Title: CLOSURE
Author:
Kim Carmichael
Genre:
Romance, Erotic Romance, Erotica
Publisher:
Hot Ink Press
Blitz
Host: Lady
Amber's Tours
Book Description:
There's always the one…
He's one person throughout life you think about every so often,
the one who leaves his unique indelible mark on you, the person with whom you
need closure.
For Margaret Collins that person
was Mike Taylor.
After he broke her heart seventeen years ago, she left
everything she knew and reinvented herself. With a new home, a new look and a
new name, Riley Williams is now an up and coming journalist given the assignment
to interview a Mike Taylor. She never suspected he would be her Mike Taylor.
With Mike having no hint of Riley's true identity, she must
decide if she will make him pay for sins he doesn't remember committing, or if
she can wipe away the past and be with the one man who she has always wanted?
Can she finally have closure?
Excerpt
Mike never tutored her in chemistry.
She supposed it was because she followed the instructions in that class or she
may blow herself up. One thing was certain. She did not need any help now.
"Take a bite." Mike held up a
spoon containing a sampling of chocolate covered coconut cake with raspberry
sauce.
They sat together at tiny table outside
the small café where they were presented with several small dessert selections,
including chocolate mousse and a custard dish, but both their eyes went to the
sinful cake first.
Their dinner was incredible, but not
for the food. She barely remembered eating, but she savored the way Mike
ordered for her, how he chose the ideal wine to compliment the meal, and how he
continued to stare at her as if nothing else existed.
"It's dripping." She shook
her head.
"Then it's perfect." He
lifted the spoon higher.
She decided not to mention anything
else dripping. She was ready to drown.
Instead, she lapped up some of the
sauce with her finger.
She went to put her finger between her
lips, when he dropped the spoon and caught her wrist.
"I believe I would like the first
taste." He brought her hand to his mouth and sucked the sauce off her.
He swirled his tongue along her
fingertip. If he was trying to show her exactly what he could do to another
part of her body, it worked.
"Delectable." He licked his
lips. "But I believe I need something more." He leaned forward and
kissed her.
This kiss was different than the one on
the pier. They already skipped over awkward, unsure connections and were now at
tantalizing tastes. The type of kissing usually meant as a precursor to other,
more satisfying, activities.
He opened his mouth giving her a
sampling of the decadent dessert mixed with him.
No, dripping wasn't the word to
describe her. If he were any other man, she would have already had them back in
bed letting him properly attend to her needs. She squeezed her thighs together
in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure.
He placed his hand on her leg.
"You seem a little tense."
She glanced at him out of the corner of
her eye, tightening and relaxing the muscles in her leg. "I'm just in good
shape."
"So I feel." He inched his
hand up, his fingertips sneaking under the hem of her dress.
Author Bio:
Kim
Carmichael began writing eight years ago when her need for graphic sex scenes
and love of happy endings inspired her to create her own. She has a weakness for bad boys and techno
geeks, and married her own computer whiz after he proved he could keep her all
her gadgets running. When not writing,
she can usually be found slathered in sunscreen trolling Los Angeles and
helping top doctors build their practices.
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