Sep 14, 2014

Sunday Smooch - Annie West's 'Damaso Claims His Heir'

Welcome to another LoveCats DownUnder Sunday Smooch!

Today we have a smooch from  DAMASO CLAIMS HIS HEIR by Annie West but first 

... the two winner of last week's Sunday Smooch Giveaway is Ruby.

Can you please contact helen(at)helenlacey(d0t)com to receive your copy of Once Upon a Bride.

And now for today's Sunday Smooch from DAMASO CLAIMS HIS HEIR.

Damaso Pires should have known better than to get involved with Marisa—the scandalous princess of Bengaria! Yet soon he sees her true beauty and flawless virtue, which touches a place in him he thought ruthlessly destroyed by his childhood on the streets of Brazil.
But their brief affair becomes permanent when Marisa reveals she’s pregnant.
Damaso knows the sting of illegitimacy and, having fought tooth and nail to claw his way up to the dizzying heights of international success and financial infamy, he won’t let his child slip from his grasp. There’s only one way to claim his heir, and that’s marriage!
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Scene set-up
Marisa and Damaso are thrown together after they discover their single night of passion has led to pregnancy. Damaso, determined to play a role in his child's life, wants her to marry him and in the meantime has invited her to stay in his Sao Paolo home. Marisa is wary of marriage. She's learned to distrust men, having too much experience of men who tried to use her royal status for their own ends. She insists Damaso keep his distance while she makes her decision, but after weeks of living together platonically, they discover they both want more.

Smooch  -

‘I mean it, Marisa. I want you. I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you.’ His chest rose as he drew in a shuddering breath. ‘This is about more than the baby, or what the world thinks. I don’t give a damn for the world. This is about me and you. Right now all I care about is how you make me feel, and how I make you feel.’

Despite everything she wanted to believe him. How she wanted to!

He plucked one of her hands from his chest and planted a kiss at the centre of her palm. Her knees buckled as he sucked at her flesh, sending waves of weakness through her.

‘Can’t we forget tonight and start again?’ His voice was dark, liquid temptation.

‘Why?’ Marisa clung to his shoulder for support, trying to shore up the distrust that would keep her and her child safe. ‘What is it you want?’

‘I want us to be just Damaso and Marisa. Simply that.’

Did he have any idea how perfect that sounded? How real and uncomplicated? How tempting?

Damaso’s head swooped low and with a sigh, Marisa gave up the battle she’d been losing so long.

This time when Damaso bent to kiss her, Marisa lifted her mouth to him, desire filling her. For the first time she didn’t turn aside so his lips brushed her face or her throat or the sensitive point behind her ear.

The sensation of his mouth on hers, sure and hard, demanding the response she could no longer stop, blasted her into another world.

Wave upon wave of pleasure crashed through her. She clung to broad shoulders as his marauding mouth demanded more, ever more. Her surrender elicited a growl of satisfaction from Damaso she felt right through her core as he gathered her close.

She needed this, him, filling her senses, as she couldn’t remember needing anything in her life.

Even the night they’d shared in the rainforest, giving in to instinct and reaching out to Damaso in the hope he was different from the rest, Marisa had shied from this particular intimacy. She’d shared her body but kissing on the mouth had been a step too far. It was a boundary she hadn’t crossed since her teens when Andreas had seduced and betrayed her. In her mind it had become a symbol of gullibility and defeat.

Yet now she revelled in Damaso’s hot, delving kiss, the tangle of tongues and hot breath, the flagrant openness and hunger.

There was no trace of bitterness on her tongue. Only the spicy, addictive taste of Damaso, spinning her senses out of control and a thrill, almost of triumph, in her effervescent blood.

There was something else she couldn’t name, something strong and pure, that filled her with elation and wonder.

This felt right. More than right.

She gave up trying to put a name to it as her mind fogged.

Marisa clamped her hands to the back of Damaso’s skull, revelling in the tangle of his thick, soft hair between her fingers. She angled her head to give him better access as he devoured her. His big hands held her close, his body anchoring her.

If this was defeat it was glorious.
Marisa and Damaso meet in a rainforest eco-resort. What's the most exotic place you've met a lover? Or if that's too personal to share, where would you like to meet one?

Come back next Sunday, when the winner of today's giveaway will be announced and a smooch from Anna Campbell's 'What a Duke Dares' will be posted!

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  1. Hi Annie

    I loved this story it is so good :)

    I don't think I have ever met anyone in an exotic location but I would love to meet someone in a cabin in the Scottish Highlands :)

    Have Fun

    1. Morning, Helen! I'm so glad you enjoyed the book. I had enormous fun with Marisa and Damaso.

      A cabin in the Scottish Highlands? A snowed in cabin maybe? Wriggling eyebrows here.

  2. You write so beautifully, Annie! That was a very steamy smooch indeed :)

  3. Oh, thank you, Stefanie! You've made me smile. Well, that kiss got a good bit steamier than that, but I thought I'd better cut it there.

  4. I loved Marisa and Damaso, Annie -- such a fab book! And it has to be said that this is a rather nice scene indeed.:-)

    As for an exotic location to meet a lover…there are so many wonderful places, but at the moment I'm dreaming of a beach holiday -- lazy days on the sand and romantic sunset walks. Sigh.

  5. Hi Michelle. Keep's music to my ears! Seriously - I'm so chuffed you enjoyed this one.

    A beach holiday sounds like the ideal occasion to meet someone seriously gorgeous.

  6. Wow, Annie, sizzling! Loved this. Loved this whole story in fact. One of your best. And I loved the way you used the Brazilian setting. Had me dancing the samba, much to the neighbours' dismay, for weeks! Tall and tan and lean and lovely - that describes the delish Damaso!

    1. Anna, I'd love to see you samba - I'm sure you've got the moves! Lovely that you enjoyed my long, lean, Brazilian hero. Damaso was a treat to write. Love an emotionally tortured hero.

    2. Annie, to move away from the samba to a rock reference, I feel the earth move under my feet when I samba! :-)

  7. Lovely smooch. So beautifully written.

    I wish I could say that I had met that someone in an exotic location, but my life has not been full of exotic locations. I suppose The Whitsundays count, but since they were practically on my doorstep at one time I don't think of them quite like thaat.

    1. Mary, the Whitsundays definitely count! I think that would be a brilliant place to meet a lover. Sigh.

  8. Wow, that's a great scene. Can't wait to read this one, too.
    For an exotic location I think I'd like to go to the islands, Fiji or Rarotonga seem enticing at the moment.

    1. Sue, we've definitely got a tropical beach theme going here. Maybe that's where I need to set a future book. Food for thought!
      Hope you enjoy the book when you get to it.

  9. Annie, gorgeous, gorgeous Smooch! I loved Damaso and Marisa's story - I've just finished it! Their meeting at the waterfall in the rainforest was fabulous and the chemistry between them is smoking hot! (happy sigh)

    Mmm, as for an exotic location to meet a lover... I spent a lovely few days scuba diving off the Keppel Islands in Queensland. Lovely beaches and fabulous fishes! I loved it. Didn't meet anyone though.

    1. Ah but did you save water by bathing with a friend, Sharon. That is the question!! :-)
      Fabulous smooch Annie xxxxx

    2. Hey, Sharon, I'm so chuffed you enjoyed the waterfall scene in the rainforest. I wrote that in a surge of creativity and had a ball. You've made me smile.
      Queensland beaches definitely count as an alluring place for a meeting.

    3. Hi Amy, water saving is a great excuse, isn't it?

      Glad you enjoyed the smooch.

  10. The most exotic I've had was a nearby motel room on Christmas Eve, LOL.
    Where would I like to meet? Nowhere in particular, as long as it's me and my husband. These days it's our bedroom. Comfy. Cosy. Close to a bathroom. What more could a girl want? (Well ... other than George Clooney or Mark Harmon. That goes without saying, but I said it anyway.)

    1. Laney, a nearby motel room at Christmas, eh? Now that sounds like a story just there!

  11. I would love to meet a mysterious man in Bali.

    1. Christina, you never know. Maybe you could plan a trip there.

  12. Congratulations on the new release. Hawaii is suppose to be a wonderful place judging by how may people honeymoon there.