I just love, love, love book covers and cover reveals! I am also quite fond of our visiting author today. Ellie and I have been online friends and sprinting buddies for a couple years now. I am just tickled every shade of pink to be able to take part in the cover reveal for her first novel, Red Wine & Roses!
Julia Mathers has had bad dates, but the blind date for a New Year’s Eve party takes the cake. Derek Snow, a sexy ambitious lawyer has definite plans for his future and a relationship is the furthest thing from his mind.
From their first meeting, the fireworks fly as the embers of passion ignite into a blazing inferno. Until Derek's ex, a fashion model has designs of her own.
As Julia works to overcome her insecurities, Derek realizes a love he can't deny, but is he too late?
This contemporary romance takes the reader on a treacherous journey of love, betrayal, heartbreak and self-discovery.
He leaned forward kissing the soft skin of her tummy above her belly button as he eased the jeans down over her thighs, steadying her so she could step out of them.
Julia’s breath caught in her throat when he did not find her full figure objectionable. The light from the living room was enough to allow him to see the pale lavender bra and panties with deep purple lace trim. The panties just grazed over her hips, not more than an inch of the silky lavender with the darker lace above. Hooking his thumbs into the sides of her panties, slowly dragging them down her legs until she stood only in her bra before him.
She saw the raw lust in his eyes as he uncovered her. He reached for the delicate clasp between her breasts and with a quick flick had it open. With his fingertips, he pushed the fabric to the sides, off her breasts, then down her arms, letting it drop to the floor. For a few moments, he stood admiring her beauty, admiring her breasts and the lovely gentle curves of her hips. His hand moving to cup the fullness of her breast, feeling the weight of it rest in his palm.
Julia gasped. When he ran the rough pads of his thumbs over both nipples, she trembled at his touch, letting out a sot moan. Her mind suddenly flooded with images of him over her, his eyes half lidded with desire. She reached forward unfastening his trousers, her hand brushing the length of him as she tugged the zipper.
He unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt before shrugging out of it to reveal hard, defined, well-chiseled abs. Julia unconsciously chewed her lower lip while admiring his body. No, not love but definite interest. Who was she to argue with what he saw in her? He had a great body, a great personality, and a fantastic sense of humor. If she had ever dared to pray for the perfect man, Derek would have fit the description.
He had waited long enough. His mouth was on her breast, his tongue flicking over her nipple. She moaned in response. He tugged back, holding her nipple between his teeth eliciting a soft moan from her. Julia’s fingers curled around his length causing him to buck into her grasp.
She stroked slowly all the way down, letting her fingers brush against his balls then back up curling over his velvety head while pulling his briefs down with her other hand.
He groaned, kneading her breasts in his hands as he pushed her gently down to the bed, following her. He let most of his weight rest against her, enjoying the feel of their skin-to-skin contact. His elbows on either side of her ribs, his fingers slipping behind her back as he lowered his mouth to hers, thrusting his tongue deeper mimicking another action he had in mind.
Julia arched into him, as he pressed his hardness against her cleft.
“Not so fast. I told you I want to enjoy you slowly.” He raised up, gliding his lips along her chin, down her neck leaving a trail of wet kisses in a blazing wake. His mouth was on her nipple again, as he shifted to her side. “You are so hot, and the way you respond to me is such a turn on. I want this to last for both of us.” Caressing along her ribs, then over her stomach across her waist, softly caressing her soft skin as his eyes connected with hers, watching for her reaction. His fingers traced a line from her naval down to the small triangle of trimmed hair. He lifted his head “Not shaved. I like that. I think a woman should look like a grown woman, not a child. Although, I’m not opposed to variety either.”
Relief flooded her features as she relaxed into his touch. He had moved to where she was very limited in how much she could touch him so her hands were on his back. Without another word, his trail of kisses continued down her abdomen, lightly kissing at her waist, then the crease where her legs met her torso. As he moved to kiss there, his nose brushed over her cleft causing her to inhale sharply. He peppered her skin with light kisses, his finger caressing along the crease of her folds, then more aggressive as his fingers felt the damp heat of her. His thumb pressed against her hardened bud as he worked it in a circular pattern, his index and middle finger caressing lower.
She nearly came off the bed, her back arching into his touch. A soft moan as her grip tightened on his shoulder.
Gently he pushed inside her. As he did, he moved his mouth over, flicking the hard nub of her clitoris with his tongue.
“Ahhh.” She shuddered at the sensation. He increased his assault, now sucking lightly, and sliding his fingers rhythmically.
She could feel the heat pooling, the edge approaching, her breaths came in little pants. She tightened her muscles, trying to stave it off but it was pointless. She trembled beneath him, putty in his hands as the inferno engulfed her.
“Oh, ohhh. Derek I.” It was all she could get out when her orgasm rolled over her like a freight train. Her hips bucking against his hand, as she gasped against his mouth.
He lifted his head, grinning. “I like how responsive you are to me Julia.” He wiped her slick juices from his face before moving up her body. “Are you ready for me now?”
She nodded, her breaths ragged and her heart pounding.
He pushed her legs apart wider with his knee as he lifted her behind slightly pressing himself against her throbbing lips, rubbing back and forth sensually.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders slightly as his huge head pushed just inside. He held himself there, forcing himself to go slow. His jaw clenched, he wanted to have his release but he wanted to make sure she was satisfied first. As responsive as she had been already he knew she could take more. He thrust quickly, just a couple inches then pulled back.
She gasped, every nerve alert and on fire. It wouldn’t take much for her to reach her climax again. Instinctively, her hips rolled beneath him.
Ellie Mack received her BS degree in cartography from Southeast Missouri State University. After leaving the corporate world for the title of MOM, she has pursued her writing dreams. Nowadays Ellie charts unmapped territory through her fiction and humor writing. She lives near St. Louis with her husband of 30 years and their two teen daughters. When she’s not writing, she can be found scrapbooking, crocheting, or cooking. You can find her musings on her blog Quotidiandose.
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