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Hello everyone, Vanessa here.
My latest book, which is also my first book, is now out!
It has been re-edited and had some spice added to this exciting adventure that begins in America, travels to England and returns to America.
A shrewd American, co-owner of a thriving import and export business in the 1700s, travels the Atlantic Ocean to England where he meets a beautiful but spoilt aristocratic girl.
This epic tale begins in Georgian England and then travels back across the wide Atlantic Ocean to continue in the then wilderness of Maine, America.
A couple mismatched?
Are they attracted to one another?
An adventure that begins with a tempestuous honeymoon and ends with ship wreck. A Lady unsuited to the rigours of the wilderness is kidnapped by natives.
Does this story end well?
I am not telling! Read it for yourself and find out!
But most of all buckle up and enjoy this rollercoaster of a read!
I am very lucky to have Ashe Barker on my site to tell us all about her new release. In contrast to my historical new release this is a contemporary novel and will be out on the 24th May.
After a terrifying encounter on the idyllic island of Capri, Lee Gallagher has no option but to accept help from a handsome stranger in a crimson Maserati. Sophisticated and drop-dead sexy, Rafe Sabbatini is a knight in shining armour fit for the 21st century.
Lee’s a loner, and fiercely independent. She came to Capri to paint. She’s not looking for a relationship, and certainly not one that involves finding herself tied to the bed of a sensual Latin lover.
But Rafe proves hard to resist. He wants the shy English woman he found by the roadside and he’s determined to have her. She’s been hurt. She’s scared and alone but Rafe knows just how to get past her fears to release the sensual woman beneath.
Rafe’s practiced, knowing touch easily overcomes her defences and promises to fulfil all Lee’s fantasies. But even as she surrenders to the stern commands and dominant loving of this enigmatic stranger she has secrets of her own, and a past which is fast catching up with her. Can Rafe protect her when danger threatens their fragile relationship?
“What…? What are you doing?” Her voice was breathy, the words catching in her throat.
“This,” he murmured. He raised his hand to cup her chin, tilted her face toward him, then brushed his lips over hers. “And this…” He deepened the kiss.
Lee let out a soft moan and turned within the circle of his arms to face him. She draped her arms around his neck and opened her lips to allow him to plunge his tongue into her mouth. Rafe’s lips curled into a smile. He parted from her briefly. “And this.”
His tongue danced with hers, rubbing, twisting, exploring. Her nipples hardened, poking his chest through the flimsy fabric of her swimsuit. A low growl formed in his throat, and he cast one more sliver of caution to the winds. With deft fingers he untied the straps which held the halter-style top of her swimsuit in place. The front sagged then dropped to bare her breasts to him. If Lee noticed, she made no attempt to prevent his progress, and Rafe cupped the beautifully rounded curves in both his hands. He had always been a connoisseur of the female breast, and Lee’s were quite perfect in his view. He squeezed lightly, then firmed his touch to pinch her tight nipples between his fingers and thumbs. She gasped, arched her back as though she sought to press her body closer to him, inviting him to do more, to explore further.
Rafe’s cock was rock solid within his shorts, the leaking, swollen crown threatening to emerge above the waistband. He determined that would not be quite the look he wished to cultivate at this stage so he adjusted his trunks to better accommodate his erection before sliding his right hand down the front of Lee’s swimsuit.
Jesus, Mary and all the blessed saints… She was smooth and quite, quite bare beneath. “Santa madre di Dio”, he breathed as he skimmed his fingers through her folds and creases, loving the silkiness of her naked skin. “You are beautiful…”
“So are you,” came the whispered response. “I want—”
“No.” With a supreme effort of will, Rafe grasped her wrist before she could reach inside his swim trunks. “Not this time, Today, you will allow me to pleasure you.”
“But, what if someone were to come out…?”
“No one is coming,” he assured her, his voice rough.
“I… I’m not so sure of that. I think I may…oh!” Lee let out a small groan when he slipped one long finger inside her. She tightened, squeezing him with her inner muscles. Confident now of her response, of her willingness to indulge, Rafe angled his hand to probe for that sweet spot just inside… Yes, there. Lee jerked sharply in his arms when he located her G-spot and rubbed hard.