Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Blitz : A Need So Insatiable

A Need So Insatiable By Cecilia Robert

(Hearts #1)
A New Adult/Adult Contemporary Romance 
Releasing February 28th, 2014

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 You’ve owned me from the moment I walked into that music room.You’ve wrapped yourself in my heart and mind. I can’t get you out. I don’t want to.” ~ Rafael Van Rees
Sophie Fisher’s life is on fire. If she’s not ducking around corners or slipping out of windows to escape the debt collectors her father's death has left knocking on her door, she’s dealing with her rebellious, fifteen-year-old sister, Lilli. And, as if that’s not enough, Rafael Van Rees crashes into her life—literally—bringing with him a past the public has no idea of. Can she unravel his mysteries before he unravels her, or will his presence finally force her to face the demons she's trying to outrun?

Rafael Van Rees, maestro extraordinaire, prides himself on being in control of his destiny, music and women. As far as he is concerned, his past is a black cloud in the distance--until he meets Sophie, that is, and his world spins out of control in more ways than one. He knows the darkest sins and secrets eventually reveal themselves, but when it comes to Sophie, he'll stop at nothing to protect her from his past. Even if it kills him.
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 “I missed you,” I say.
He exhales, his breath fanning the sensitive skin on my wrist. He presses his lips on my palm, staring at me from beneath his lashes. “I missed you too.” He nips at my fingers. “Ready to work on me?”
The stapler I’m holding slips out of my free hand and clatters on the desk.
“Um, yeah. I just need to send a few more emails.”
“Good.” He moves around the counter to sit on Maria’s chair. It creaks under his weight and his scent slams into my throat. There’s no way I’ll get any work done with him sitting there. Every shift of his body heightens my awareness of him. He leans forward, his cheek touching my shoulder, and my heart thuds faster in my chest.
“You have beautiful fingers,” he says, his breath a warm breeze on my skin.
Aw, hell! Two can play that game.
“You have beautiful lips,” I say. “I spent most of my nights this week wondering how they’d feel on my skin--” He shifts closer, the heat coming off him slams into me. The air surrounding him rearranges, bowing to this god of hotness.
Back away. No, come closer, please. Dear God, deliver me from temptation!
Gripping the mouse, I close the email program and power off the computer.
“You done?” he asks. Did his voice get sexier?
I turn to look at him. Is that amusement on his face?
“For now.” I pull out the bottom drawer and grab my handbag. “I can’t work with you breathing down my neck.” I smile saucily at him, and stand. He quickly tugs my hand, and I collapse onto his lap. He leans in to lick my neck.
Oh.My. God!
“I wasn’t breathing down your neck. Believe me, breathing down your neck would feel very different.” His lips are so close. So very close. His gaze is fixed on my lips. If I move two inches, our mouths would touch.
“Question is, will I like it, or love it?”
He inhales sharply, his pupils dark and dilated.
I hop down his lap, brushing my fingers along the huge bulge in his pants, and wink at him. If he wants to play the flirting game, I’m all for it. I pick up Alejandro’s messages and walk toward his office, feeling Rafael’s hot gaze on me the whole way.
Rafael isn’t where I left him when I return. I pause, taking a deep breath and look around. Rafael is so freakin’ intense. My nerves are still tingling  from the contact with his tongue minutes ago.
I rub my palms down my black pencil skirt, heading toward my desk. A hand grabs my wrist before I can make it there.  Heat skates up my arm like a live wire. I’m yanked into a hard chest and backed up to a wall in two seconds flat. My pencil skirt rides up my thighs as he grabs my legs and tucks them around his hips, pushing his muscular thighs forward. My black heels dig into his back as his body pins me to the wall. He plants his strong hands on the wall next to my head, caging me in. I couldn’t escape if I wanted to.  
“Will you?” The words sound like a growl and his lips are an inch from mine. He smells like liquor, cologne and Rafael.
“Will I what?” I’m trembling like I’m jacked up on electricity and the heat curling between my legs is unlike any I’ve ever experienced.
“Love it?”
Sweet mother of all things holy! That voice! “Time will tell.” I slide my legs off his waist and  duck under his arms, giggling--giggling, for crying out loud--but before I can reach my desk, he slips his arm across my waist and slams me back into his rock-hard chest. “Jesus, Rafael. What’s gotten into you?”
He spins me around to face him. Jesus his eyes! Why am I not ashes on the floor right now? He kisses my forehead, his hot breath fanning my skin and squeezes my hip with one hand before sliding it down to my inner thigh. “I love this skirt. You should always wear this. I love the ripped jeans, but I love this more.” He moves his hand to cup me between my legs, rubbing his palm against me. “I can’t wait to lose myself in you, Sophie. I’m clean, but if you want, we can swap health reports. Are you on birth control?”
“No, not yet.”
“Well, get on it, because I can’t wait to sink my dick inside you, Sophie. Love you until I’m the only thing you can think of. And then, my sweet little butterfly, fuck you so damn hard, the way I’ve wanted to from the moment I saw you in those scruffy boots.”
He brushes his lips on my forehead, my jaw, tracing them along my upper lip, teasingly, breathing life into my skin. His tongue sneaks out to brush the labret on my lip, and he groans deeply. I can’t help but moan in response. His warm breath on my skin has me aching so damn bad. He finally kisses me, and I’m flying. Even gravity can’t hold us down. The world around us falls away and, for a moment, we’re in a place where time and problems cease to exist.
Where it’s just Rafael and me.

Cecilia Robert  writes YA, NA and Adult. My motto: Passion rules. I enjoy writing stories about people finding love in the most unexpected of places,and also about people finding their true purpose in life coupled with adventurous journeys, whether it's urban, fantasy, sci-fi, contemporary or paranormal romance. There's always a happy ever after, no matter how long it takes for the characters to get there.

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