Welcome to another LoveCats DownUnder Sunday Smooch!Today we have a sexy paranormal smooch from Ice-Cold Lover by Ellora's Cave author Mel Tescho, but first ...
the winner of last week's Sunday Smooch Giveaway is -- TashNZ!
Congratulations, Tash! Can you please contact Annie West at
annie (at) annie-west (dot) com
and she'll send you a signed copy of Prince of Scandal.
And now for today's Sunday Smooch from Book Two of the Winged and Dangerous series, Ice-Cold Lover by Mel Teshco ...
Pascal is used to attention from women, but he’s looking for someone special. He’s interested in the ice queen, Celeste Diamond. He thinks hers is the perfect female form, one he’d do anything to possess. Pascal has decided it’s way past time to warm up the mysterious, elusive Celeste.
And perhaps he’ll share some secrets of his own.
[Celeste has just left the casino and stepped into the elevator with Pascal, a man she’s wanted long enough already. But before she steps into his bedroom she needs to ensure he’ll never lay eyes on her gargoyle wings...]
Pascal blew out a breath before tunneling a hand through his hair. “I’ve never leashed my desires, never had reason to pledge a woman my commitment. Just as I never gave any lover a reason to believe they were more than a passing diversion.”
He cocked his head to the side and she felt as if all her thoughts were exposed as he studied her with his tiger eyes. “I’m certain you wouldn’t have stepped into my private elevator, come to my penthouse suite with me, if you weren’t ready and willing—”
She stood on tiptoe, leaning forward to slant her lips across his in an action that spoke so much louder than words. She sighed, savoring the fullness of his mouth, the decadent taste of spice and scotch.
With an almost soundless groan, he returned the kiss, deepened it, his skill all too apparent as his tongue skated across her lower lip before sliding inside her mouth with an ease that screamed bedroom prowess.
When his hands spanned her waist, she jerked free, gasping for breath and wishing desperately that she had nothing to hide…nothing to fear. “No,” she uttered. “If we’re intimate tonight, it will be under my conditions, or not at all.”
Pascal’s expression bore no hint of disapproval or surprise, just a fleeting curiosity. “No touching, hmm?”
Her heart fluttered like a moth beating itself against a light bulb. “Something like that.” Gathering her composure, she swept past him, out of the elevator and onto a gleaming expanse of white tiles.
Motion sensors triggered a series of down-lights to illuminate the huge penthouse suite and she shivered under their glare as Pascal followed her, close behind. Even without the clack-clack of her stilettos, she wouldn’t have heard his tread. He moved with the stealth of a predator. Only a fixated awareness of him allowed her to perceive the moment he released her from his sights.
She turned, watching as he strode over to a well-stocked bar. His jacket pulled taut across his broad shoulders as he bent and opened the door to a mini-fridge. Retrieving a chilled bottle of champagne, he uncorked it with deft hands and filled two glasses.
She looked away, suddenly nervous and inexplicably afraid. What had she been thinking? Pascal was a man who took control, shaped his destiny and commanded his lot in life. He was a man who, she had no doubt, yearned to touch, to feel, to caress and possess the woman in his bed.
She swallowed hard. Heaven help her, she wanted to be that woman!
Ice-Cold Lover is available now from Jasmine Jade and Amazon. To be in the draw to win a downloadable copy, simply answer Mel's question:"What is your favourite paranormal creature?"
Come back next Sunday, when the winner of today's giveaway will be announced -- and a smooch from The Billionaire's Bedside Manner by Robyn Grady will be posted!
