Hot Summer Romance -- Giveaway Hop

I'm so excited to be in Atlanta this week for the RWA 2013 conference AND to be participating in the Hot Summer Romance giveaway blog hop! Timing couldn't be better. While, I'm here in HOT-lanta, I thought I share two of my sexy--and very HOT--excerpts from my Queens series that are now available.

Leave a comment and let me know if you found these hot enough :). Two lucky commenters will be entered in a chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card and a copy of "The Flower Queen". Winners will be announced on Monday, 7/22.

These excerpts are hotter then what I usually post... so you've been warned...

THE FLOWER QUEEN
The look in his eyes was one she was very familiar with—it was the look he got when he wanted to be inside her—and she went warm all over. He can't be serious. Laughing nervously, she tried to wrestle her hand from his tight grip. "I can't. I have to get back in a few minutes."

His eyes darkened and he wasn't smiling. She shivered.

"I won't be long," he said hoarsely. He dragged her into a large office, through a side door, and into a private washroom decorated in dark granite.

Before she could protest, he hoisted up her skirt and lifted her onto the granite sink. She gasped as the cool surface shocked her heated skin. He moved to stand between her thighs, spreading them wide. Gina sensed his urgency and it became her own. She reached between their bodies and undid his belt, fumbling with the buckle.

As she struggled with his belt, he slid his hands over her thighs and up to her hips. When he reached her panties, he grunted and tugged hard.

"Don't," she whispered frantically. But it was too late. The telltale sound of fabric ripping was loud in the small room.

THE BEDPOST QUEEN

He reached out to touch her but she pulled away. He glanced up at her face only to find her laughing. Frustrated, he reached for her again. He didn’t have time for games.

Again, she pulled away. He growled.

“Hold on there, stud. It’s my turn now and I want to play a game.”

“No.”

“Please,” she said, pouting. “I think you’ll like it.”

She reached out and stroked the side of his neck, trailing her fingers down his chest. His cock jerked. He didn’t have to say anything else. She had him.

She pushed him down on the center of the bed and crawled over him. He grinned up at her, his heart pounding in anticipation.

“If you wanted to ride, you should’ve just said so. I won’t object.”

Her lips quirked up. “There’s a twist,” she whispered.

“And that is…?”

She pulled out a long, black thin strip. It was one of her thigh-highs. “You can’t touch.”


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