Touch of Lust Reviews
"The anthology overall had
some great love scenes with my favorites being in Touch of Lust
by Liddy Midnight. I will definitely have to check into getting more
stories in her shifter universe." -- Ann Barber, Just
Erotic Romance Reviews
Flavors of Ecstasy 2 Reviews
"I feel that this
latest installment in the ongoing Ellora’s Cavemen line has
something for everyone...Overall I think Flavors of Ecstasy: Volume Two
more than lives up to previous installments, and if you are looking for
a great way to heat up your summer in a variety of ways, this book is
the way to go!" -- Ann Barber, Just
Erotic Romance Reviews
husband parted the veil and gave her a victorious smile. She drank in
the sight of him. His tanned skin—quite the darkest she’d ever
seen--contrasted with the white of his teeth and the amazing green of
his eyes. The planes of his face were well defined, with sharp
cheekbones that slanted above the slight hollows of his cheeks and a
strong chin. The slash of his dark brows could draw into a fierce frown
when he was angry. Right now, he was far from angry.
lost his smile. Leaning close, he whispered solemnly, “I vow to put
your safety and happiness above my own. You are mine. Forever. We must
observe the social niceties right now but once we are alone I will show
you just what I mean.” As he straightened and set her veil back to
cover her completely, his knuckle brushed her left nipple through the
gasped at the sensations that invaded her, radiating out from the brief
pressure. Oh dear heaven, was that an accident? Cutting a glance up, she
thought a sly smile quirked his lips.
he knew precisely what he was doing. He must know what she was feeling.
Vessel, this was nothing anyone had explained to her! How could she feel
pleasure from his touch? Her mother had never had the time to enlighten
her about her wifely duties and the poor woman who tried to give her
advice last night had been less than helpful. She’d stammered and
cleared her throat more than she’d spoken, and what words she managed
were filled with so many euphemisms Julia couldn’t make sense of them.
pulled her chair out and helped maneuver her voluminous skirts into
place before she sat at the main table. Once seated, she discovered that
the stiffly embroidered bodice of her gown was a tool he used freely.
While settling her into her seat, he repeatedly brushed his hands
against it, either the edge at her waist or the back of the armhole.
Each time he did so it would caress her nipples, sparking delicious fire
in both breasts.
intent must be to drive her insane. The feather-light touches zinged
through her, making her gasp and lean toward him. Not away, where any
sane person would expect to find relief, no, she had to seek out more of
the sweet torture. Further evidence of his intent.
indifferent to her reaction, he leaned across to pass a sauce to her
father, who sat on her other side. His elbow pressed into her breast
through the heavy fabric—and stayed. The pressure remained steady,
causing each breath she took to do his work for him. By the time he
moved, her breath was coming in pants of pleasure. Something inside her
tightened in anticipation, but in anticipation of what she had no idea.
outrageous man she’d married then surpassed everything he’d done so
far. He actually found an opening at her waist and inserted one hand to
caress her skin. And she’d thought that indirectly he caused
uncomfortable heat. The direct touch of his fingers brushing over her
skin, there where no one had ever touched her, made her shiver and break
out in a heated sweat that dripped between her breasts and pooled
between her legs. She held her breath waiting for his next move.
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