Today I would like to welcome back to Book Junkie author
Tina Donahue! She is here to celebrate her latest release,
SENSUAL STRANGER from
Ellora’s Cave. I just finished it and my review will be posted later today, but let me warn you this one is seriously hot, hot, hot and oh so delicious! I just know you will love it as much as I did. So please enjoy Tina's guest post today and blurb and don't forget to enter to the contest below!!!
Second Chances…
In romance, I find few things more powerful than a heart-weary hero—or heroine—who believes love won’t come again. Their loss from a previous romance was either too great or, perhaps, they’ve never known anyone who stirred their heart.
In Sensual Stranger, my newest erotic romance, I wanted to explore the theme of second chances, not only for Zach, who suffered a major loss in his life, but also for Toni, a young woman who had known only loneliness.
Their journey to finding each other is lusty, but also heartfelt, causing me to choke up and smile more than a few times. I hope you’ll agree.
Here’s the blurb and an excerpt for Sensual Stranger.
Into his life she came—wanting…willing…wanton
It’s no ordinary morning when Toni Starr arrives at Zach’s garage. Flat broke, with a past she won’t share, Toni’s instantly taken by such a potently virile man. Direct and unashamed, she tells him she’s a motorcycle performance artist who needs work and knows motors.
Zach knows women, and Toni’s unlike any he’s met. Lushly sensuous, exceedingly assured, she’d easily be his match in business and bed. A provocative challenge that stirs him as nothing has since losing his wife. A chance he’s reluctant to take, offering no more than a month’s employment, then she’ll have to be on her way.
The hours tick by. Each word and glance intensifies their denied yet escalating desire, forcing them to surrender to passion and Toni’s need for Zach’s dominance. Driven by carnal hunger, conquered by yearning, they face the unforeseen truth of Toni’s past and a future neither of them expected.
EXCERPT:
What in the fuck are you doing? Tell her to leave.
Zach’s lips parted, but only a sigh poured out as he stared at her slender well-toned arms, as pale and dewy as the rest of her.
When she’d taken off her leather jacket, a wave of lavender had drifted over him, making him damn near dizzy. Who in the hell was she? What was she doing here? In Indulgence of all places?
He stepped closer, barely aware of the pain in his leg. Gaping at her seemed to have comforted his battered muscles better than a fistful of Advil.
Her head remained bent to the motor. Carefully, she wiped the area around the plugs.
“What’s your name?” he asked, surprised at how husky his question sounded.
She continued working, not bothering to glance over. However, a smile colored her voice as she said, “Look at my jacket.”
Confused, Zach returned to the cabinet and lifted the garment. Another cloud of lavender, mixed with leather, washed over him. The muscles in his chest tightened and his cock pressed against the barrier of his fly, wanting out.
Doing his best to ignore his body’s escalating demands, he searched for and found her jacket’s inside label.
She laughed…a deep, throaty sound that tightened his balls even more.
“Not there,” she said, “look on the outside, the back.”
He preferred watching her. A moment passed with their eyes again locked. She broke the contact first. Head tilted to the engine, she used the ratchet with skill, as though it had always been a part of her hand. She didn’t appear to mind the grease, oil and muck that’s a part of any garage.
“Do you see it?” she asked.
Zach had no idea what she was talking about, and then he remembered…her name. Turning the jacket, he grinned at the black rhinestones. They caught the light, winking it back, spelling out a series of letters in a modified script.
“Toni Starr,” he read, thinking the name sounded comfortable on his lips, though not entirely real.
“That’s me.”
Sure. No woman he knew wore head-to-toe leather along with a possibly fake name printed out in sparkly letters on the back of her jacket. She had to be some kind of performer. A stripper?
Yeah, right. A stripper who knew auto repair. “What’s your line of work?”
“Auto mechanic, once you hire me.”
Zach didn’t even try to stop his smile. “What was your line of work yesterday?”
“I was looking for a job. I went through two of the towns north of here.”
The names of those garages flashed in his mind. He lowered her jacket to the cabinet and pinched the bridge of his nose as he imagined her walking the five or so miles between those two places, unless she hitched a ride. “What was your job last week?”
A suggestive laugh bubbled from her, telling him she enjoyed dodging his questions. “I’m a motorcycle performance artist.”
Zach dropped his hand, looked over and completely forgot what he’d intended to say.
Bent at the waist over the motor, her slender fingers on the fender, Toni turned her face to him, while her sweet ass…
He swallowed. She’d assumed the perfect position for him to mount her, just like in a horny male fantasy or a triple X-rated film about a garage owner and a motorcycle performance artist.
His balls began to hurt and his cock lengthened a bit more with nowhere for his erection to go, no place to find relief except in his mind. There, all hell broke loose as he imagined standing behind her, unbuttoning and unzipping her leather pants, peeling them from her plush hips and succulent cheeks.
The leather would surely resist, clinging to her flesh, not wanting to leave its fragrant home. She’d wiggle slightly, helping him. The movement would deliver more of her sweet, sultry scent.
He’d push the pants to her knees and run his fingers over the furrow between her buttocks, slipping his fingers beneath her thong. He pictured it as being black to match the rest of her clothing, unless it was red. Yeah, that was much better—red silk bordered with black lace. His pounding heart liked the image his mind presented. Perspiration prickled the back of his neck. A stray bead ran down his spine.
More pictures unwound in his brain, creating scenes of irresistible lust. His hands caressing her hot, moist flesh. Her damp pussy, slick with arousal. Her vaginal lips plump with need. The decadent aroma of her female musk beneath the lavender and leather. Him mounting her, burrowing his cock into her narrow, heated sheath, tunneling as deep as he could go. Burying himself. Losing himself.
In a woman who wasn’t anything like Meg.
Memories of his late wife drifted close. Zach saw her long blonde hair, brown eyes, the dimples on either side of her mouth as she laughed. He braced himself for the all too familiar pain that always accompanied his thoughts of her. This morning, it was on the mild side. Time had blunted the emptiness and his guilt.
Not certain whether to feel relieved or guiltier than before, Zach stared at Toni. A stranger who wore her name—fake or otherwise—on the back of her jacket, was flat broke and had worked as a motorcycle performance artist. The job title nearly made him grin.
“You’re a what?” he asked.
“Daredevil.” She spoke casually as most would as they explained being teachers, waitresses or convenience store clerks, not daredevils. “Next month, when the circuit starts up again, I’ll be following it as I always do.”
But until then, she needed a job here, walking to reach it.
Sensual Stranger will be available December 15th
***GIVEAWAY***
To celebrate the upcoming release of Sensual Stranger, Tina is offering a contest today. One lucky commenter will have their choice of one of her following books**:
1. Lush Velvet Nights – ebook
2. Adored – ebook
3. Deep, Dark, Delicious – ebook
4. Close to Perfect – mass market paperback
5. Bad Boys with Red Roses – trade paperback
6. Take My Breath Away – trade paperback
** Winner chosen at random. Winner in continental US has her choice of one of the six. Winner outside continental US has her choice of one of the ebooks.
Winner chosen 12/12!!!!
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