Yes, it’s that time again. After you check out my excerpt, please head over to http://www.mysexysaturday.blogspot.com and read all the other awesome writers featured there!
The theme of this week’s hop is ‘My Sexy Delight.’ Doesn’t that sound like fun? As a romance reader, and author, I crave that moment when the hero and heroine of the story find their moment in time. When they join for the first time and their passion becomes overwhelming. I’m not talking about sex, although writing that is a lot of fun, lol.
I mean, the true delight. When they join spirit and body and mind and become something more… This week I’m taking another excerpt from my soon to be released “To Rescue An Earl.”
Forced into an arranged marriage to London’s infamous Mad Earl, Miranda Ellerton can’t help but fall for the dark, mysterious Michael Kelton, the fifth earl of Winningham. Heavily drugged and frequently bled by his cousin in an attempt to control his seizures and ‘madness’ Michael is very ill and getting worse. Fearing for her new husband’s health, she manages to help him escape his cousin’s grasp and the two spend a night in a small abandoned cottage. Finally alone, the two embark on their true wedding night, one of discovery and bliss…
“What are you laughing at?” She asked.
“At me, of course,” he answered, sobering. “I am such a pathetic fool and you are so serious, so serene. Here I am feeling sorry for myself, with a barely clad, beautiful woman ready to give herself to me and all I can do is try to throw her off with both … hands.” He finished, noticing just where his hands rested, one on each side of her waist.
She waited a moment, as he sat unmoving, staring at her near nakedness.
“Well, are you?” She asked, her voice softer now, full and sensual.
“Am I what?” He muttered.
“Are you going to throw me away with both hands or are you going to make love to me?” She asked.
He glanced at her and a slow, lazy smile spread across his face. In the next instant he lifted her, moving his own hips slightly forward, gently guiding her downward, until the tip of him touched her opening. He had not rested her there yet, but instead waited, just at the moment of decision. In a breathless voice, he told her just what he was going to do…