Okay, I admit I've been totally remiss in posting stuff here. Life has been kinda crazy recently, but in a very good way. And hopefully soon I'll be able to announce some of the exciting things that have been happening to me in the publishing world...

But for now, I leave you with a scene from my A Knight of Passion re-release...

Warning: Contains adult content with hero and heroine having sex on the back of a horse...


Watching her, Reynard took her mouth in a tender kiss. It soon transformed into hot scorching heat. The flames of desire licked at his body, pooling in the hard, swelling flesh of his cock. There was one way to banish the cold from her soul, the fear and pain from her gaze.


Her eyes shivered shut as she opened her lips on a gasp. Reynard slid his tongue into the sweet hollow of her mouth, tasting and teasing with each hungry sweep. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her flush against his body until her breasts were crushed against the hard expanse of his chest. He wished to the gods they were both naked in that moment, but it was nearly impossible on the back of the grey charger—fleeing as they were.


Slipping a hand between them, he plunged his tongue into her mouth, arousing her with every sensual stroke. He tugged on the laces of her bodice, pulling it loose. Sliding his hand inside, he touched the velvet heat of her breast. She moaned as his fingers brushed against the sensitive skin, teasing her nipples. She gasped into his mouth as he gently tugged upon the hardened areoles.


Reynard’s lips slid from hers, nibbling his way to her ear. Gently he teased the pink shell with his teeth, sucking on it until a hiss of pleasure escaped her. He felt her shivers cease as the cold was replaced by the heat of passion. She moaned softly as his mouth roamed a hot wet trail along the silken skin of her slender throat, licking and nibbling. Sliding her hands around his neck, she gasped as she tightened her hold and pressed against his hard torso.


Splaying a hand against her back, Reynard leaned forward and forced her to lie back against the saddle. With his free hand he pulled down her bodice and yanked the loose neck of the silk smock until he freed a swollen nipple. His mouth instantly latched onto her velvety flesh, his teeth grazing the pink bud. Wrapping his lips about it, he sucked the bud deeply into his mouth. Wild lust roared through his veins like a storm breaking at sea as his shaft became a full-blooded erection. He felt the insatiable need to plunge into the tight, honeyed heat of her sex.


Rianna moaned as he suckled her breast, shards of heat and carnal need imploding between her thighs. Plunging her hands into the rough silk of his hair, she held him closer. Her body instinctively bucked against him, desperate to feel that part of him sliding into her wet core. The last traces of the horror were obliterated by the pleasure streaking through her veins.


Reynard felt her shudder, heard her gasp, and knew she was all sleek heat and wet fire, in dire need to have her sweet cunny full of his rigid cock. Releasing her delectable nipple, he slid his arm beneath her. Holding Rianna to him, he sat upright. With a wicked smile, he slipped his hands beneath her soft buttocks. Lifting her, he scooted forward. He settled her directly onto his lap, spreading her legs wide over his. He watched through his heavy lidded gaze every nuance of emotion crossing her exquisite face.


A gasp of delicious shock escaped from her parted lips when his hand slid up under her skirts and caressed the inside of her thighs. Reynard felt her quiver in anticipation. He inched his fingers closer and closer until they were raking through the thatch of curls. He caressed lower, over her nether lips, now drenched with her hot cream. Pouting and open, they waited for his throbbing erection.


Reynard slid one long finger deep inside her honey slick sheath. He almost came out of his skin when she groaned and arched against him. He needed her now as much as she needed him. Gliding his finger from her scorching wet heat, his hand flew to the laces of his hose. In one swift motion, he freed his pulsating cock. The rush of ecstasy coursing through him was enough to make him moan. Sliding his hands beneath her rump, he lifted her until her cunny kissed the tip of his shaft.


Reaching out, Rianna gripped his shoulder.


“Devin?” She asked, her eyes glazed, a tremor of fear and need colliding in her voice.


“Hush,” he whispered against her sweet lips. “I’m going make you warm,” he murmured as his hands slid up to her hips. Slowly he guided her quim down upon his bucking cock. A low growl of pleasure broke from Reynard’s lips as the wet pulsating heat encompassed him, fitting him like a glove. Tightening his jaw against the overwhelming pleasure, he wrapped an arm around her, pressing their two bodies even closer.


“You’re going to like this, ma chérie. I learned this on Crusade. The infidels like to pleasure their women in this way. ‘Tis said to drive them to such heights of ecstasy, not even the heat of the desert sun can melt them more.” Taking up the reins, Reynard dug his heels into Sturm’s flanks and sent him into a canter...




A Knight of Passion Available Now in ebook, Coming Soon in Print...


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