It’s been six months since I’ve had a new release so I’m very excited to announce that Cassie’s Choice, book 7 in my League of Love series is now available for early download at Totally Bound Publishing.
I’m not sure why it took me so long to get this story down, Riley and Cassie’s romance started way back in book 4 of my series, Pippa’s Fantasy. The only reason I could come up with was that I had known Riley from when he was just a boy. I met him in the very first book I ever penned. So I guess it’s a bit like thinking of your own children in a sexual relationship – you simply just don’t go there ;)
Although in saying that I do recall asking my eldest son if he could give me any advice on a scene I was writing that involved a little bit of rope play. Yes, that was an awkward conversation and apparently son is not really into that sort of thing so was of very little help. Kids today, no imagination! J
Here is an excerpt from Cassie’s Choice, I hope you enjoy it.
Cassie started to think her spur of the moment idea was turning out to be a massive mistake. She could hardly believe she was standing in Riley’s kitchen, staring at his back. His broad shoulders were within the reach of her fingers. She only needed to take one step forward and she would have been able to wrap her arms around his waist, lean her body into his muscular back. The T-shirt he wore stretched deliciously, enticingly over that wide expanse, reminding her of times past, when snuggling into the warmth of Riley’s body was as natural as breathing.
But that was then and after the offhanded comment he’d made and her incredibly stupid response, Cassie doubted she would ever get the chance to lay her hands on him again. Why she’d admitted to being lonely was beyond her. Desperate Cassie needed to be reeled back in and locked away if they were ever going to have a chance at being friends. And that was why she had made the decision to come here in the first place. She had been feeling so guilty that Pippa and Rook had been avoiding Riley. It was not fair to him for her mistakes to come between them. Cassie had hoped that if she could get Riley to talk to her maybe they could move on and everything would settle back down.
Well, that was the excuse she had made up for herself—but now standing so close to the man who had haunted her dreams for the past few years, Cassie was having a hard time remembering those reasons. She wanted to hold him. More to the point, she wanted to feel his arms around her body. And more than that, she wanted to feel his cock buried deep in her aroused and eager pussy. The man had done nothing but offer to make her a cup of tea and she was ready to fuck him senseless—yes, Desperate Cassie needed to be put back in her cage, and quickly.
Cassie was still trying to figure out what Riley had meant when he spun around to face her. “I’m sorry for what I’m about to do…but I just can’t seem to stop myself.”
When Riley placed his hands on either side of her head and dragged her face towards his, Cassie was in shock, but as their lips met, her body rejoiced. Ignoring the sounds of warning bells and the thoughts—This is a very bad idea, Cassie—that were running through her mind, she fell into the kiss. The warmth from his touch, the slight pain from the way his tight grip on her hair added to the fire that began to smoulder from within her. She was kissing Riley Walters.
As Riley plundered her mouth with his tongue, he realigned his body to crowd hers. The hardness of his chest abraded her beaded nipples and she rubbed against him like a cat in heat. She wound her arms around his waist, shoving her hands under his shirt. Skin. She felt his skin beneath her hands and it was everything she remembered. The heat emanating from his body, and the sense of strength he exhibited in his toned, well-defined physique, so good. Cassie ran her fingers up his spine, every bump of his vertebrae familiar, perfect. It was such an assault on her senses that her ears were ringing—the high-pitched whistling in unison with her soaring emotions.
Then the heat was gone. Riley stepped away. Let go of her.
“The kettle… I have to turn it off,” he said as he turned his back on her again. Her head was spinning. What is going on? Finally it sank in.
The whistling? Kettle—it was the water boiling… Cassie sighed, making a long, loud noise. Talk about bad timing. How she wished she could stop her blood from boiling as easily as flicking a switch on a kettle. What was worrying her even more was that Riley did not appear in any hurry to resume where they had left off. She didn’t know what to do. What to say.
“Cassie, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”
Riley’s words drove through her like a knife. The perfect switch to cool her raging libido. She turned from inferno to ice in one short sentence.
He was sorry for kissing her. Rage replaced sexual hunger. He was not getting away with it again.
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