At the end of Eyes Wide Open, Ethan and Brynne were about to embark upon their wedding night. Here’s a little tease for you to enjoy from the upcoming fourth installment in my Blackstone Affair series–Rare and Precious Things.
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We both stood there panting, our faces so close, but yet, not touching; him in his tux with the purple brocade vest, me in my vintage inspired lace wedding dress, the sexual tension crackling in the air between us like a raging electrical storm about to go nuclear.
I told Ethan what I wanted.
“I n-need to get ready for you,” I managed on a shaky breath, hoping he understood this was something important to me.
He swallowed hard, making his Adam’s apple flex at his throat. “All right,” he said slowly. “I’ll do the same.”
I looked back to where the glow from the en suite bathroom showed me the way. “Where will you go?” I asked him, feeling slightly guilty about kicking him out, even if for just a short while.
“The adjoining bedroom is also very nice.” He gestured toward a door in the wall to the left of the bed. “These old manor houses always had lord and lady connecting bedrooms so they could meet up for the real important, private stuff that happened in the night.” He drew a finger across the low neckline of my bodice, moving especially slow over the swell of my breasts sitting against the lace of my gown.
“Oh? The important private stuff you say.”
“Undoubtedly, baby. The shagging…is…very…very…very…important.” He gave me soft, seductive kisses between each of the words.
“Which room are we in right now? Lord’s or lady’s?” I asked breathlessly.
He shrugged. “No idea. Don’t care either. I shag and sleep wherever my lady is, and I always will. Pick a room, Mrs. Blackstone.”
I sighed with need and forced myself to take a step backward, creating some distance between our bodies. “Okay…how does this room in fifteen minutes sound?” I stepped backward again, moving closer toward the bathroom door, my eyes never leaving his blues as they tracked my movements.
Those same beautiful blue eyes also glittered at me with all the shuttered heat of a man who would be ravishing me very soon. Please, and thank you.
He gave me the serious Ethan-stare, the one I’d seen many times and was well familiar with—the one raw with male prowess…and the overpowering sexual dominance.
“Like fifteen minutes too fucking long, my beauty.”
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Rare and Precious Things publishing everywhere February 28, 2014.
Today is a very special day. A day that one year ago put into motion the events that have led to many changes in my life. One year ago, on August 25, 2012, I self-published Naked, The Blackstone Affair Part 1. I didn’t have any grand expectations about my little novella– I was far too busy at my teaching job with the start of a new school year. I think I sold 44 copies on the very first day and the majority of those sales were friends who LOVE me, so they don’t really count. I know for sure I sold 11 copies on the 2nd day. And you know what? I was totally happy and satisfied with that number. That’s over 300 books in a month and was the biggest success I’d had up to that point. I’d happily take it and count my blessings. But something very unexpected happened over the next few days and into the 2nd week. I also clearly remember coming down the stairs and saying to my husband in bewilderment, “Something weird is happening on Amazon. I think I’m going to sell over 100 books today.”
