Tony's Haven
Author: Dominique Eastwick
Blurb
Tony Sherman may be a modern day Adonis and a well-known ladies' man, but hiding beneath his carefree, playboy persona is a man no one really knows. He keeps his desire to protect all those he loves from being seen by anyone, particularly his family. Fate intervenes when he uses his charm to beg a favor from a co-worker, a women as unaffected by his charisma as she is by his looks.
Haven Pelletier is anything but the kind
of woman usually found on Tony's arm or in his bed. She's mousy and rubenesque,
unmoved by his Adonis appearance. But when circumstances bring them together,
she sees right through his tarnished armor—to the true man underneath.
As Haven learns more about Tony, she
discovers a man who might just steal her heart if she lets him. Can Tony be the
knight in shining armor Haven needs? Or will the secrets in his past keep them
both from finding happiness?
Excerpt
Her lips moved under his,
begging him to open to her, begging him to give her a try. She took his hand and
placed it on her full breast. Her nipples immediately pearled in his
hand.
His mind screamed to stop this now, but his body didn’t seem to be listening. From the moment her soft, full lips touched his, he was putty in her hand. His only hope of survival was that she had not yet become aware of it.
"J.C.—" He moaned into her mouth and said unconvincingly, "We can’t do this."
"Shh." She pressed her breast further into his hand. "Just feel me; let me feel you."
"Jacinda, will you listen to me?"
"Not if your words have anything to do with 'this isn’t right' or 'Jacinda, this can’t happen between us.'"
"Exactly, that is—"
"Shh." Jacinda put her fingers against his mouth. Electrical vibrations hummed through her fingertips into his lips. "Please let me do this for you. I want to taste you."
Five words were his undoing. [i] I want to taste you--[/i]
Hunter didn’t care any more; honor be damned! He wanted her. She knew that. She could feel his arousal against her stomach. His cock was straining against his jeans now, begging to be set free. He was on the edge, wanting so much for her to touch him, to help release the agony he had felt ever since she got out of the pool this morning, soaked to the skin.
He kissed her with an urgency born out of need and desire. Somewhere in the last few minutes, his body and brain stopped communicating. His body just took over. He no longer cared that this could jeopardize his long-standing relationship with Tony. Never mind the rest of the Sherman clan. He no longer cared that this was something he had promised himself wouldn’t happen. He only cared that he couldn’t get enough of her. He drank from her and was still thirsty.
His mind screamed to stop this now, but his body didn’t seem to be listening. From the moment her soft, full lips touched his, he was putty in her hand. His only hope of survival was that she had not yet become aware of it.
"J.C.—" He moaned into her mouth and said unconvincingly, "We can’t do this."
"Shh." She pressed her breast further into his hand. "Just feel me; let me feel you."
"Jacinda, will you listen to me?"
"Not if your words have anything to do with 'this isn’t right' or 'Jacinda, this can’t happen between us.'"
"Exactly, that is—"
"Shh." Jacinda put her fingers against his mouth. Electrical vibrations hummed through her fingertips into his lips. "Please let me do this for you. I want to taste you."
Five words were his undoing. [i] I want to taste you--[/i]
Hunter didn’t care any more; honor be damned! He wanted her. She knew that. She could feel his arousal against her stomach. His cock was straining against his jeans now, begging to be set free. He was on the edge, wanting so much for her to touch him, to help release the agony he had felt ever since she got out of the pool this morning, soaked to the skin.
He kissed her with an urgency born out of need and desire. Somewhere in the last few minutes, his body and brain stopped communicating. His body just took over. He no longer cared that this could jeopardize his long-standing relationship with Tony. Never mind the rest of the Sherman clan. He no longer cared that this was something he had promised himself wouldn’t happen. He only cared that he couldn’t get enough of her. He drank from her and was still thirsty.
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