Showing posts with label Rafe's Redemption. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rafe's Redemption. Show all posts

Nov 8, 2015

Sunday Smooch - Rafe's Redemption, Annie West

Welcome to another LoveCats DownUnder Sunday Smooch!


Today we have a smooch from  Annie West but first 


... the winner of last week's Sunday Smooch Giveaway is Savannah Blaze.


Can you please contact amy(at)amyandrews (dot)com(dot)au to receive your copy of SOME GUYS NEED A LOT OF LOVIN'.


And now for today's Sunday Smooch from RAFE'S REDEMPTION. This is a retro smooch! Yay for ebooks!





http://www.amazon.com/Mills-Boon-Redemption-Annie-West-ebook/dp/B0095BH0XA/ref=sr_1_5?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1400295627&sr=1-5&keywords=rafe%27s+redemption
Brooding tycoon Rafe Benton sees beautiful Antonia Malleson as a pawn in his plans to avenge his family’s mistreatment by his brutish father. He decides to use his wealth and devastating sex appeal to get this delectable ice queen-and his father’s newest favorite-into his bed….

Now Rafe has Antonia right where he wants her, but her innocence changes everything. Suddenly he’s forced to question his own behavior.and the depth of his feelings for Antonia. Could it be that this dark and dangerous man has finally found the woman to melt his frozen heart?



Scene set-up

Rafe has seen his father making a play for the lovely Antonia Malleson and decides to use her as a pawn in his revenge plot. He's just proposed that she becomes his paid mistress (you can see he needs a lot of redeeming) and she's just told him to get lost. But he's convinced there's a spark of attraction between them.

Smooch  -

‘You’re nothing to me.’

‘Nothing?’

Call it arrogance, but he couldn’t believe her. Even he had been surprised at the intensity of the erotic sizzle between them. Such instant awareness was rare. It fuelled a sudden recklessness in him.

‘Oh, no, my fine lady. I wouldn’t call it nothing,’ he said, bending his head.

‘What are you doing?’ Her voice was a breathless gasp.

‘Clarifying the difference between nothing and something.’

Her reactions were too slow. By the time she tried to push him away he’d captured the back of her head in one hand. His fingers sank into the satiny invitation of her hair, his other arm wrapping round her waist.

‘Relax,’ he murmured, already anticipating the heady pleasure of her lips against his. ‘This won’t hurt a bit.’

*

His mouth on hers muffled Antonia’s scathing retort.

She struggled against him, but his hold was implacable, unbreakable. The more she tried to get free, the more restrictive his embrace. A granite cliff would have been more pliable than this mountain of a man.

Who did he think he was, with his outrageous proposition, and now his use of superior strength to force a kiss?

Tension spiralled through her as he crowded near, his thighs surrounding hers, his mouth against her closed lips, his hand anchoring her head, one long, strong arm wrapped around her waist.

He was so close, held her so immobile, that she couldn’t even get leverage to bring her knee up against him. He contained her struggling form with mortifying ease.

Finally she realised resistance was futile. She held herself stiff as a board, keeping her eyes wide open, refusing to capitulate.

Strangely it was annoyance she felt. Outrage, not fear. Not like when Dexter had groped her and panic had swelled, making her frantic to escape.

Rafe Benton was more subtle, for all his apparent directness. This man was a wily tactician, a long term strategist. Not a smash and grab thug like Dexter.

It took her several moments to realise he wasn’t using force. His hold was firm but not tight. His arm at her back held her close but not brutally so. He seemed content to tease her lips with a gentle coaxing caress, rather than bruise her into surrender.

All she had to do was stand here, still and unyielding, and he’d stop soon.

She hoped he’d stop soon.

Something about the encompassing warmth of his body threatened to make her relax into his embrace. His lips were surprisingly soft, surprisingly tender.

He took her bottom lip between his teeth, tugging gently and sensation shot through her, straight down to her breasts, then lower, arrowing to her feminine core.

Antonia started, horrified at the fizz of awareness building in her blood. Like a slow betraying sizzle.

She pushed her hands against his chest, trying to propel him back, away from her. He was immoveable. She splayed her fingers wide and tried again. Nothing. Just the steady beat of his life pulse beneath her fingers.

‘Mm,’ he murmured against her mouth. ‘Touch me.’

Touch him? She’d give him more than a touch when she’d finished with him!

You can buy the ebook of RAFE'S REDEMPTION from all the usual stores. Here's a link to it at Amazon.

Argh! I'm late posting this Sunday Smooch so be in the draw to win a copy of RAFE'S REDEMPTION, maybe tell me your worst experience of being late. Or if you're always punctual, maybe a time when you were super glad you were on time!

Come back next Sunday, when the winner of today's giveaway will be announced and a smooch from Stefanie London will be posted!


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