it down lower. Gray sighed and found her mouth. He pressed his against hers with urgency,
with a rising need and his cock answered by growing in her hand. Robin savored the way it hardened against her
flesh and she caressed it, moving her fingers up and down the shaft with slow
movements.
His male musk, a wonderful scent
intoxicating her senses, combined soap, lingering cologne, and just a man smell
Robin adored. They continued touching
and fingering each other’s bodies, handling every part they could reach until
need built up within Robin until she knew she’d explode without an outlet. Gray must’ve felt the same because he
whispered, “Now, Robin, now,” as he took her to his bed.
Robin scooted on her back until she rested
her head on the pillows and opened her legs as Gray lowered himself onto
her. She arched forward to meet his
thrust, a single stroke entering her vaginal passage with speed tempered with
gentleness. Robin cried out as he
impacted and filled her, the sensation so glorious she couldn’t contain her
delight and Gray hushed her with another kiss.
He tongued her this time, his tongue twining with hers as he went deeper
and rocked her.
Everything she coveted built to a
crescendo and when it came, so did she.
A mind blowing wild rush of intense pleasure claimed her, radiating out
from her center to spread through her body.
Her hands gripped him hard as she trembled with her release, her body
pouring into his the way a flood stage river leaves the banks. Gray shuddered against her, convulsed with
his own physical completion and in a hoarse whisper uttered the words she
craved, “I love you, Robin”
Check out the book trailer for my upcoming May 17 first full length historical romance too here:
http://youtu.be/k8anriKBuTU
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