Today's guest is romance author Holly J. Gill. Please her a comment so she'll know you dropped by.
Tabs
BIO:
Wife and Mum of three living in England,
work as a care assistant and love writing about intimacy and passion, with
plenty of spice. In my spare time I enjoy reading, seeing friends and
travelling around visiting Stately Homes and Castles.
BLURB:
Desires—a
place where fantasies are made flesh and dreams become real. From BDSM to being
a dog, Desires can provide it with bells on, if that’s your kink.
Stacie
Clifford’s only desire is to regain her sexual confidence after her recent
escape from an abusive marriage. She joins Desires looking for re-education in
the joys of her body. There is only one condition; her contract states
emotional attraction between tutor and student is forbidden. Stacie is fine
with that; her heart is so battered she has no desire to give it to anyone else.
Then
she meets her instructor, Dan. Instantly attracted, at first Stacie thinks it
will help to make her sexually comfortable with him. But when she realizes she
is falling in love, she can’t tear herself away, contract or no. Stacie knows
that, no matter how kind and caring Dan appears, he’s just doing his job. Can
Stacie overcome her own Desires and walk away?
Stacie glided her fingertips over her naked arms, the
sensation sending quivers throughout her body. Her tension trickled away, her
shoulders dropped and her breathing slowed down. Stacie felt her inner vaginal
muscles tighten of their own volition.
She began to move her hands more quickly over her body.
“No, Stacie, take it slowly and enjoy the sensation,”
she heard him say in a quiet voice.
She listened to his command, placing her hands back on
her tummy to knead the area. The lower part of her body jiggled with pleasure.
How could she be turned on just by touching her own stomach and arms?
“Where would you like to touch yourself next?”
My breasts, was her immediate thought. Here
it is. Can I really play with my own breasts in front of a total stranger?
Pretend he’s not
there, she advised herself. But he is, she argued back. In
the end, her hands, despairing of her pathetic indecisive brain, decided the
matter and headed north by themselves. One brush of her fingers against her
sensitive nipples and she wondered why she’d ever doubted Dan. Her breasts were
swollen and responsive. She let out a tiny involuntary noise as she cupped both
breasts together, squeezing them, sending pulses running around her body like
shockwaves. An image came into her head of Dan moving behind her, taking over,
touching her, fondling her. The thought shocked her to the extent that she
almost stopped, but after a second, decided to go with the fantasy. Fantasy Dan
placed his hands on either side of her waist, sliding them across her stomach
and up to her breasts. He caressed her breasts and lifted them up, rubbing his
thumbs over them.
Then she nearly jumped ten feet in the air when she felt
real, warm, man’s hands on her waist. “Keep your eyes closed,” she heard him
say. She felt Dan’s fingers stroke her waist through her blouse, then his
fingers moved away. She almost protested, but then she felt him start to
unfasten the buttons of her blouse. Her own fingers froze.
“Are you okay with this?” he said, pausing.
Am I? Stacie wasn't sure, but her head nodded all by itself and Dan
continued with the buttons. Her only thought then was that she wished she’d
worn a sexier bra, but then she’d thought she was coming here for an appointment.
She hadn’t expected to start straightaway. The blouse slithered off her
shoulders and she wondered if Dan would take off her bra also. Dread and hope
warred within her, and the disappointment when he made no move to do so cut
deep.
Stacie kept her rhythm, moving her fingertips over her
lace-encased flesh, the sensations even more intense through one less layer of
material. Her nipples poked hard through the bra cup and she tweaked them
between her fingertips. She found herself grinding into the bed, pussy
twitching, whilst her fingertips ran over her ultra-sensitive skin.
She wished Dan would come back. She wanted to feel those
warm hands on her again. She half-opened her mouth to ask him, then chickened
out.
But there was no stopping her fantasies. Her mind ran
crazy, as she continued to touch and knead and caress her breasts. She heard
Dan moving away from the edge of his stool and her heart almost leapt out of
her throat. Stacie held her breath.
She felt him move behind her on the bed. Touch me! her mind screamed. She felt
his hands on her back, unclasping her bra. Stacie moved her hands from her
breasts, allowing the bra to drop onto her lap. Now. Touch me now! She leaned back into him, feeling the heat of
his body behind her. But he still made no move to touch her so she seized her
own breasts, imagining him lowering her to the bed and taking her. She floated
her fingertips over her aroused nipples sending white-hot sensations bolting
around her body. She pinched harder, the pain pleasurable. Her pussy throbbed
almost unbearably, seemingly on a direct link from her breasts.
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3 comments:
Welcome, Holly. Love the cover and excerpt...Good luck....Tabs
Wow that was really hot and what a great cover. Thanks for sharing. Adding Fall Under My Spell to my must be read list.
Thank you Tabs for having me it looks fantastic.
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