Adult Contemporary Romance Novel.
Warning: 18+ Contains sex scenes and explicit language.
Second chances? Twisted love triangle? Hot steamy sex? Hell YES!
Shattered and disillusioned after separating from her
domineering husband, all Natalie wants, is a peaceful Christmas vacation in New
York City, with her 21 year old daughter, Olivia. Uncomplicated. No pressure.
Fun.
What she didn’t expect, was meeting a dangerously handsome
stranger in an art gallery. He is charming, sexy as hell, and does funny things
to her insides. Her frozen heart slowly melts as he seduces her, awakening her
deepest desires, showing her that the kind of love she craves is very possible.
She wants him as much as he wants her.
Battling his demons from the past, famous photographer
Nicholas Gallagher has successfully evaded serious relationships, earning him
the title of the world’s most eligible bachelor. But from the moment he lays
eyes on Natalie, she stirs something in him. Compelled to chase the sadness
from her vivid blue eyes, Nick is captivated by the spirited Australian beauty.
Hot romance.
Steamy sex.
Absolute perfection.
Until Natalie gets a call from home – one she can’t
ignore. In a fateful moment the game
changes and throws her life into chaos. Gabriel, her jealous ex, wants her
back. Two powerful men want her. She is forced to make a choice that will tear
her apart.
Will Natalie make the right choice? Will she finally find
her soul mate, the one person who can look into her eyes and see deep into her
soul, everything she is and everything she desires… will she finally open her
eyes?
A Stand-alone Novel.
Nick must have sensed that I was awake. He slowly opened his
eyes, confused for a few seconds before remembering where he was. He caught me
in the act of staring at him, drawing in a short sharp breath when he looked
down at me, straight into my eyes. A wicked grin spread over his face as he
turned onto his side and hauled me even closer, encaging me with both his arms.
“What a lovely way to
wake up,” he whispered as he planted a kiss in my hair. His big hand rubbed up
my back leisurely, as if he was savoring the moment, his palm applying just the
right amount of pressure to my spine to make me want to purr. In spite of
trying to suppress it, a small moan escaped my lips as he reached my neck and gently
traced up it with his fingers, till his hand disappeared into my hair. Very
gently, he massaged the base of my scalp till I dug my forehead into his chest,
the simple touch sending ripples of pleasure through my already aroused body.
Good God! I barely knew the man, but his touch alone could
ignite a fire in my belly of a magnitude I had never experienced before. If he
could get this kind of toe-curling reaction from me by merely massaging my
neck, what would making love with him do to me?
He gently tugged a fist full of my hair, raising my face up
to his. I had closed my eyes, not wanting him to see the desire burning deep
within me. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried desperately to keep my
breathing even.
“Open your eyes. Look at me,” he whispered. I obeyed, even
though it would expose my deepest feelings, slowly meeting his intense gaze. I
gasped at the yearning in his eyes. My eyes melted into his as he searched my
soul, seeing deeper than anyone ever had.
“Natalie,” he groaned softly as his head dipped and his lips
covered mine. The kiss was gentle at first, a meeting of mouths and tasting one
another. “So sweet,” he murmured against my mouth, then let his tongue slide
along my lips, till I parted my mouth to let him slip in. He tasted of cheesecake
and sleep…and passion and fire. His silky tongue glided along mine, a mingling
of breaths and raw desire.
His hand moved down my back to cup my bottom and pull me
against his body, closing the gap between us. So far I had carefully avoided
touching in intimate places, much like a virgin in denial of the awakening of
her body.
His arousal pushed into my belly, and I let out a gasp that
he swallowed quickly with his mouth. My pulse quickened at the feel of his hard
length throbbing against me, only the fabric of our clothing between us. The
warm liquid pooling between my legs begged for more of him, but I lay there,
unable to move, stunned that this man so obviously wanted me. I was getting
more and more out of my depth with every passing moment. I wanted him, yet I
wasn’t sure how to respond.
I’d never been a one-night stand type of girl. And I
definitely didn’t do sex on a first date. Hell, this wasn’t even supposed to be
a date. And he was virtually a stranger. Yet the want – the longing – in my belly
overwhelmed my senses. I wanted to rub up against his erection; I wanted to
kiss him till I was breathless. But I just lay there, dumbstruck.
“Natalie?”
I screwed my eyes shut.
“I want you, Natalie.
God, how I want you…” He thrust his pelvis against my stomach, grinding his
steel hard length into me to affirm his words. “But I would never take you now.
Not like this.”
His words had a strange effect on me – calming and evoking
feelings of deep trust.
“I sense your fear, my little one, why are you so afraid?”
His husky voice soothed me over. How could I tell him? Words weren’t enough.
“Open your eyes so I can see what you’re feeling. It's OK, I
won’t hurt you.” Concern laced his voice. His hand cupped my chin, his thumb
gently caressing my lips. I could drown in his touch alone.
My lids were heavy. Heavy with desire and pain and fear.
“Open, Natalie,” he coaxed so gently I couldn’t refuse.
I forced my eyes to open, my lids lifting slowly, trying to
force my gaze to be neutral. But the moment I looked into his – soft and gentle
– all the emotions came rushing back. This man could look deep into my soul
without me uttering a word.
A sigh of relief escaped his lips. “You want me too…” he
breathed as a wicked, wicked grin spread over his lips.
He must have read the confusion in my eyes. “For a moment
there I thought you didn’t want me, little one. But your eyes tell me
everything I need to know.”
Besides reading, her favorite 'thing' is traveling - she has traveled the world, learning about the ways people live and has come to the realization that no matter where we live, we all ultimately want the same things. Her hobby - Scrapbooking - keeps her up till way after midnight and her usual subjects are her family and her travels.
Ever since she can remember, Jani wanted to write stories about people, about their lives and loves. Relationships and Happiness - arguably the most difficult things to master in life and yet exactly what everyone ultimately desires (in her humble opinion).
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