BLURB:
Caroline James wants to be the best
investigative journalist London has ever seen. But until she has the money to
leave the small town of Fayre Mead, she's stuck and her resentment is building.
So when she’s assigned to cover the Lakeland Horse Trials and meets sexy,
dark-haired, and astoundingly fit horse trainer, Michael Canton, she is happy
to vent some sexual and emotional frustration…and write
the story of her career. But after getting personal with Michael, can she
remain impersonal with the article?
Michael Canton will do anything in his power to silence his tyrannical father once and for all. Under extreme pressure to compete in the countries show jumper trials and prove his worth, Michael’s fiery emotions are running high. Caroline’s beauty and sexual confidence stokes an inner strength and determination he never knew he had. But can he trust her to know the difference between fact and fiction? Together, they are a formidable team…but will their burning ambitions ultimately blow them apart?
Michael Canton will do anything in his power to silence his tyrannical father once and for all. Under extreme pressure to compete in the countries show jumper trials and prove his worth, Michael’s fiery emotions are running high. Caroline’s beauty and sexual confidence stokes an inner strength and determination he never knew he had. But can he trust her to know the difference between fact and fiction? Together, they are a formidable team…but will their burning ambitions ultimately blow them apart?
EXCERPT
Still sitting in his lap, she reached behind
her and lowered the zipper of her dress. It fell down over her shoulders,
revealing naked breasts. His erection ached at the sight of her creamy white,
perfect tits with nipples big and dark. He licked his lips and moved forward to
suck one hard tip into his mouth. Her gasp sounded above him.
Her skin smelled of something sweet and sexy,
innocence mixed with danger. He inhaled deeply as he grazed her pebbled nipple
with his teeth before reclaiming her mouth. Her tongue was rigid and demanding
against his as they fought for supremacy.
Rolling her over, he shimmied the dress down
her body and tossed it to the floor. Naked, but for tiny satin panties,
darkened by juices at her clit, Michael didn’t think he had ever seen a woman
look more beautiful. He drank in every inch of her, knowing deep inside that
this might be the only moment he’d ever see her like this. The only chance to
take her, to watch her enjoy unadulterated pleasure. God, he wanted to give her
pleasure.
“Michael…”
He snapped his gaze to hers. She watched him.
Her eyes were heavy lidded, screaming for him, wanting him. Male pride surged
like a fireball behind his ribcage. He crawled up beside her and kissed her,
his fingers trailing over her breasts, lower over her torso before diving into
her panties.
She was wet. Soaking wet.
His hand glided over her narrow strip of pubic
hair to her rigid clit. He circled, stretched, and teased, then moved lower
until his fingers found her slit, his blood roaring in his ears. He felt alive,
masculine and powerful. Her legs opened and he thrust two fingers deep inside.
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Rachel Leigh lives in the UK and has been married
to her own sexy hero for fifteen years.
With four novellas contracted with The Wild Rose
Press, Rachel is busy plotting her fifth, sixth and seventh. She plans to
venture into the historical genre for the first time and write a trio of
novellas set in a small English village in the early1900s. The characters we
meet aren’t quite as prim and proper as they seem…
When Rachel isn't writing, she's reading,
watching TV, running around after her two daughters....or playing with her
husband.
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