Blurb...
A chance meeting at a masked ball leads to explosive and
unforgettable sex for both Nash and Felicity.
Reunited under dangerous circumstances, they realize they
may have to fight for their love, especially when Felicity is promised to
Nash's brother.
With the future of the country at stake and unsure who to
trust, can there be a future for the star stuck lovers?
Have I got your interest? Here's the tease...
She let herself in and sat in the big chair that held so many
memories, and swung it around in an idle unthinking manner. It stopped so
suddenly on its revolution that Felicity was almost jerked to the floor.
She stood up and bent down to see what had snagged under it. A
scarf. Specifically one of her silk scarves that Nash had used so creatively.
And there was no way that the recent visitor could have missed it if he had
been more than a few yards into the room. The only reason she hadn't noticed it
was because her mind had been preoccupied. Now she groaned. It had been several
days before that they had played so successfully and she couldn't dare to hope
that the study hadn't been visited since then. Damn Nash, why hadn't he seen
it?
With a sigh large enough to lift the papers in the desk, Felicity
locked the door that led into the bedroom, rechecked the one to the hall was
indeed secure and surveyed the room. As it seemed certain she would have the
next few hours to herself, she might as well continue with her work in sorting
all Nash's stud figures out. She was so engrossed in her task that the first
she knew of Nash's return was silk over her eyes and her sight taken from her.
Her chair was spun around so fast that Felicity thought it might
take several seconds for her stomach to catch up with the rest of her body.
"Waaa..." She didn't get any further as a hand was placed over her
mouth. Tempting as it was to nip the palm she resisted. She was much too interested
to know what happened next. Of the fact it was Nash who had her thus, she had
no doubt, as his special essence surrounded her.
"Ssh, let me show you how exciting life can be." Nash's
voice was low and full of desire. As she began to sit up and lean into him, her
legs and arms were fastened, and cool air wafted over her thighs and quim.
Felicity shivered as her skin became covered in goose bumps, and her body
tightened in anticipation of what might happen next. As she hoped, his mouth
came down on her nub. His tongue lapped at her juices that had rapidly
collected, as if they were waiting for his touch. Felicity bit her lip as his
tongue flicked over her sensitive core and he used his lips to sip the evidence
of her arousal.
"Don't scream," he said in a warning voice. "Can
you do that for me, or do I gag you?" She knew if she asked him to he
would. But the thought of material filling her mouth didn't appeal.
"Will... quiet..." She whispered the words. Then she bit
hard on her lips and clenched each fist as best she could as he renewed his
attention to her body.
It was so arousing, cocooned in her own secret world of passion
and shadow that it was impossible not to whimper. Her body was so hot, she
wanted to be cooled by water, but at the same time needed the heat to grow and
consume her. Nash covered her lips with a finger. She gave into temptation and
licked it, as he nipped her nub.
Felicity's body rocketed over the edge of the chasm she'd been
teetering on, and she soared. One corner of her mind registered how her skin
prickled and her cunt throbbed. Even behind her closed eyelids she saw stars of
every color imaginable. She sucked hard on Nash's finger, unwilling to lose
even one iota of the sensations ricocheting off her and then bombarding back
onto her to stir her senses.
How long they stayed like that, his mouth soft on her cunt and his
finger in her mouth, Felicity didn't know, or she realized, as her body
quieted, didn't care. She felt loved, pampered, and safe. A yawn overtook her
and she gave a quiet laugh. "My Lord you have worn me out."
He lifted his mouth, and as he did so, she shivered. It gave her a
sense of being chilled and alone. It was strange how such a small thing left
her feeling bereft. His hands touched her nape and she opened her eyes to watch
the silk fall across her breast.
"Hold still whilst I untie your hands and legs, love."
She would have giggled if she could be bothered. Where did he think she would
have the energy to move? Felicity considered her body. She was drained, in the
best possible way, and she was sure her bones were now jelly.
Nash made short shrift of the ties around her wrists and rubbed
her skin gently, before performing the same ministrations to her ankles. She
sighed in pleasure, unable to use her voice, as Nash said the words she would
have liked to utter.
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So sexy! Thanks for joining the tease, Raven!
ReplyDeleteVery sensual! I really liked the lines -It gave her a sense of being chilled and alone. It was strange how such a small thing left her feeling bereft.- Nice tease! =) C.R.
ReplyDeleteWow, hot tease, Raven. :)
ReplyDeleteRaven, You never cease to disappoint! Great tease!
ReplyDeleteYou always impress me!
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