Let's give a warm welcome to our special guest,
Kenzie Michaels!!
Thank you for letting me be here today!
I’m author Kenzie Michaels and I’m also the featured Author-of-the-Week
over at the Secret Cravings blog. Anyone who comments here or on any of my
guest posts between now and Thursday will be given a chance to win a free
download of their choice of my back list.
Appetite For Desire:
Blurb:
Dustin James is shocked to learn the sexy blonde he met two
days earlier is none other than his father’s caterer who also works at the
country club he’s recently joined. When he can’t keep his hands off of her, is
lust for her sexy body all he wants, or is it love?
Courtney Bright defied the rules by admitting her attraction
to the new customer at the country club. But when she realizes her feelings
aren’t just sexual, will she take a chance on love, or is her job more
important?
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Excerpt:
He was certainly no slouch in body gyrations. Courtney
smiled as he matched her move for move, and somehow she instinctively knew what
he would do next. She felt his hands skimming her hips, and she retaliated by
placing hers on his biceps. She danced closer, moved his thigh between hers and
locked eyes with him. She sensed the unspoken hint of future pleasure. At the
end of the suggestive song, he twirled her sideways and dipped her, his left
arm supporting her as his lips descended on hers. She no longer wanted to be in
a public place with him.
“We make quite a team,” he murmured in her ear as he let her
up. “Want to go somewhere quieter and talk?”
Her good sense vanished. She still tasted him on her lips
and she wanted more. She nodded and clasped his hand as they made their way
through the crowd and out of the bar.
Once outside in the muted hallway of the hotel, Dustin swung
her into his arms and pinned her against the wall next to the row of pay
phones. His tongue invaded her warm mouth, gently stroking hers, and Courtney
ached to be closer to him. His arms snuck under her shirt and up her damp back,
deftly unhooked her bra and moved around to cup her generous breasts in each
palm.
Courtney moaned into his mouth as he rolled her nipples
between her fingers. His kiss sent longing straight to her crotch, and she knew
the moisture soaking her panties had nothing to do with the heat of the
nightclub.
Dustin’s mouth left hers and traveled to her ear.
“Courtney,” he breathed as he lightly pinched her nipples. “I want you. Come
with me?”
“Where?” Her mind was fuzzy with the spiraling sensations
his fingers caused.
“My room.”
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Wild At Heart:
Blurb:
Angela Clayborn discovers the man she sent to prison nearly
two years before, has been granted an early release. Torn between wanting to see him and fearful
if she does, sparks fly when Steve Blumenthal appears in her gift shop and
later at her condo. Will Angie free her
heart from its icy prison? Has Steve
really turned his life around, or is it a hoax?
Meanwhile, in Colorado
on business, Angie’s current boyfriend, Brad Morrison, is wrestling with his
own call of the wild. He’s met
unconventional, sexy Emma Nichols, who runs not only her own riding stable, but
helps out with her family’s woodworking store in EstesPark. Emma resents Brad’s offer to help during a
family crisis, but eventually discovers that Fate sometimes sends people down
unexpected paths to love. Can Brad tame
a wildcat? Or will Emma settle for the
safe path?
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Excerpt:
Steve and Angie:
Angie sighed and shifted; it was all the encouragement he
needed. Raising her shirt, he bent his
head and drew the taunt nipple into his mouth, reaching behind her back to find
the bra clasp, Getting it unsnapped, the
fabric fell away, and he filled his hand with her other breast, getting to know
her all over again.
Panting, Steve worked his own shirt over his head and
pressed their torsos together, feeling her nipples burn against his chest. He tongued both nipples, hearing her soft
moans and the rush of blood pounding in both his head and his groin. He unsnapped his jeans with the increasingly
uncomfortable pressure building, and carefully managed to free himself. Holding his swollen cock with one hand, he
unfastened Angie’s slacks and tugged them down over her hips, nearly losing it
when he saw the transparent underwear and the ginger triangle beneath. He lightly inserted a finger in the
waistband. Angie bucked her hips; he
peeled the final barrier down and lightly stroked. She cried out softly at the contact, and he
tugged both slacks and underwear to her ankles.
He brushed his palms over her mound, feeling the tension in
her muscles and listening to her increased breathing. He reached behind him for his wallet and
withdrew the blue-foiled packet. He
waved it in front of her.
“Do I need this?” he asked, giving her one last chance to
stop him.
She nodded, and he mentally thanked God, fate, and whoever
else that he wasn’t going to be denied this final pleasure he’d waited so long
for. He ripped the packet, removed the
latex sheath and rolled it on his nearly bursting member. Gently, he slipped inside her folds, nearly
crying with the sweetness of the action.
But it had been so long…and he’d wanted to love Angie physically before
that fateful night… three quick thrusts and it was all over for him. He collapsed on top of her, mortified that it
hadn’t lasted longer. He stayed inside
of her, willing his body to grow hard again, but she shifted beneath him and he
slipped out.
He rose up on his elbows and kissed her softly. “God, Angie..that was beautiful,” he
panted. “I just wish I could have lasted
longer…”
Brad and Emma:
Emma laughed when she recognized Nora’s Longaberger basket.
“So I wasn’t the only one out late?” She curved her lips into a sly smile.
“The only one with the sense to return to his own bed before
getting caught,” he retorted. “And I don’t sing Rock Star in the shower.”
“You heard that, huh? Brad likes to listen to the radio, and
we both like Nickleback.” She defended their impromptu duet.
“The sheep heard you and decided to stay up in the mountains
longer.”
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I’ll be announcing the winner on Friday, Jan 17th.
Thanks, Kenzie, for giving us a peek into two wonderful books!!
Have a great weekend, everyone!
Tessie
www.tessiebradford.com
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