"Tempestuous" Tropical Temptation With Nicole Morgan.

My guest today is Nicole Morgan. I have to say that looking at her book covers and reading the blurb is so tempting it's almost cruel! It makes me want to run away to a tropical beach and have fun. Nicole has so many steamy books headed our way she is single-handedly going to heat up our winter. Thank you Nicole!

Nicole Morgan:

Hi everyone! I’m uber excited to be here with the Seven Sexy Scribes! Thanks for having me as a guest here today guys! Tomorrow is my release of the 2^nd book in my Incessant Passions series, Tempestuous. January has been a great month for me, with the 1^st book in the same series, Impetuous being released on January 10^th.  And, I have another book due out February 7^th so be sure to watch for Surrounded by Roses!

Now without further adieu, here is my new baby, Tempestuous…

BLURB

Michelle Englehurst finally has her dream job working in a tropical paradise doing what she loves. A routine day at work proves to be more than what it seemed. Her new client Brad Conrad is charming, handsome, and causes a reaction in her like no other man has.

Brad is on a forced vacation by his father, who claims he’s overworked. Begrudgingly, he takes his sabbatical with no intention of enjoying himself. A chance encounter with a woman he can’t get out of his mind changes Brad’s workaholic ways. He finds himself extending his trip and doing everything in his power to spend more time with her.

For days and then weeks the two of them walk a fine line of casual friendship to lascivious intentions. With time working against the two, they are faced with two choices, take a chance or throw caution to the wind and be…tempestuous.

PURCHASE LINK:  http://bookstrand.com/tempestuous

Erotic Excerpt:

Her soft and sweet voice begging him was his undoing. He should have been slow and gentle. He should have eased himself inside her entrance with care and patience. There were a million things he should have done, but in that moment in time, he failed at them all.

In one thrust, he slid inside her. The tightness he felt around his finger was nothing compared to the intensity he felt as her pussy clenched around his cock. He shouted in both pleasure and pain as his dick throbbed and his balls drew up tight. His orgasm was just lingering beneath the surface, threatening to come if he dare moved.

Her insides were trembling as the walls of her pussy squeezed onto his cock, pumping him. He was completely lost to the slick vise which held him so intently. She was in control, and he was her prisoner. Nothing else mattered as the outside world as he knew it floated away.

He wasn’t even aware his eyes were shut until he felt the gentle tickle of her fingertips raking his stomach. His vision was blurry when he first blinked and tried to focus his gaze on her. After a few attempts he could see her clearly. Her eyes were swimming and looked like there was a dangerous storm of the richest dark chocolate swirling around inside them.

No longer did she look nervous and uncertain. Now she looked magnificent. Better than magnificent, she looked stunning. Her hair was haphazardly lying around her face and landed in a tangled mess against the pillow under her head.

Her plump and delicious lips that he had kissed only a few times, but already knew so well, were pursed together in a silent moan of pleasure. Her cheeks were flushed, her nipples turgid, and they looked like they could be made of stone. The way they stood at attention just like his cock. He knew how wrong he was, how sweet those rosy colored nubs tasted while he worked them in his mouth with his tongue and between his teeth.

The thought made him crave to taste her somewhere else, somewhere he was snugly nestled inside. Even though he would probably give up his life’s fortune to taste the sweet juice of her pussy, he wasn’t leaving from where he was. She made his cock feel too damn good with the sweet anguish her tight channel was causing. The pleasure far outweighed the pain of trying to hold back.

She whimpered and flexed her hips, obviously trying to get him to move with her. Fuck, he was barely holding on as it was. If he moved even a little, if he allowed her compact, little pussy to caress his cock, if only for a second, he was a goner. He forced himself to regain control. He hadn’t been this helpless to a woman’s pussy since he was sixteen years old.

Shit, he was pissed at himself. Please her, damn it! Make her feel good! You finally have her, so don’t be a selfish prick and get off before she does.

She continued to move her hips. Her head was moving from side to side against the pillow. Her focus was no longer on him as she tried desperately to work his dick in and out of her.

The slight motion she was able to create was bringing that familiar itch he knew all too well. It crawled through his insides, poking at every nerve ending in his body, screaming to him to fuck her until he no longer felt the agony of holding on.

He refused to give in to it yet. With a shaky hand, he slid his finger through the moist folds of her pussy. Her clit, already swollen, was easy to find, and as he barely touched it, her whole body shook and she screamed.

Her shriek was unlike anything he had ever heard. The way her body bucked under the tiniest, little touch made her look like some sort of mythical creature sent down from the heavens to teach the world how glorious sex could be. His balls cursed him for making them hold on when he was so close.

With increased pressure, he circled her clit once again then flicked his thumb on the center of it, paying special attention to the throb he could feel emanating from it. She was close, so close he forgot about his own agony and focused on her, needing to watch and see her fall under his ministrations.

“Come for me, baby. Now.”

He somehow channeled the energy of a thousand men as he worked her clit into a frenzy, and she writhed, bucked, and moaned as her head shook violently from side to side until finally, in one moment of splendor, she screamed his name.

Then he felt it.

Hot fluid, which could only be described as hot molten lava, poured over his cock, coating him and carrying him on a wild ride of pleasure. Her pussy clenched, squeezed, and pumped around his dick in a wave of euphoria.

“Fuck.”

He bit out the curse as his balls told him to go to hell because they were no longer capable of holding back. Instead, they were going to get lost in the sensation and find release in her. With a fierce grip, he grabbed onto her sides and jerked his hips uncontrollably as his restraint broke and the first spurts of his cum  finally broke free, filling his condom.

Nicole Morgan Bio:

Nicole Morgan is a multi-published author of erotic romantic novels, which more often than not have a suspenseful back story. Erotic romance mixed with a good old-fashioned whodunit. While she's written everything from contemporary to paranormal her leading men will more than likely be wearing a uniform of some kind. From military to police officers, she has a love for writing about those who protect and serve. From her very first novel (which turned into a four book series) about Navy SEALs to her more recent releases you will be sure to find a few twists and turns you were not expecting.

In additional to her books, Nicole also has a recurring column called, "Sex and the Single Woman" in BT Showcase's online eMagazine. Also, she has recently partnered up with three of her author friends and became Four Seduced Muses, a blog dedicated to the steamier side of romance.

Nicole’s website: http://nicolemorgan1.webs.com

Nicole’s blog: http://nicolemorganauthor.blogspot.com

Thank you Nicole for being our guest. Please come back soon and tempt us with more! 

XXOO Kat