Wow! Can you all believe it’s almost Christmas? I can’t! It seems as if the days have gone by so fast since the last holiday season. Time flies as you get older, or so it seems.
I’m proud to announce my fourth book in my ongoing Santa’s Elves series, An Elf’s Magic, will be unveiled December 15, 2008. Isn’t the cover just absolutely wonderful? It’s sexy and hot and oh, so elf like. LOL!
In honor of this wonderful occasion, I am giving you a sneak peek into the special world of Santa’s elves. Let me give you a little bit of the setup. Lacey Sinclair is made to forget the one encounter she had with the North Pole elves because of their fear of discovery. In this scene, she’s about to become reacquainted with the one she misses the most. I hope you enjoy!
She went into the closet and pulled out another . Lacey put the bag on the bed, opened it and was surprised to find what looked like a wedding program in it. Please join us in the celebration of marriage between Aingeal Mae Locklin and Fearghus Andrew Brodie… “Wonder where this came from?” She tossed it onto the bed and saw a movement out of the corner of her eye. Cuinn had turned sheet white. She put her hand on his arm. “What’s wrong?”
He gave a quick, jerky shake of his head. “Nothing.”
“Ah, someone you fancied? I understand.”
He scowled at her. “You think I fancy…of course, you would…well, I don’t. One isn’t supposed to fancy one’s siblings.”
She threw up her hands at the tone of his voice. “Oh, I assumed by the look on your face it was someone you liked.” She looked at the paper again wondering why she didn’t associate the woman’s name with him. “It’s okay. Maybe you took someone you shouldn’t have or something. There have been some people in my past too. ”
He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. “It’s not like that at all.”
Every contour of his body was rock solid. Her breath hitched and she tried hard to control her breathing. Licking her lips, she looked up at him and lost herself. She wanted to kiss this man, to touch him like a lover, to have him inside her as quickly as she could. Before her thoughts could get the better of her, she brought to mind images of the president, of ghandi, of Mother Teresa, but nothing would to stop her passionate feelings.
****
“Ah – hell –“ Cuinn swooped down on her and captured her lips with his. He couldn’t help himself. From the moment she walked into the conference room in the morning, all he could think about was having her in his arms. He should have told his father at the wedding last year about his desire for her but her place hadn’t cemented in his heart yet. Now there would be no stopping their bonding.
Gently, he pulled back and gazed at her. “I’ll stop if you want me to.”
Lacey quickly shook her head. “No. I’ve never felt something so right.” She pulled his head back to her and his lips captured hers with no tenderness this time, just a hard, raw need.
Still, he knew she needed tender after what had happened to her this past year. Changing the tone of his onslaught, he gently sucked her bottom lip and ran his hands softly down her arms. Rewarded with a slight shiver, he knew his eyes darkened in response to her body’s signals.
The rapid beat of her heart drummed against him. He wanted everything to be right. Trying hard to remember his lessons on sex from his father, he put up his shields knowing some people in the city would feel the energy. He snapped the glamour spell more firmly around him because there were some things she couldn’t know until they had reached the North Pole. He hoped she would forgive him once all had been revealed.
Breaking off the kiss, he breathed hard as he gently cupped her face in his hands. “Tell me to stop right now and I will because you have to be very, very sure you want this to happen.”
“I am…believe me…I am,” she whispered.
He pulled her to him again, his mouth descending on hers, seeking entry with his tongue. Trying to convey the promise of all he could offer, he moved closer to the bed, Easing his knee between her legs. She trembled around him, rubbing herself up and down on the rough fabric of his jeans, then shivered. He hoped she felt the way he did. Slowly, he lowered her to the bed and followed her down.
“I want to touch you the way a lover does.”
Don’t forget the eXtasy Christmas party everyone. It will be happening this Friday, Saturday and Sunday. There are tons of prizes! Hope to see you there!
Lynn
I’m proud to announce my fourth book in my ongoing Santa’s Elves series, An Elf’s Magic, will be unveiled December 15, 2008. Isn’t the cover just absolutely wonderful? It’s sexy and hot and oh, so elf like. LOL!
In honor of this wonderful occasion, I am giving you a sneak peek into the special world of Santa’s elves. Let me give you a little bit of the setup. Lacey Sinclair is made to forget the one encounter she had with the North Pole elves because of their fear of discovery. In this scene, she’s about to become reacquainted with the one she misses the most. I hope you enjoy!
She went into the closet and pulled out another . Lacey put the bag on the bed, opened it and was surprised to find what looked like a wedding program in it. Please join us in the celebration of marriage between Aingeal Mae Locklin and Fearghus Andrew Brodie… “Wonder where this came from?” She tossed it onto the bed and saw a movement out of the corner of her eye. Cuinn had turned sheet white. She put her hand on his arm. “What’s wrong?”
He gave a quick, jerky shake of his head. “Nothing.”
“Ah, someone you fancied? I understand.”
He scowled at her. “You think I fancy…of course, you would…well, I don’t. One isn’t supposed to fancy one’s siblings.”
She threw up her hands at the tone of his voice. “Oh, I assumed by the look on your face it was someone you liked.” She looked at the paper again wondering why she didn’t associate the woman’s name with him. “It’s okay. Maybe you took someone you shouldn’t have or something. There have been some people in my past too. ”
He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. “It’s not like that at all.”
Every contour of his body was rock solid. Her breath hitched and she tried hard to control her breathing. Licking her lips, she looked up at him and lost herself. She wanted to kiss this man, to touch him like a lover, to have him inside her as quickly as she could. Before her thoughts could get the better of her, she brought to mind images of the president, of ghandi, of Mother Teresa, but nothing would to stop her passionate feelings.
****
“Ah – hell –“ Cuinn swooped down on her and captured her lips with his. He couldn’t help himself. From the moment she walked into the conference room in the morning, all he could think about was having her in his arms. He should have told his father at the wedding last year about his desire for her but her place hadn’t cemented in his heart yet. Now there would be no stopping their bonding.
Gently, he pulled back and gazed at her. “I’ll stop if you want me to.”
Lacey quickly shook her head. “No. I’ve never felt something so right.” She pulled his head back to her and his lips captured hers with no tenderness this time, just a hard, raw need.
Still, he knew she needed tender after what had happened to her this past year. Changing the tone of his onslaught, he gently sucked her bottom lip and ran his hands softly down her arms. Rewarded with a slight shiver, he knew his eyes darkened in response to her body’s signals.
The rapid beat of her heart drummed against him. He wanted everything to be right. Trying hard to remember his lessons on sex from his father, he put up his shields knowing some people in the city would feel the energy. He snapped the glamour spell more firmly around him because there were some things she couldn’t know until they had reached the North Pole. He hoped she would forgive him once all had been revealed.
Breaking off the kiss, he breathed hard as he gently cupped her face in his hands. “Tell me to stop right now and I will because you have to be very, very sure you want this to happen.”
“I am…believe me…I am,” she whispered.
He pulled her to him again, his mouth descending on hers, seeking entry with his tongue. Trying to convey the promise of all he could offer, he moved closer to the bed, Easing his knee between her legs. She trembled around him, rubbing herself up and down on the rough fabric of his jeans, then shivered. He hoped she felt the way he did. Slowly, he lowered her to the bed and followed her down.
“I want to touch you the way a lover does.”
Don’t forget the eXtasy Christmas party everyone. It will be happening this Friday, Saturday and Sunday. There are tons of prizes! Hope to see you there!
Lynn
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2 comments:
That has to be one of the most erotic and beautiful covers I have ever seen. I loved the excerpt too. Congrats!
Thanks, Stephani. I thought so too.
I've heard from some people that this is their favority elf book as well.
It must have been the cover. LOL!
Lynn
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