*sidles in and grins*
Guess who I have on my blog today?
Yeah the Lovely Doris O'Connor. AND if that's not enough, she's brought a very special male with her. No, not my grandson, he's at school and shhh, mummy didn't tell him where she was. No, this is another very special male.
The cover might give you a clue.
(Please do not drool over it, he might get a tad pissed if you do...)
Got it yet?
Whatever, read on; you are in for such a treat...
Hello, peeps, Doris
here, bouncing about like a demented gnat
because I have a book out today.
*grins and blow kisses
to Raven*
Thanks for letting me
take over your blog today. Then again, I suspect it had a lot to do with the
fact that I brought Jamie along.
(well, duh...)
Who is Jamie, I hear
you ask? Well, let’s explore this a little further, shall we?
D: “Jamie, could you
introduce yourself to Raven’s readers please?”
J: “As you ask me so
nicely, Doris.”
He winks and I swoon a little inside. Raven is
openly ogling, of course...
(I never og...okay yeah I'm ogling, and maybe drooling just a little er lot...)
“My name is Jamie, and
I occasionally work for Premiere Companions.”
D: “Only occasionally,
Jamie? And your name is not just Jamie, is it?”
He smiles again
and taps his nose.
J: “Of course not, but
discretion is everything in this business, especially when handling such a
delicate situation as Don Cabrizi’s
daughter. Messing around with her could get a man killed.”
D: “Ah, yes, I’m glad
you brought up the Don. Did you know of him before you decided to take on this
situation, as you put it.”
Jamie shrugs and flicks off an imaginary speck
of dust off his business suit.
J: “Of course I’d
heard of him. My main work is in security, and I’ve dealt with many clients
like the Don. Besides, the man is legendary. He’s also a regular at Premiere
Companions, which is why my sister came to me
when his daughter’s unusual request landed on her desk.”
D: “I love the way you
phrase this. I take it Premiere Companions don’t get many virgins approaching
them then?”
J: “I couldn’t
possibly answer that. Premiere’s clients are assured of our utmost discretion,
and my sister prides herself on the quality of companions she can provide.
Let’s just say, Premiere has the right companion for any request a client may
have.”
D: “So, Premiere is
owned by your sister? Is that why you chose to take this particular client on
personally? It was by your own admission a dangerous move.”
Jamie smiles in that truly enigmatic way he has
and doesn’t say anything.
D: “You’re not going
to answer that question, are you?”
J: “No. Let’s just say
I had my reasons. Besides Nicoletta is a beautiful woman. She deserves the
best.”
He rocks back in his chair with absolute
confidence and I suppress another sigh. Having been privy to his expertise
as I was writing his story, I can only agree.
D: “Okay, fair enough.
Tell me about Nicoletta. What was your first impression of her and did she live
up to your expectations?”
Jamie rocks the chair back on all four legs and
his whole demeanour changes. This time, his smile reaches his eyes, and his
hard crystal gaze softens.
J: “Nicoletta is a
truly amazing young woman. First
impression was… Fuck, she’s beautiful.” He
smirks. “Then, I noticed how nervous she was and so unlike anything I had
been told about her, so I had to find out the real woman under the façade she
showed the world. What I discovered… well, you’ll have to read the story for
that. Suffice to say I knew she was mine, and I was going to have her,
consequences be damned.”
D: “I see. Nicoletta
is a lot younger than you? Has that
caused any problems at all?”
J: “Not, once we let
go of our preconceived notions about what the other person was like. Age is
just a number, after all, and with everything that Nicoletta has been through,
she has a wise head on her young shoulders.”
D: “So, everything
worked out all right in the end then?”
Jamie laughs and I can’t help but smile with
him.
J: “You should know, my
dear author, you wrote the story.”
(That's told her. Mind you I sniggered and he gave me 'the look'. Think I'll go and get a cold drink. And a fan)
I'll leave you all with this...
Blurb:
She’ll be no man’s
property…
Faced with the prospect of marriage, to a man she’s never even met, Nicoletta Cabrizi’s temper gets the better of her. How dare her father use her virginity as a
bargaining chip to seal a business deal?
A girl’s first time should be special, and who better to give her an
unforgettable night than an experienced Dom provided by Premiere Companions.
A perfect solution, right?
The reality, however, takes her breath away. The enigmatic Jamie pulls Nicole
into a maelstrom of sensation and pleasure, which steals her heart, and soul,
and leaves her doubting her previous decisions.
Jamie is beyond furious at this whole, farcical arrangement, especially when
Nicoletta turns out be far from the spoiled princess he was expecting to meet.
Her open vulnerability and deep need to submit brings out his protective
instincts.
Come what may, Nicoletta will be his.
Excerpt:
Jamie always enjoyed this process of
getting to know what made a woman tick in bed, never more so than when that
woman tapped into her submissive streak for the first time. Most needed far
more encouragement than his girl had needed. Whether that was simply due to the
unusual circumstances they found themselves in or whether she, too, felt the
force of their connection, who could say.
From the minute he’d seen her shred the
paper napkins, her nervousness pouring off her in waves, she’d thrown his
preconceived notions about her out of the window. It wasn’t just the fact that
she was ten times more beautiful in person either. Jamie was used to beautiful
women, appreciated women in all their forms and guises, but there was something
about Nicoletta Cabrizi that had him
utterly hooked. Now with her writhing underneath him, her sweet musk in his
nostrils and coating his tongue as he licked up the juices spilling past the
elastic of the sodden piece of lace barely covering her modesty … now, he
stopped analyzing and simply gave himself over to the moment. He knew the
moment she was about to explode, because her thighs tightened involuntary
around his head, and her hips bucked as she ground her pussy against his face,
coming all over it in the process.
The incomprehensible sounds spilling from
her mouth made him grin around his mouthful of hugely engorged virgin clit, and
Jamie kept up the suckling of that little
bundle of nerves, until the last of her aftershocks abated and her thighs went
slack. Only then did he sit back and allowed himself to slowly peel her ruined
thong away from her moist flesh.
Jamie sucked in a sharp breath as her sweet
cunt came into view. Beautifully bare of any hair, it begged to be claimed, and
his cock jerked at the thought as her puffed up pussy lips came into view. She
jumped when he parted her outer labia with his fingers, and ran his fingertips
through her inner lips.
“Easy there, my sweet. You’re so fucking wet for me. I can’t wait to
claim your virgin hole. All of them for that matter. Will you let me do that, bellissima?”
A groan came from his girl at his words,
and her pussy hole quivered and clenched, expelling more of her essence, in
which he coated his fingers and brought them right up to her other hole, while
he pushed a thumb into her pussy.
A gasp and a tightening of her internal
muscles was his answer this time, and when he looked up her body it was beyond
satisfying to see the all-over body flush decorating her fair skin. Her
unfettered breasts, reddened by his stubble, carried the marks of his teeth,
and her nipples stood proudly to attention. Such a glorious, fucking canvas for
him to work with.
He swore to himself there and then that he
would mark every inch of her skin, so that when she left here in the morning to
resume her life as Don Cabrizi’s
daughter, she would remember who her Sir was.
Foolish thoughts, perhaps, he had no right
to be possessive, after all, but there it was. He wasn’t going to overanalyze
this now, just go with his gut and let the chips fall where they may. He’d
always known that any dealings with this woman would be dangerous to him, so
the urgent need to make her his didn’t really come as a huge surprise to him.
“I asked you a question, my love, I would appreciate an answer.”
Inwardly he grimaced at the endearment he
didn’t seem capable of not making. Love had nothing to do with this. It was or
should have been a mere business transaction, dammit.
“What? Yes, please … whatever. I’m yours, Sir.”
Her halting, panted reply stopped him from
pursuing that thought, and he gently thrust his thumb in and out of her pussy,
making her groan while he pushed the index finger of his other hand through the
tight ring of muscle guarding her ass.
Those muscles flexed around the digit, and
when he bent his head to lick across her clit, Nicoletta groaned deep in her
throat.
“There, you are, come for me again, my sweet.”
He kept up the gentle licks around and over
her clit while he thrust his digits in and out of both her holes. The heavy
odor of sex surrounded them. His balls drew tight, and his cock leaked copious
amounts of pre-cum, while the wet sounds his fingers made added an auditory
stimuli all of their own.
“I can’t … too much … oh God…”
Her words drifted off into incomprehensible
moans and sighs, which were music to his ears.
“Oh yes, you can and you will. Come for your Sir, bellissima.”
******
About Doris:
Doris is
a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for,
and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to
paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love
stories are guaranteed.
Happily
married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their
brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
On her Terms is available from Evernight Publishing right here
as are all Doris' books
Happy reading, love Raven x
