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People always say you never forget your first--whatever. This was my first published book. Back in 2009 I thought it would only be one book. Then the heroine's bestie started demanding I write her a love story also. Then the next generation of kids wanted stories of their own too! Now there are 6 books in this series, with #4 being the perma-free (thanks to Kayelle Allen for that term!) book listed on the right, next to this blog.
I think I've used the initial scene between these two lovers for my Steam blog-hops before. But this is after that--when Alejandro can't get the sexy divorced woman named Tegan, off his mind. When she's in his office so he can pay her for the party-planning services she and her partner did for him, he asks her out. She hesitates, but agrees to see him on the weekend that her ex has their kids. She thinks it will be a one-and-done thing, and that the sexy man who has been dominating her thoughts, will easily tire of her. But will he? Let's listen in on their conversation on their first date, in Buddy Guy's blues club in downtown Chicago.
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I think I've used the initial scene between these two lovers for my Steam blog-hops before. But this is after that--when Alejandro can't get the sexy divorced woman named Tegan, off his mind. When she's in his office so he can pay her for the party-planning services she and her partner did for him, he asks her out. She hesitates, but agrees to see him on the weekend that her ex has their kids. She thinks it will be a one-and-done thing, and that the sexy man who has been dominating her thoughts, will easily tire of her. But will he? Let's listen in on their conversation on their first date, in Buddy Guy's blues club in downtown Chicago.
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She followed the hostess to a table that had an excellent view of the stage, yet was a booth, with privacy for people who might want to touch each other while they watched the rest of the room. She was embarrassed that he might see what she was thinking, on her face, so she tried to look nonchalant. Alex saw her and jumped up to welcome her to his table, by taking her bag away from her, putting it on the booth behind him, and then taking her hand in his and kissing the knuckles. He turned her hand around then, and quickly licked her palm, before he gestured for her to slide into the booth before him.
Tegan was trying to get over the shock that feeling his tongue on her had given her, while she watched Alex pour some champagne into the two glasses that were on the table.
“Champagne?” She asked, willing her voice to stop shaking, “What’s the occasion?”
He smiled at her, as he handed her a glass, then clinked his glass to hers, saying, “A toast, to your saying ‘yes’ to meeting me, and to the first of what I hope will be many yeses.”
They both took a sip of their champagne then, and she was surprised at how much she liked the taste of what she knew by the label, to be an expensive brand.
“Did you have any trouble getting down here and finding a parking space?” He now asked her.
“I can’t afford to park down here,” she answered him. “I left my car in a commuter lot by the airport, and paid for twenty-four hours of parking. Then I’ll have to either redeem my car, or pay for another day.”
He raised his eyebrows as he smiled at her then, “Is that a ploy, so that if you are NOT enjoying being with me, you’ll have an excuse to leave…so you can go rescue your car before it gets towed?”
She flushed before she answered him. “You really ARE an arrogant bastard, aren’t you?”
“Well, my parents were married right before I was born, so the second part of that isn’t true. But I’m a Hispanic man, Tegan, and I’m the oldest son in my family, and an alpha-male. They don’t come much more aggressive than me. I’ve found that I can usually get my own way, and what I want, by just pursuing it hard enough. So yes, I guess I AM arrogant. Does that bother you?”
She studied him then, her eyes seeming to examine him as closely as a bug under the microscope. “No, I don’t think so. I’m too old and confident myself, to be afraid of you. And I also know that I have something that you want. So since I’ve already figured out that this is a game to you, that you like to chase, and I’m the prey, I’ll just have to try to stay a couple of steps in front of you, so you won’t get bored too quickly.”
He laughed now, a hearty, pleased sound that reflected his enjoyment of her company. “God, it’s good to be with a real woman. I’m getting sick and tired of ‘little girls’ who are either too afraid of me to stand up to me, or just interested in getting right to bed, without having any fun getting there. You make me laugh, and believe it or not, I’ve been spending so much time thinking about how much I want to be with you again, that it’s been affecting my work ethic all week.”
“Then I guess it’s good that I already cashed that huge check you gave me, huh? That way if your job is in jeopardy, at least I’ll get mine first.”
He poured more champagne into both of their glasses, then leaned over to gently brush her lips with his. She was shocked at how much the smallest touch of his lips affected her, making her feel like her bones were melting, and liquid was pooling in her thong.
He leaned over further, to trail his lips and then his tongue, along her face to her ear, then down her neck. He whispered into her ear then, saying, “You’ll get yours first alright. And I plan to make sure that you scream yourself hoarse this weekend, so don’t expect to be able to do much talking when your kids get home on Sunday. You’ll just have to tell them that you have a sore throat, and use sign language to communicate with them.”
“Ooh, a sore throat, huh? And I’ll bet you have just the thing for me to suck on, to make myself feel better!”
She ran her hand along the length of him then, their laps covered by the white tablecloth; there was a sharp intake of breath, as he tried to recover enough to be able to talk again. Instead, he reached one hand behind her head, into her hair, and tilted her head back, so that he could kiss her long and hard, making her taste the longing that had been torturing him all week. Some long, sweaty moments later, he released her, and leaned back to wipe his forehead with his napkin.
“Good lord, woman, you make me sweat! And that dress of yours? When I saw you walk in wearing that, suddenly the concept of a little black dress made sense to me, for the first time ever! I almost levitated the table, I got so hard thinking about what must be under it! You’re wearing garters again, aren’t you?”
Now he ran his hand up and down her thighs, under her dress. She gasped when he moved the thong aside, to push one the tip of one finger into her. He smiled at her again, saying, “Do you want me to make you come before we order dinner? I can do it, you know. I’ll just move my finger around a little bit, like this.”
He swirled his finger around, and despite her best intentions to control herself, she felt herself start to quiver, then she moaned softly, as she closed her eyes and gave herself over to a mini-orgasm that made bursts of light appear on the insides of her eyelids. She felt his lips on hers again, and responded like they were old lovers, like they both knew just what the other one wanted.
Reluctantly, Tegan pushed herself away from him, saying, “We’d better be careful! I hear that public indecency charges are a bitch to fight in the city! But if you don’t stop doing that, I’m going to climb on top of you, and have my way with you, right here in the booth! And I don’t think there is a tablecloth big enough to cover up what we’d be doing!”
Alexander laughed softly then, and poured more champagne into their glasses. “Another toast, my dear. To the rest of the night, and to the pleasures to come. And come, and come!”
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This book is part of Kindle Unlimited, so if you have that, you can start reading it right now! I'll always be in love with Alejandro, since he was my first book hero! But the rest of the series is pretty hot also. Read about them by clicking above, on the Reyes books.
What scenes have other authors put up to amuse you, for this steamy blog hop? Check them out!
Tegan was trying to get over the shock that feeling his tongue on her had given her, while she watched Alex pour some champagne into the two glasses that were on the table.
“Champagne?” She asked, willing her voice to stop shaking, “What’s the occasion?”
He smiled at her, as he handed her a glass, then clinked his glass to hers, saying, “A toast, to your saying ‘yes’ to meeting me, and to the first of what I hope will be many yeses.”
They both took a sip of their champagne then, and she was surprised at how much she liked the taste of what she knew by the label, to be an expensive brand.
“Did you have any trouble getting down here and finding a parking space?” He now asked her.
“I can’t afford to park down here,” she answered him. “I left my car in a commuter lot by the airport, and paid for twenty-four hours of parking. Then I’ll have to either redeem my car, or pay for another day.”
He raised his eyebrows as he smiled at her then, “Is that a ploy, so that if you are NOT enjoying being with me, you’ll have an excuse to leave…so you can go rescue your car before it gets towed?”
She flushed before she answered him. “You really ARE an arrogant bastard, aren’t you?”
“Well, my parents were married right before I was born, so the second part of that isn’t true. But I’m a Hispanic man, Tegan, and I’m the oldest son in my family, and an alpha-male. They don’t come much more aggressive than me. I’ve found that I can usually get my own way, and what I want, by just pursuing it hard enough. So yes, I guess I AM arrogant. Does that bother you?”
She studied him then, her eyes seeming to examine him as closely as a bug under the microscope. “No, I don’t think so. I’m too old and confident myself, to be afraid of you. And I also know that I have something that you want. So since I’ve already figured out that this is a game to you, that you like to chase, and I’m the prey, I’ll just have to try to stay a couple of steps in front of you, so you won’t get bored too quickly.”
He laughed now, a hearty, pleased sound that reflected his enjoyment of her company. “God, it’s good to be with a real woman. I’m getting sick and tired of ‘little girls’ who are either too afraid of me to stand up to me, or just interested in getting right to bed, without having any fun getting there. You make me laugh, and believe it or not, I’ve been spending so much time thinking about how much I want to be with you again, that it’s been affecting my work ethic all week.”
“Then I guess it’s good that I already cashed that huge check you gave me, huh? That way if your job is in jeopardy, at least I’ll get mine first.”
He poured more champagne into both of their glasses, then leaned over to gently brush her lips with his. She was shocked at how much the smallest touch of his lips affected her, making her feel like her bones were melting, and liquid was pooling in her thong.
He leaned over further, to trail his lips and then his tongue, along her face to her ear, then down her neck. He whispered into her ear then, saying, “You’ll get yours first alright. And I plan to make sure that you scream yourself hoarse this weekend, so don’t expect to be able to do much talking when your kids get home on Sunday. You’ll just have to tell them that you have a sore throat, and use sign language to communicate with them.”
“Ooh, a sore throat, huh? And I’ll bet you have just the thing for me to suck on, to make myself feel better!”
She ran her hand along the length of him then, their laps covered by the white tablecloth; there was a sharp intake of breath, as he tried to recover enough to be able to talk again. Instead, he reached one hand behind her head, into her hair, and tilted her head back, so that he could kiss her long and hard, making her taste the longing that had been torturing him all week. Some long, sweaty moments later, he released her, and leaned back to wipe his forehead with his napkin.
“Good lord, woman, you make me sweat! And that dress of yours? When I saw you walk in wearing that, suddenly the concept of a little black dress made sense to me, for the first time ever! I almost levitated the table, I got so hard thinking about what must be under it! You’re wearing garters again, aren’t you?”
Now he ran his hand up and down her thighs, under her dress. She gasped when he moved the thong aside, to push one the tip of one finger into her. He smiled at her again, saying, “Do you want me to make you come before we order dinner? I can do it, you know. I’ll just move my finger around a little bit, like this.”
He swirled his finger around, and despite her best intentions to control herself, she felt herself start to quiver, then she moaned softly, as she closed her eyes and gave herself over to a mini-orgasm that made bursts of light appear on the insides of her eyelids. She felt his lips on hers again, and responded like they were old lovers, like they both knew just what the other one wanted.
Reluctantly, Tegan pushed herself away from him, saying, “We’d better be careful! I hear that public indecency charges are a bitch to fight in the city! But if you don’t stop doing that, I’m going to climb on top of you, and have my way with you, right here in the booth! And I don’t think there is a tablecloth big enough to cover up what we’d be doing!”
Alexander laughed softly then, and poured more champagne into their glasses. “Another toast, my dear. To the rest of the night, and to the pleasures to come. And come, and come!”
*****
This book is part of Kindle Unlimited, so if you have that, you can start reading it right now! I'll always be in love with Alejandro, since he was my first book hero! But the rest of the series is pretty hot also. Read about them by clicking above, on the Reyes books.
What scenes have other authors put up to amuse you, for this steamy blog hop? Check them out!
