Genre: Erotic Romance
A chance meeting turned my world inside out.
Intelligent, sexy, and rich. With a dash of roguish charm and a cocksure smile, Nathan Blake is the ultimate fantasy. He can have any woman he wants with only a glance.
And he wants me.
My past has left me broken and humiliated, wary of men like him.
I cut myself off from the pain, moving thousands of miles away to escape every reminder, determined to start anew.
I’ve been second best before. It isn't happening again.
One kiss and I'm caught under his spell, drawn to him with every breath I take.
I can't resist.
The passion that explodes between us becomes an intense connection
neither of us thought we’d share. Or need.
The suffering inside me reflects his – a pain I know he feels, but can’t bring himself to reveal.
I have no idea his love can heal me – that mine can heal him…
…if only I can let down my guard for him and trust.
With the tips of his fingers, he trailed over my collarbone, then down between my breasts to my navel.
“You don't have time for this,” I murmured, quite unwilling to put up any sort of real fight. Nate pushed aside his shirt, his feather soft touch setting off all the nerve endings in my body until it felt like an electric current was being passed under my skin.
“I always have time for you.” His tone was intimate and raspy, commanding my full attention. I buried my nose in his hair as he cupped both breasts, circling the nipple of one with his tongue before sucking the hard point into his hot, wet mouth.
“What about your breakfast meeting?” I reminded him, my breathing laboured. The last of my coherent thoughts scattered when he eased a finger into me, causing another instinctive rock of my hips.
“Breakfast?” He fixed me with smouldering glazed eyes. After a few languid strokes of his finger, he brought it to his mouth and sucked.
Nate pulled my head down and sealed his mouth over mine. It was tender, loving yet wildly erotic. After luring me into a state of delirium with his lush kiss, he flipped me onto my back and was over me before I figured out what was happening. “Well, it is the most important meal of the day.”
About the Author
When she isn't asleep and dreaming, in real life you're more likely to find her at the school gates, wearing whatever she dragged on that morning, drinking copious amounts of coffee. She still eats chocolate, though -- everyone has their vices, right?
Somehow, amidst the chaos of full-time mummy duties, she manages to write. Contemporary romance has always been her favourite genre to read for as long as she can remember (age-appropriate, of course).
Never in a million years did it occur to her to write one of her own. Now, she couldn't imagine doing anything else.