Includes: Bound (For His Desire Book 1) Shaved (For His Desire Book 2) Punished (For His Desire Book 3)
Elena knows nothing about the mysterious man she meets on a blind date, yet he is about to change her entire life.
Excerpt: Elena hadn’t quite been sure what to expect, but the obscenely lavish house spread out before her was beyond what she had imagined. “It’s beautiful,” she said, feeling even as she said it that ‘beautiful’ was much too weak a word to describe the opulence that surrounded them.
“It’s home,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. Of course he could be blasé about it; he lived there. To Elena, though, it was quite impressive. He invited her to look around as he offered to get some wine. Elena wandered from the foyer into a library, perusing the shelves and finding an interesting mixture of vintage books and expensive curios.
He returned with two wine glasses and a bottle itself. He showed it to her as though to get her approval. “Looks good,” she told him. It was wet and would taste of grapes; that’s all she knew of wine and all she needed to know.
“You have one of everything,” she remarked, looking around and smiling.
“Not everything,” he said. “I like to collect things from my travels.”
“You travel often?” she asked.
“For work, generally,” he replied. “It does keep me busy. Tonight was a good break from work.”
Elena smiled at him as though to remind him that the evening was not over. Indeed it was a good break for her, too. She was distracted, not by the house itself – though it was very distracting and she could have spent hours wandering through the various rooms admiring his décor – but by his hands. She watched as he uncorked the bottle, her gaze transfixed by each action he performed. She realized how much she wanted those hands on her body.
Michael looked up then, as though reading her mind, and she blushed as their eyes met. He handed her the glass of wine and she tasted, her unsophisticated palate unable to discern the variety of wine.
“It’s good,” she murmured.
“I’m glad you like it.” He was standing close enough to her that she would swear that she could feel his body heat. He leaned in and kissed her, parting her lips and tasting her. She returned his kiss eagerly, her arms wrapping around him. She pressed her body against him, tasting him and letting him taste her. It was better than she had hoped.
Reluctantly he pulled back, breaking the kiss. He had other plans that did not involve making out in the library all evening. Elena was obviously disappointed that he pulled away. She was breathing hard, wanting more.
“Tease,” she said.
“It’s only a tease if I don’t intend to follow through."