A Wounded Temptress
Angelina Rugiero loved Lorenzo Delgado with a budding woman’s passion, until he broke her heart. Now she has the life she always dreamed of, or so she thought.
A Determined Man
Lorenzo has loved Angel for years. He knew that he had to wait for her to grow up. With one thoughtless act on the night of her eighteenth birthday, he destroyed all hopes of a future, leaving him devastated….and determined to make things right.
A Love That Can’t Be Denied
As Angel goes home to Miami one last time, Lorenzo realizes this is his opportunity to prove his love. Can they have the life they’d always wanted together, or will a man bent on revenge destroy their happily ever after before it begins?
Excerpt
“Is there anyone else who wants to step up
as my partner? Going once, going twice, and sold to the…” Angel stopped.
“Sorry, boys, this one’s mine,” Lorenzo
said, speaking into the microphone and wrapping his arm around her waist as he
tossed the mic back.
The DJ immediately began playing a latin
number. His mother always said he’d danced in the womb for nine months, and
came out ready to go. Lorenzo could believe it, too. He loved music, the way
the beat pounded through the room making people move with it. To him, dancing
was like making love to a beautiful woman. All you had to do was listen to the
music, whether it was a fast song with instruments, or a sweet woman’s voice.
You only had to move your body and guide them with a strong hand.
Angelina danced her body close to his as
soon as the song started, and then moved away. Her breasts scorched him through
the thin material of his designer shirt. Her hand fit inside his larger one,
her head barely reached his shoulders even in her extremely tall, fuck me
heels. There were no other words for the things on her feet. She wouldn’t meet
his eyes, just looked over his shoulder, giving him a blank smile while
pretending to get into the right position.
He yanked her body flush with his, feeling
all her soft parts fit his harder planes, making him even more aware of their
differences.
Moving them farther across the dance floor,
away from prying eyes, he led them in a dance so sensual, so erotic, his pants
became too tight. Her breathing was labored and her skin looked flushed. He was
glad to not be the only one affected.
Hard to believe he’d dreamed of dancing
with her on that fateful night five years ago. Even harder to believe was the
reality was so much better than the dream. Only now he didn’t feel like a
pervert.
She was not his sister, nor was she a child
anymore. When her eyes still avoided his, he exerted more pressure on her back.
Their bodies touched and stayed connected. With his other hand, he tilted her
chin up, forcing her to meet his eyes or close her own. Either way, she had to
acknowledge him.
Her body trembled in his embrace, not in
fear he was sure. Turning them around, he inserted his leg between her thighs,
and subtly rubbed back and forth. His palm slid down her back, fingers curving
to fit her rear, while his thumb rested at the top of her shorts, stroking the
silky skin beneath the tank.
Her pulse visibly jerked at his touch. She
licked her lips, like her mouth had gone dry. His dark eyes finally connected
with her emerald green irises and held, her pupils dilated, glowing like tiny
chips of green fire.
His own flared with desire and carnal heat.
Lorenzo wanted her more than he’d ever wanted another, and that was saying a
lot.
Their bodies undulated, mimicking what he’d
like to do with her, sans clothes. Her moves matched his, and upped him every
time. With her face still held in his hand, he examined every inch of her
beautiful features, committing them to memory. After what seemed like an
eternity of scrutiny, he dipped his head, covered her shiny mouth with his and
kissed her passionately. His tongue slipped inside her mouth, tasting, savoring
the sweetness and heat within.
Angelina shuddered, and heat exploded in
his groin, coursing through his blood.
His tongue licked the inside of her lower
lip, teeth nipped at the corner of her mouth and he felt her surrender. He drew
her tongue into his mouth, sucking the tip, the suction tight and rhythmic,
reminding him of sex. He pictured his body thrusting into hers, her back
arched, hips tilted, her body fitted to his. The vision so erotic he began to
sweat, and still he kissed her.
When the song ended, he relinquished his
hold on her face, his knee still parting her thighs, pressing up against her
flesh. She was hot, surely wet, and so responsive. He gazed down into her green
orbs for a long moment, stroking her flushed cheek with the back of his hand,
feeling the warmth of her skin. “I plan to claim what’s mine,” he stated
simply.
For a moment, she allowed her body to relax
into him. He savored the feel of her soft, toned body. And then she withdrew.
Even more shocking was the sense of loss he felt, his heart ached, he wanted
more, needed more.
He let her move back, saw her inhale,
exhale, and inhale again. Her breath escaped in a whoosh of air, hitting his
chest with the warm air.
“I’m not a prize to be had, Lorenzo. You’d
do best to remember that.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, baby.”
She narrowed her eyes like she was
picturing him in a Chinese torture chamber. He thought of many ways they could
both torment the other, and all of them involved a naked Angel, and him equally
naked.
She turned on her heels, ass swaying so
enticingly in the snug leather he whistled. Her long black hair swung around,
followed by an angry look directed at him. With short, loud stomps, Angel
marched back to where he stood. He contained the grin his lips wanted to do.
Sparring with the little spitfire verbally, made him hotter than ever.
Author Bio
I’m a wife and mother who is a retired stay at home mom of 2. I say retired because my youngest is 14 and my oldest is 20. When my baby went to school, reading saved my sanity, and then the same year he started school, I was diagnosed with Cancer, again reading saved my sanity. When I recovered and realized how quickly life could change, I made a bucket list. The number one thing was to live. Check. On top of that list was to become a published author. Check. Eight years later I have accomplished that goal and several others.
I live in the Midwest, but I”m a southern girl with only a slight twang who says y’all quite frequently, and am known to say “Bless Your Heart” A LOT. If you know what that means, you do not want to be the one I say that to, lol. I cuss worse than if a trucker and a sailor were put together, but I do it with class *WEG*.
I write what I love to read, erotic romance. My books are definitely full of lots of story, but I leave nothing to the imagination in or out of the bedroom. My hope is that after readers have read one of my stories, they fall in love with the characters as much as I have.
The best part of my new journey is that I get to create new worlds, and have all kinds of stories in my head just waiting to be written. I truly love to hear from readers. You can find me on Twitter, Facebook or my webside, but I’m on Facebook ALL the time, so find me. I’d love to hear from you J
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Synopsis:
After enduring an abusive childhood and having her heart broken by the only boy she trusts, Alexis White vows to never let anyone hurt her again. She's left her troubled past behind and starts a new life at college. For the past seven years, her social calendar has been filled with frat parties, drinking, and meaningless sexual hook-ups. Until one night she unexpectedly gets saved by a tall, dark, and handsome French foreigner, Luc Blanchard. He's charming, sophisticated, and very interested in Lexi, who has presented herself as a challenge when she tells him relationships aren't her thing.
She finds herself sucked in by his own intriguing past. But everything changes when Dylan Priestley, the gorgeous boy who broke her heart and shattered her faith in friendship and love, suddenly shows up in her life again while back home on a visit. Dylan doesn't hide his feelings for Lexi, but she can't forgive or forget being betrayed by the one person she ever truly loved.
Despite the pain Dylan's caused her, Lexi is once again drawn to the blue-eyed-boy-next-door. Will Lexi choose the man who seems perfect but hides a dark side or the boy who smashed her heart into pieces so many years ago?
