Now while I my new release, SILENT PARTNER, takes place in the northern region of the US (Boston to be exact), rest assured I'll keep the post within the 'sultry' atmosphere, giving the readers another teaser between my sexy hero, Grayson Anders, and my oh-so-smitten heroine, Chloe LaRoche. Hope you enjoy!
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Oh, he was good, so damn good at foreplay that she could hardly brace herself for what was to come of his love making. There was no time to prime herself. He pulled her from the wall and steered her through the maze of furniture in his spacious living room, down the hall to his bedroom. Ready or not, he was going to strip away her clothes, piece by piece, and have his way with her.
…all night long.
The thought itself was enough to steal her breath away, until his talented hands unbuttoned her blouse—more fluently than she ever could—and pushed it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. By the time she felt the coolness of the air on her bare skin, his arms had wrapped around her, enveloping her with instant heat.
If she had any thought of feeling insecure with her near-naked state, the strength of his embrace was more comforting than anything she could imagine. Even through the darkness, she could see his smile as he gazed over her, his eyes enjoying the sight of her breasts cupped in pale blue lace.
As they turned the corner to his room, silver moonlight poured in from the large bare window beside his bed. She could see clearly the lust in his amber eyes and it was evident he could see her small dark areolas through the sheerness of her bra.
He brought his hands up to them again, but this time tenderly, letting only his fingertips graze over her nipples peaking tightly against the cloth. She shuddered beneath his touch, her hands clutching his shoulders for support.
“Hm…you are so gorgeous. And to think I had you pegged as the plain white cotton type.” Slowly, he dragged his fiery fingertips down her stomach, letting them slip just beneath her waistband. “What do you have down here? Matching panties?”
She could only smile nervously, spinning around to let him see the long zipper running the length of her skirt. She felt his hands smooth over the skin of her waist before he tugged on it. Leisurely, he drew it downward, revealing inch by inch the sight of her bare bottom flossed with a thin string.
His breath escaped him as the denim fell to the floor. “A thong,” he mumbled, his hands grabbing her hips and pulling her close.
His warm breath tickled her earlobe as he spoke, but she was too caught up in the feel of his hands moving across her stomach to really care. All she could think of was the tingling of her sex, the warm pool of arousal between her legs, and the strong longing she felt for him to touch her.
She melted in his arms as his hand slipped down between her legs, cupping her, petting her. The heat of his touch against the rasp of her lace panties cramped her belly with a painful need, an undeniable longing that grew with every purposeful graze of his fingers.
She spun in his arms and faced him, her hands resting on the slight swell of his bare chest. She took his lips, reveling in the feel of the hard muscle beneath her palms, the firmness of his sexy, all-male body. Imagining every part of him was toned, she wanted to stroke him everywhere, starting with his narrow hips and succulent bottom.
She swiped her hands across his torso and circled around his lower back, slithering into his pants. Gaining a handful, she squeezed, drawing him near.
“Let me make it easier on you,” he said, unfastening his fly.
She glanced up, his face twisting between a look of pleasure and pain as she shifted one hand to the front and took hold. She felt him tremble in her hand, his mouth parting to release a groan. He tipped his head back and closed his eyes, his hands gripping her pelvis for dear life. There was no doubt he liked her touch and she hoped he would also enjoy her intercourse.
She was not used to having casual sex—with anyone—and she wasn’t sure what she should expect or how much she should offer. For her, sex came with commitment, with feelings, with love. And though she hadn’t had many partners in the past, she could at least say those few encounters involved some sort of deep emotion before the sex came into play.
Here, with this man, there was nothing but carnal lust.
They didn’t know each other outside the club, nor did they even know each others’ names. As she watched him react to her hand pleasuring him, she didn’t think he cared what her name was anyway.
Sure, she could probably come to feel something for him as he was certainly a man worth falling for. But when it came to having sex with him, she couldn’t help but wonder if he’d remember her in the morning. If she, as a person, would ever cross his mind again.
Don’t complicate it, Chloe.
Yeah, that’s what she was doing. And heaven knows she didn’t need any more complications in her life. This was supposed to be a moment to indulge herself. To forget her problems for one night and live it up. To have nothing but no-strings-attached, wild sex with a man hardly worth resisting.
Hardly worth regretting come sunup.
Intent on moving forward before she talked herself out it, she lifted her foot and caught his leather pants, pushing them to the floor. At that moment, his eyes flew open and a smile flirted at the corners of his mouth.
“You are certainly full of surprises tonight, sweet thing. You…sitting at the bar like a spectator, looking out into the crowd like you wished you could dance. When all along you knew how to dance as if you’ve done it all your life.” His eyes fell over her, admiring her, memorizing the curves of her body amid her lacy lingerie. “Then you hide this little number under an unflattering straight-laced silk blouse and skirt. Who would’ve thought?”
Chloe swallowed hard, wondering if he had just praised her for being unpredictable or if he had given her a backhanded compliment.
He cocked his brow, eyeing her differently now. “Not much for talking, are you?”
Her heart skipped. Did he really expect her to talk? Maybe she wasn’t cut out for this casual sex thing after all.
“Okay, I get it,” he replied with a wink. “Sex now…talk later. That’s fine by me.”
Blurb:
Grayson Anders has it all. He’s the co-owner of a happening nightclub in downtown Boston
Chloe LaRoche is a talented artist, but a failing entrepreneur. Her once thriving studio is now on the brink of foreclosure and unless she paints the next Van Gogh Starry Night, she’ll have to cut her losses and say goodbye to her quaint little gallery. Fearing her career is at an end, she drags herself to the local hot spot, determined to drown her worries in the bottom of a shot glass. At least that was the plan…until she lays eyes on a wickedly sexy, swarthy dancer in the club—Grayson Anders.
Unable to resist, Chloe finds herself in Grayson’s arms, indulging in a passionate, out-of-control, one night stand. And when they awaken the next morning, they are both consumed with inspiration.
Grayson finds his perfect dance partner and Chloe finally finds her muse. But, will her secret destroy both their dreams?
Excerpt:
With his hands smoothing down her neck, his fingertips blazed a trail to her shoulders where he traced her clavicles, opening the collar of her blouse. Immediately, he bent to kiss her there, his lips brushing over her now goose-pimpled flesh.Oh, he was good, so damn good at foreplay that she could hardly brace herself for what was to come of his love making. There was no time to prime herself. He pulled her from the wall and steered her through the maze of furniture in his spacious living room, down the hall to his bedroom. Ready or not, he was going to strip away her clothes, piece by piece, and have his way with her.
…all night long.
The thought itself was enough to steal her breath away, until his talented hands unbuttoned her blouse—more fluently than she ever could—and pushed it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. By the time she felt the coolness of the air on her bare skin, his arms had wrapped around her, enveloping her with instant heat.
If she had any thought of feeling insecure with her near-naked state, the strength of his embrace was more comforting than anything she could imagine. Even through the darkness, she could see his smile as he gazed over her, his eyes enjoying the sight of her breasts cupped in pale blue lace.
As they turned the corner to his room, silver moonlight poured in from the large bare window beside his bed. She could see clearly the lust in his amber eyes and it was evident he could see her small dark areolas through the sheerness of her bra.
He brought his hands up to them again, but this time tenderly, letting only his fingertips graze over her nipples peaking tightly against the cloth. She shuddered beneath his touch, her hands clutching his shoulders for support.
“Hm…you are so gorgeous. And to think I had you pegged as the plain white cotton type.” Slowly, he dragged his fiery fingertips down her stomach, letting them slip just beneath her waistband. “What do you have down here? Matching panties?”
She could only smile nervously, spinning around to let him see the long zipper running the length of her skirt. She felt his hands smooth over the skin of her waist before he tugged on it. Leisurely, he drew it downward, revealing inch by inch the sight of her bare bottom flossed with a thin string.
His breath escaped him as the denim fell to the floor. “A thong,” he mumbled, his hands grabbing her hips and pulling her close.
His warm breath tickled her earlobe as he spoke, but she was too caught up in the feel of his hands moving across her stomach to really care. All she could think of was the tingling of her sex, the warm pool of arousal between her legs, and the strong longing she felt for him to touch her.
She melted in his arms as his hand slipped down between her legs, cupping her, petting her. The heat of his touch against the rasp of her lace panties cramped her belly with a painful need, an undeniable longing that grew with every purposeful graze of his fingers.
She spun in his arms and faced him, her hands resting on the slight swell of his bare chest. She took his lips, reveling in the feel of the hard muscle beneath her palms, the firmness of his sexy, all-male body. Imagining every part of him was toned, she wanted to stroke him everywhere, starting with his narrow hips and succulent bottom.
She swiped her hands across his torso and circled around his lower back, slithering into his pants. Gaining a handful, she squeezed, drawing him near.
“Let me make it easier on you,” he said, unfastening his fly.
She glanced up, his face twisting between a look of pleasure and pain as she shifted one hand to the front and took hold. She felt him tremble in her hand, his mouth parting to release a groan. He tipped his head back and closed his eyes, his hands gripping her pelvis for dear life. There was no doubt he liked her touch and she hoped he would also enjoy her intercourse.
She was not used to having casual sex—with anyone—and she wasn’t sure what she should expect or how much she should offer. For her, sex came with commitment, with feelings, with love. And though she hadn’t had many partners in the past, she could at least say those few encounters involved some sort of deep emotion before the sex came into play.
Here, with this man, there was nothing but carnal lust.
They didn’t know each other outside the club, nor did they even know each others’ names. As she watched him react to her hand pleasuring him, she didn’t think he cared what her name was anyway.
Sure, she could probably come to feel something for him as he was certainly a man worth falling for. But when it came to having sex with him, she couldn’t help but wonder if he’d remember her in the morning. If she, as a person, would ever cross his mind again.
Don’t complicate it, Chloe.
Yeah, that’s what she was doing. And heaven knows she didn’t need any more complications in her life. This was supposed to be a moment to indulge herself. To forget her problems for one night and live it up. To have nothing but no-strings-attached, wild sex with a man hardly worth resisting.
Hardly worth regretting come sunup.
Intent on moving forward before she talked herself out it, she lifted her foot and caught his leather pants, pushing them to the floor. At that moment, his eyes flew open and a smile flirted at the corners of his mouth.
“You are certainly full of surprises tonight, sweet thing. You…sitting at the bar like a spectator, looking out into the crowd like you wished you could dance. When all along you knew how to dance as if you’ve done it all your life.” His eyes fell over her, admiring her, memorizing the curves of her body amid her lacy lingerie. “Then you hide this little number under an unflattering straight-laced silk blouse and skirt. Who would’ve thought?”
Chloe swallowed hard, wondering if he had just praised her for being unpredictable or if he had given her a backhanded compliment.
He cocked his brow, eyeing her differently now. “Not much for talking, are you?”
Her heart skipped. Did he really expect her to talk? Maybe she wasn’t cut out for this casual sex thing after all.
“Okay, I get it,” he replied with a wink. “Sex now…talk later. That’s fine by me.”
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30 comments:
Wow! Great excerpt. I can't wait to read the rest of the book. A hot man who enjoys dancing!! What's there not to swoon over? I'm hooked.
Thanks Marie! My sentiments exactly!
Good luck in the contest!
"He cocked his brow" I just bet he did!! I am enjoying this.
marypres(AT)gmail(DOT)com
Woot! Wonderful excerpt. Hot hot hot man. Love it. Thanks so much for being my guest today. I know the book is a winner for sure!
Thanks Marybelle! Your humorous response to my excerpt has certainly made me smile this morning.
And thank you, Tess, for hosting me today! I am so happy to be here!
Well, now our office system is letting me in. Grr....
Renee, it's so good to see you! And congratulations! This book looks very good, and what a hot cover!
I love hot southern nights, too, Renee. However, Boston is a wonderful setting for your book, Silent Partner. All the best to you.
Can I have him...I love to watch a man who knows how to dance and enjoys it. Hot Hot Hot.
koonie2888 at yahoo dot com
There is nothing sexier than a man who can dance and there is nothing better then a book written by Renee Vincent!
I love Silent Partner!!!
Well, you've got me visiting all these blogs just for the different excerpts!
Great promotion!
And, yeah, I'm hooked --- I want to know what happens next.
Loved this excerpt, teasing me and leaving me wanting more!
skpetal at hotmail dot com
The temperature went up a few degrees while reading your excerpt and I would love to read the whole book. I hope to be entered in your contest..right now I am entering book contests for books I really would love to read as I lost my job due to being in the hospital and books means so much to me. I have been even doing a few reviews just to get to read a book. Thanks for sharing your time with us here and I am happy to say I enjoyed seeing your book excerpt here. Thanks to Tess MacKall for having you here as well. susan Leech garysue@dejazzd.com
First, Tess, I love your blog set up. Total sexy girlie-girl layout. Excellent.
Second, Renee, I promise, I am not a stalker. :-D I loved your book so much, that I synced it to my phone since my kindle is the PC version.
PICK UP THIS BOOK. Trust me, it is just that damn good.
Thank you Tess and Renee.
The excerpts just get better and better...*S* YOu have a hit Renee, and the characters reactions to one another is so sensual that it draws the reader right into the moment. **have fan whirling way here..LOL**
Thank you so much for sharing this with us. Just gotta have this ...*S*
Darcy
pommawolf @ hotmaildotcom
Sarah Hoss said...
There is nothing sexier than a man who can dance and there is nothing better then a book written by Renee Vincent!
How is it, Sarah, that you can render me speechless every time! OMG, I have no idea what to say to that except THANK YOU! That is the sweetest thing! Can I print that off and hang that in my writing room? haha
Lizzie Walker said...
PICK UP THIS BOOK. Trust me, it is just that damn good.
Oh wow! You too?! Oh, you gals are so wonderful! And Lizzie, you can come to KY anytime. I'd love to teach you to ride a horse.
Hey C.Zampa you made it here! Great to see you!!!
Sarah McNeal, I love your smiling avatar. Puts me in a great place every time. Thanks for following my tour. And best wishes to you on your new release as well!
Michelle...not sure if I'm ready to part with my Grayson. You might have to fight me for him. haha
Jeff, glad you (as a male) are enjoying the excerpts. My DH loved them too. *wags brows*
Jean, I have to say I've never been called a tease before. Guess in this context its a good thing. haha
Thanks everyone and good luck!!
*BTW I'm laughing so hard right now cause my captcha word is "undies", I kid you not!
Renee, does a hot cowboy come with that horse? LOL Ssshhh don't tell dear husband please!
Lizzie, I think we can arrange that!
Mums the word.
Renee - If I don't win, Im going to have to buy it asap. you have me soooo hooked.
Renee:
Really, really enjoyed this excerpt. Just the right balance between action, dialogue and inner thought. Very sext, too.
Clancy: Big smiles here! Thank you.
Suzanne: Why thank you. I figured this excerpt would catch everyone's attention. Glad it held yours too.
I really like that Chloe is so unsure of herself in this situation. it really seems to fit.
lisa gk at yahoo dot com
Renee, a great excerpt. The hook has been in with Grayson and Chloe and if I don't win it's definitely the next book I buy.
Carol L
Lucky4750@aol.com
Thank Carol! Let me know your thoughts when you do read it (whether you still love Grayson or not) haha
Another great excerpt. Thanks for the awesome giveaway!
user1123 AT comcast DOT net
Great excerpt! Looking for to reading the book.
marlenebreakfield(at)yahoo(dot)com
Thank you Stacie and Marlene! So glad you enjoyed the excerpt!
Great post!
Really helping me out here!
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