In May - one of my hot billionaire romances is being featured - Desires. Each Saturday it will be something different about the book.
This week - A couple of scenes from the book.
Last Week I show some photos from the book. This week I will post a scene around each photo.
Spartacus
"Ready to go?" He tugged the backpack zipper closed.
"Uh-huh."
"Hiking boots on?"
She lifted her leg, placing her foot on the edge of the counter. "Hiking books. Check."
"Just so you know. I brought an air horn and bear spray, just in case. We won't need it, though."
She lowered her leg. "Dangerous animal protection. Check. Sexy woman. Hot guy. Check. Sounds like we're ready. Where're we going?"
"My backyard." He opened the door and held it while she stepped through, onto the porch.
He closed it and stepped to her right. "Cover your ears a sec."
She shrugged and placed her hands on the side of her head.
He cupped his hands around his mouth and bellowed, "Spartacus. Come here, boy."
Fuchsia lowered her hands.
"Quick explanation. See that small clump of tall Christmas trees?"
She nodded.
"On the other side of that is where my housekeeper, Catori, her husband, and Spartacus live. That's why there's food in the house and fresh flowers by your bed."
"And the fireplace was lit. I wondered about that last night, but was just too tired to ask." She pointed. "So, are we really just going to hike in your backyard?"
"My backyard is nine hundred acres big."
"Uh… let's not do the whole thing today. Save some for tomorrow."
Chuckling, Peyton offered his hand to help her down the stairs. Her hand felt tiny engulfed in his. His heart skipped a beat when they stepped off the last stair and she didn't release his hand. Spartacus bounded around the trees and raced up to greet them. He ran in a circle, barking and wagging his tail. The fur on his body was dark and his white face was outlined in black. His crisp blue eyes gazing at Peyton as if asking, "Are we going for a walk? Can we? Pul-lease!"
Peyton nodded his head to the left, toward a path. "Come on."
The dog raced ahead.
He squeezed Fuchsia's hand. "Third protection. Spartacus will charge around the bush making loads of noise as he chases a squirrel, or whatever, and anything that's dangerous will silently move away."
She stepped beside him and matched his pace. "He won't get hurt?"
"By a squirrel?"
She gave his shoulder a small shove. "No silly. A bear. A wolf."
"He's not dumb. Actually, he's pretty much a chicken. A bit too spoiled by Catori. Instead of fighting, he'll bolt home."
"Okay. Great. I'm about to wander into the wilds of Alaska protected by a chicken. No worries. What could possibly go wrong?"
Dessert
Slightly warmer excerpt
Peyton's focus on his meal was interrupted by the simple fact that every move Fuchsia made heightened his sexual awareness of her. Watching her open her lips and slip a shrimp into her mouth then wipe a dribble of sauce that had escaped and run down her chin was serene torture. He gripped the table to stop himself from leaping across and licking the sauce from her face. Lifting a forkful of noodles, she tilted her head back and let the dangling pasta slip past her lips. When she sucked the noodles into her mouth, a moan rumbled in the back of his throat.
After she'd eaten her last bite, she closed her eyes and shuddered with delight. He swiped a hand across his brow and adjusted his slacks. He poured another flute of champagne and swallowed a mouthful.
She opened her eyes, picked up her napkin, wiped her lips, and sighed. "That was the most incredible meal I've ever eaten."
"You can say that again." He swallowed another mouthful of champagne, then cautioned himself to slow down before he got drunk. And did or said something stupid.
Placing her napkin back on the table, she hunched her shoulders. "Why would you say that?"
"You eat like you dance."
She pursed her lips and frowned. "Well, that needs to be explained."
Chantal placed two wide crystal flutes on the table before Fuchsia and Peyton. He looked at the tall dessert and released a small sigh. Bright red, round cherries, resembling over-plump nipples, nestled in a thick sauce and mounded with whipped cream. He lost himself in a fantasy of pouring the sauce between her breasts and licking every inch of her creamy white skin from her neck to her navel. The ache in his groin snapped him back to the present.
"Hi there." She grinned. "You went far away."
"Uh. Sorry. How impolite of me. I was thinking about how much I love this dessert. It's one of my favorites."
She lowered her spoon into the whipped cream, scooped up some and raised it to her open mouth. Peyton had to release his grip on the stem of the flute before he snapped it. He dipped his spoon into his dessert, snagged a cherry and popped it into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it. The pressure in his pants built to an uncomfortable level. Oh man. You gotta stop. You're killing yourself here.
Blurb and Buy Links
When secrets conflict with dreams, love explodes. Desires is Daryl Devoré’s hot romance.
After a mistake by a surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn's dance career, she picked up the pieces of her life and moved forward. As the owner of a small, struggling dance school in a depressed neighborhood she supplements her income with a late-night job at a strip club. Haunted by the fear of humiliation, if her secret is revealed, her life was under control until the night he walked into the club.
Peyton Lang, having run from an impoverished neighbourhood, lives the lifestyle of a successful billionaire. Frustrated that his current multi-million dollar project is stalled, Peyton drops in to LEATHER-ICIOUS for a quick drink and late night entertainment. What he saw was a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.
After a lusty night with a hot pole dancer, Peyton and Fuchsia's worlds are about to collide.
Next on Backlist Saturday Spotlight
May 21 - Teasers for Desires
May 28 - Reviews.
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