For the upcoming Sunflower Season anthology, 70+ historical romance authors have contributed stories and all proceeds will be donate to Ukraine relief. My story, Spy Season, is going to be part of the anthology and it gives us a gimpse at Evie and Anthony's much-hinted at mysterious past (my Deception & Discipline series just in case you haven't read them =)
Here's a little sneak peek at Spy Season:
Anthony
Feeling the beauty’s resistance fade as she submitted to
him, a carnal desire, unlike any Anthony had ever known, filled him. She was
like an unbroken horse, a purebred, and well worth the time it took to tame
her. While he had often indulged in games of control and domination and
submission, he’d never been particularly drawn to the women who were a
challenge.
But this woman? She was challenge incarnate, and mastering
her felt far more satisfying than he would have believed.
With their tongues tangled, he thrust his hips with long,
slow movements. Her heels dug into the small of his back, encouraging him,
spurring him forward, as did her passionate response to his kiss. When he felt
her hesitate, he pressed forward, impaling her with his cock and rubbing his
groin against hers to stimulate the little button of pleasure located at the
apex of her womanhood.
She shuddered, her hips thrusting up to meet him, rubbing
even more firmly against him.
Anthony released her lips and moved his mouth back down
over her neck. Her gasp as he nipped at her tender flesh, biting down only a
little, and the way she clenched around him, drove him onward.
“Oh!” She writhed beneath him, her hands pressing against
his as if she was trying to move them to touch him, but he kept them pressed
down, enjoying the feel of her struggling against him.
Pushing her hands above her head, he moved them together,
so he could hold down both wrists with one hand. Her eyes popped open, and she
glared up at him, but the confliction in her gaze was clear. While she very
much liked what he was doing to her, she didn’t want to like it—he didn’t know
which excited him even more.
Normally, Anthony preferred women who wanted to submit, who
let him take control easily and without objection. This wildcat was nothing
like that, yet he found the difference to be wildly arousing rather than
putting him off.
He thrust in deep again, leaning in to use his weight to
pin her to the bed.
“Tell me you want me.”
“You would like that, wouldn’t you?”
Anthony laughed. She really was challenge incarnate.
“Of course I would, which is why I said it. Now, if you
want me to fuck you, tell me.”
He rotated his hips, grinding his pubis against hers, and
she shuddered, hips lifting. He stopped, and she mewled in protest, her
eyelashes fluttering before she glared up at him again. Grinning, Anthony
dipped his head and nipped her collarbone. She gasped, and clenched around him.
“Tell me, minx, and I’ll make you scream with pleasure.”
Lifting his head, he stared down at her, and she glared up at him as her jaw
worked. The fury in her gaze at being denied was as hot as her passion.
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