Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Valarie Prince
Word Count :92000
Publication Date :2011-06-19
Series : #
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- Product Code: 978-1-55410-751-3
Rachel Donavan has finally met her match; a man with more arrogance than herself. And he also happens to be the sexiest man she's ever laid her eyes on.
Rhythm Malcolm Cates is cooking up the perfect recipe for revenge. To teach prissy stuck-up architect Rachel Simone Donavan to never insult a world renowned chef in his own kitchen. Rachel Donavan has finally met her match; a man with more arrogance than herself. And he also happens to be the sexiest man she's ever laid her eyes on. Though Rhythm and Rachel discover instantly that they despise each other, lust, desire and pure hunger have other ideas. And to make matters worse the sex is incredible and they can't keep their hands off each other.
Rachel felt his hands all over her body. Strong fingers, teasing, igniting, stimulating parts of her that were set on fire. Oh and the taste of him, deep like rich wine, bold like a new adventure and wicked like sin.
Stimulation such as this only took her a split second to absorb. Lying there on the edge of consciousness, a little voice in tiny regions of her memory hinted vaguely to the fact that Malcolm had accused her of being cold blooded. How she would prove him and that tiny voice wrong tonight. She would give and take. Yield and claim. Surrender and conquer. She would leave no doubt in his mind or her own.
She felt his body slowly gliding over hers. She felt his thick lips smile across her breasts. She groaned softly as she sensed he was pleased and unexpectedly surprised by their softness, their heaviness and beauty.
She shivered suddenly at her own reaction to his touch as her nipples hardened and his mouth covered them one by one. A gasp tore from her as his tongue danced over her breasts, making them sensitive. She found herself arching into his mouth, wanting to drive him beyond his restraints. Soon she had what they both craved, he devoured her.
She felt new sensations rise up and ride her. Tiny sparks of pleasures glided slowly from her breasts down her belly and settled in a pulsing hunger between her thighs.