Thanks for stopping by for another First Kiss Friday. I hope you’ve been enjoying my blog and finding some new authors. Today’s guest is Eliana Piers who has an excerpt from Good Duke Gone Bad. Be sure to read all the way to the end to learn about Eliana’s giveaway. Happy reading and enjoy, my lovelies!
Excerpt:
THERE WAS SOMETHING ABOUT the way Lyle was holding his neck, as though he were in agony. As though it matched her own agony. She wanted–if she could finally admit it to herself–to touch him; massage away that pain. Her body was craving his nearness, and was jealous for his touch.
He was leaning in and she knew, she just knew he was going to kiss her. Her. She had resigned herself to being an on the shelf spinster. And him. He was…well, what was he now? At first he’d seemed arrogant, but then those closest to him–Joe and Lady Anna–had declared him kind and caring.
So now, she just yearned to have him wrap around her and she truly didn’t know what else to expect. But he must have been reading her mind, for he slipped a hand into the folds of her skirt and tugged her into him.
She tumbled through the scant inches between them and bumped into his body, unable to quell the heat mounting inside her. It was blazing, thick, and blurring.
The blurring clouded her eyes, and she couldn’t see what was happening, but oh, she could feel it.
His warm, gentle lips at the corner of her mouth. Then moving across her bottom lip, with a soft nip for her to open to him.
She felt reckless. Wanton. And carefree. This was a moment she was made for. Somehow her body was taking over her brain, and there was only giving in to it. And him.
With parted lips, she offered herself to him.
Lyle groaned low and quietly. For her. Suspended in time, she felt his hands begin roaming her sides. She couldn’t help a soft mewl. And then it was as if he was answering a deep call in her soul because his mouth, hot and wet, trailed down her jaw, back toward her ear, and down her neck.
One of his hands slipped down the small of her back and squeezed her bottom, pulling her up and even closer to him.
He moaned her name.
Lyle just moaned my name. Lyle… When had she begun to think of him as Lyle? He was no longer just that man. And this Lyle meant something to her, reticent as she was to admit it.
His hands gripped her waist and lifted her onto the table behind her. He swung her legs open and stepped between them. Lyle, who with everyone else had always been reserved, quiet, a mastermind behind the scenes, was taking action again with her. But this time it was passionate action.
Her head dropped back and his kisses trailed down her chest to meet the fabric of her dress. Oh, she was grateful to be dressed anew in her lower cut gown with an easily removable canezou that would grant access to her nipples that were now hard little nubs, aching to be…what? She didn’t know. But licked sounded divine.
“Lyle,” she pleaded. “More.” Her hands rubbed up and down his strong, rippled forearms, and another jolt of desire swept through her.
He moved her arms to his chest as he reached for her dress and untied it to release her waiting orbs. Please and yes were whispered into the universe by her and him. Together.
A warm hand lifted her yearning breast to his mouth, and he lavished it with a searing hot tongue.
His hands dropped to the hem of her skirt. “May I?” he mumbled.
He was asking her for permission. He wasn’t just taking what he could. He was giving her time to decide how she wanted to progress with him, and if she would. He wasn’t manipulating her, he was engaging her in the decision.
And by asking, he took away the question in her mind. Her body answered yes, yes, and more.
He lifted the fabric and bunched it around her hips, exposing her legs–and more–to the breeze. She wanted to lean back, but he held her upright as one hand feathered its way up her calf, behind her knee, and across her thigh.
Her core was throbbing. Throbbing for him. She needed him more than she’d ever needed anything in her life. More than air, more than water, more than dirt.
Dirt. The word jarred her into realization. He was her employer. She needed this job for her future. Her future.
“Lyle? What are we doing?”
He pulled back a margin to look into her eyes and whispered, “Only what you want to be doing.”
And as his hand swept across her inner thigh, she knew she wanted this. If she was to be a spinster, at least she would have this memory. This one moment in time with the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. Yes, she could admit it now.
He was magnificent.
Brazenly, she leaned in to offer a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth, just as he had done to her earlier.
He grinned as he leaned her back against the table. “Let me show you more, Bella.”
And his head was down between her thighs and her world exploded. What kind of man would treasure her this way? Kissing her inner thighs and slowly, oh Lord, ever so slowly sliding his lips to her muff.
Her eyes were squeezed shut as his tongue slipped between her lips, down there, and she saw black, white, blasting colors like fireworks.
“Oh, Lyle, please.” Her hands reached for something to hold onto. The table. Loose pots or plants. Her sanity.
“My darling, you’re beautiful,” his warm breath shook her anew, and then his tongue was lapping at her nub and all heaven broke loose.
LYLE’S AROUSAL WAS THROBBING. Clamoring against his breeches, it was begging to be released. His heart was stomping against his chest. He had never felt this way before. He had no clue what she was doing to him, and he didn’t have enough conscious awareness to plan his next move. He just needed now.
But he also knew that he needed this time to be for Bella. She was beauty, intelligence, strength, all wrapped into one. He would worship her body and praise her spirit.
This woman irritated him to no end, but somewhere along the way that irritation had evolved into inspiration, and he wanted to be something for her. Not just someone for himself.
His whole life he’d been focused on himself and his dreams. And his secrets. He was living his dream now, earning his own way in the world. But being here with her, he craved to be worth more.
So this needed to be all about her. All of his experiences culminated to this point, to her notch. Her warm, wet, notch. This was his only focus. He wanted her to feel all layers of pleasure, excruciating pleasure. And calling his name. He wanted to be the one to give her this gift.
So he sucked on her and lapped on her nub with a rhythm no body could ignore. And he laved and dipped inside of her until she yelled his name. And then he let her quivering cunny hold his tongue captive. The reverberations on his tongue made him even harder. He pulled out, releasing a grunt. Then braced himself with palms down on the table on either side of her hips.
She was still moaning her pleasure, and drawing out his name, “Lyle.”
He stood up, wiped his mouth, and yearned for more of her. As he gazed down, sprawled out on the table, eyes closed, he had an undeniable urge he’d never felt before.
Reaching down, he gathered her up into his arms and pressed her close so that her body molded to his. He could feel every inch of her against his groin all the way up to where she was tucked just under this chin, and he realized he didn’t want to let go. He was glad he had impulsively hired her, for redesigning even a small part of the garden. Maybe he could expand the area and she could stay longer. Maybe the gardens could be struck by lightening, and he would really have her for a long time.
What feelings of protectiveness and yearning came over him. Like finding a home he never knew existed. A home he never knew he wanted.
From her seated position, she was propped up against his chest with her arms draped around his neck as he stood between her legs again. Holding her, he ran his fingers gently along her bare skin. He nudged his nose against her neck and murmured into her hair, “Bella. My sweet, Bella.”
Good Duke Gone Bad (Book Three)
By Eliana Piers
Enemies make the best lovers…
Until they reveal their true identities…
All Lady Bella wants to be is herself. And if that includes being a spinster, so what? She’s starting her own business doing what she loves, designing gardens; despite the ton looking down their noses at her ambitious spirit. She has the intelligence and competence to pursue her dreams, but can her heart and soul resist the lips of her infuriatingly desirable first client…
Mr. Lyle Fairfax does not want a wife. Not one picked by himself and certainly not one from the kindhearted, meddling, but discreet, dowager duchess. In Lady Bella he sees his escape. Her coming in to redesign his gardens is the perfect distraction to keep him too busy for a wife, as well as keep his secrets safe for now.
Her and her rose-tinted lips and ample… busyness will keep him from getting married, won’t they?
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Giveaway
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About the Author:
What makes people fall in love? Why do two people end up together? Every love story is unique and that’s what I love to write.
Eliana Piers has been writing and singing stories since she was five years old. After feeling inspired by authors like Julia Quinn, Tessa Dare, and Minerva Spencer, Eliana decided to test her quill on the page.
Writing about love and how two people come to connect and share parts of their souls with each other is now an obsession.
Eliana lives in Canada where she drinks ice caps every day.
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