On January 4 I posted the beginning of this extract from Breaking the Rules. I love this scene so much I thought today I’d give you just a little bit more of Ramon’s seduction of Grace. I love the way he approaches her slowly, careful not to startle, binding her in an aura of sensuality, hypnotising her. She’s trying so hard to resist him, to let her prudishness control the situation, but she is helpless.
“A ripple of want ran over her skin. Grace clung to the edge of the desk with both hands to steady herself. She inhaled the musky smell of him, all spicy aftershave and shampoo. Robbed of speech, she could only shake her head.
‘You have a beautiful body, Grace. It deserves to be dressed in beautiful things.’
It was only when he touched her she realised she had closed her eyes. She felt the warmth of his hand slide from her hip to the small of her back, the strength in his limbs as he pressed his body gently against hers. His other hand picked out a wavy strand of her hair and rubbed it reverently between his forefinger and thumb.
‘I like your hair like this. You should wear it out always.’
His face was dangerously close to her own, his breath warm against her ear. He lifted the underwear and stroked her cheek with it. Smooth, cool satin.
‘Wear it,’ he whispered. ‘Please.’
Grace quivered as her resistance crumbled. She placed her hands flat against his chest and pushed at him weakly, giving a tiny shake of her head. Beneath his shirt he was a wall of muscle. She thought of the picture of the Marie Claire model and desire flowed through her. Having read his book, knowing what he knew about sex, about women, what he may be capable of, how could she resist him now?
His hands drifted to her skirt zipper as he dusted her jawline with kisses light as butterfly wings. Grace struggled with her racing heart. She shouldn’t be allowing this, she should push him away, but it felt so good to be caressed.
‘Let me show you how beautiful you are,’ he murmured into her throat.
Unwillingly she tipped her head back. The sensation of his lips on her skin was exquisite. How had she lived so long without this? The fingers of his left hand tugged at her skirt zipper. It slid open without a hitch. His hands, deft and confident, tugged the skirt down over her hips until it slithered to the floor.
Ramon took her by the hips and pulled her to him as his lips reached her mouth. His kiss was as tender as his touch. Grace gasped as his tongue swung across her bottom lip then delved into her open mouth. He tasted of sweet coffee. She revelled in the delicious softness of his mouth on hers. It had been so long, Grace had forgotten how good a luscious kiss felt. She lifted a hand and grasped him around his neck, pressing her lips and tongue to his in a fresh burst of passion.”
Sigh – even now, reading it again, I want more. The man has me hypnotised too!
Keep an eye out because next week I’ll be giving you a taste of Ramon with Emma in Bloom. And don’t forget to check Down Under Diva’s out on Wednesday 23rd for the first Pillow Talk guest blog.
Until then. . . X