Wow! I finally made it…I hate
computer problems…don’t you?
But today isn’t about me or
my computer issues. Today is for Sommer Marsden and her family. They are going
through some very hard times right now and need our support in any way we can
help. So, some authors are getting together and doing this blog hop for her.
That’s what friends and the writers communities do…pull together when one of us
are in need…if you can help out, please, please do so.
For my part, I will give away
one copy of any book of mine if you can tell me just one thing about Sommer.
Now, you can find out a few things at her website http://sommermarsden.blogspot.co.uk
or you can even go to Snog for Sommer post here http://smutforgood.co.uk/a-snog-for-sommer/
as there are a few more things there about her as well.
I hope that once you read all
about this talented author, you help us lend her a hand.
Now, on to the snogging.
After all, isn’t that one of the perks for following the hop? Here’s just one
of my snogging events that happen often and frequently in my books. This one is
from a historic erotic romance called, The Haunting of
Maggie Grey. This award
winning book is on sale at eXtasy Books for just $0.99. Here’s
the setup:
Maggie Grey had wanted to be a doctor all her life. She achieved
her dream along with her husband, Justin. Together they planned to build a
clinic on his ancestral home on the Isle of Skye in Scotland. But women doctors
in the year 1882 didn’t have many options and even fewer if they were widowed
like she had been recently. Arr iving
in England to visit Elizabeth Blackwell, founder of the London Medical School
for Woman, she is discouraged to find that the only real health care on the
remote Isle of Skye will be herself, a few aging doctors as well as veterinary doctors.
But she must build a clinic there to escape her memories and
fulfill her late husband’s dream. Maggie goes by train and boat to the rather
bleak Isle of Skye. The island is almost as barr en
as she feels and she isn’t sure if she can even fit in. Add the fact that her
dead husband is haunting her with the request for her to fall in love again and
she knows she’s losing her mind.
But the people of Skye need her…and she is determined not to let
them down...but they are slow to accept a widowed woman doctor. Now if she were
marr ied again…that would be a
different matter…and her dead husband, Justin, knows just the right man for the
job, Conall MacGryman, his childhood friend and cousin, a veterinary for the
island. Now all Justin has to do is to convince Maggie to give the man a chance
so she can fall in love again…for both their sakes.
And here’s their marvelous
first kiss. All full of passion and warmth. Hope you enjoy!
“Maggie,” the seductive whisper of her name brought her soft
brown eyes to glance quickly at him. “Do not turn away from me, girl.” His hand
curled completely around her head, filing his palm as if she were a small
child, holding her where he wanted. He was so large and she was so small. Never
had he felt like he held a fine piece of fragile porcelain. Winding his fingers
into the silk of her hair, he slowly, he forced her to face him, gazing deeply
in her brown eyes.
“I am going to kiss yeu now.”
He lowered his lips to hers, devouring her bottom lip in one
swoop. Nibbling at the edges, he gained access to her mouth and groaned. Conall
did not want to scare her off. But he needed her in the worst way and he was
sure if she would just press herself against him, she would feel his hard
shaft, would know his body wanted her much in the same way he was sure she
wanted him. They had danced around each other for two months but the woman
acted like a virgin instead of the widow he knew her to be. The deep red color
of her hair should indicate her passion ran hot instead of the shyness she
displayed with him on many occasions..
“Open up completely, girl,” he whispered even more seductively
than the first time, as he softened his mouth
to stroke against her soft lips. He was surprised when it took little
prompting on his part to get her to open her mouth as his tongue slid in.
Neither of them was naive as to what happened between a man and
a woman. He had wanted her from the
moment he saw her at the train station in her widow’s robes. He’d know she’d
suffered a great loss and knew he must
bide his time until she was ready to give herself to him. The storm had provided the perfect situation for them to be together and if she was
willing he was going to take full advantage of it.
He only prayed she felt the same about him as he did about her.
***
Finally. Now, be happy and thoroughly loved.
Slowly, Maggie closed her eyes as Justin’s words echoed in her
head. The realization she had Justin’s blessing, freed her. She wanted Conall.
Yet didn’t understand why she felt like a shy little girl with this man. He was
not much older than her, but he was wise in ways she could never understand.
Against his seeking lips, her mouth opened, allowing him full
access to its inner recesses. It had never felt this way with Justin. She had
never experienced this out of control feeling of burning need in the pit of her
stomach. A need she understood only this man and his body could ease. Making
love with her late husband had been nice and warm, comfortable. Nothing like
this burning inside her that was fast threatening to rage out of control.
His tongue sought and stroked hers, waging a war with her for
the upper hand. The man towered over her yet she needed to get as close as she
could to him. Rising to her tiptoes, she pressed her body closer against him.
There was no denying the heat being generated. The feel of his hard shaft
relentlessly pressed into her belly. Picking her up gently, he pressed her
against the barn wall.
“Put yeur legs around me,” he murmured, before delving deeper
into her mouth.
He eased back and worked his mouth across her warm skin, placing
hot kisses against her soft neck. She was surprised when cool air brushed
against her skin, but the feel of his rough hands as they moved along her legs
when she wound them around his hips, filled her with liquid heat. With his eyes
on hers, he gently ran his hand along her inner thigh, toward the core of her
being.
She had never felt this way before…trembling from the hot and
cold sensations moving over her, through her. Everywhere his strong fingers
touched, more liquid fire pooled inside her. She feared if he got much closer,
she would burst into flames. “Wait, please.”
He pulled back, looking at her. “Did I hurt yeu?”
She put her hand on his whiskered cheek. “No, you could never
hurt me. I just need to catch my breath.” She quickly realized he was going to
lower her to the ground and step away. She cupped the back of his head and held
him in place. “I don’t want you to stop. Please, I just—I have never—” The
corner of his mouth tipped before he silenced her with a quick kiss and lowered
her feet to the floor.
“I am going to take yeur clothes off,” he said, reaching for the
buttons on her blouse . “When I’m finished, if yeu would like, I will let yeu
do the same to me.”
Maggie had only loved one man in her life and that was Justin.
If she crossed this bridge, she could never go back. Justin’s voice filled her
head.
Please for both of us, make love to him, I give you my blessing.
I need to know you are happy before I go.
She hesitated, but only for a moment. But it was long enough.
Uncertainty echoed in his deep brogue. “If yeu do not want this
–”
She gently placed her finger over his lips. “I want very much.”
She pulled his head down to hers and gently nibbled on his lip.
Hope you enjoyed that snippet.
Don’t forget to visit all the great authors from a Snog for Sommer.
They have even more amazing and sexy snippets to share.
Have a great week!
Lynn
Thanks for joining in with a Snog for Sommer, it’s much appreciated.
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