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Genre: Paranormal erotic
romance
Publisher: Total-e-Bound
ISBN:
9781781841051
Number of pages: 68
Word Count: 20,000
Cover Artist: Posh Gosh
Book Description:
Tamar Steele’s life was
never supposed to be like this. A sensitive working with a team of
paranormal investigators, she is trapped in a loveless relationship
with the team’s medium, Reed James, who believes that having sex on
haunted ground enhances paranormal activity. Tamar maintains their
partnership for the sake of the crew, forcing herself to ignore the
burgeoning sexual tension between her and fellow investigator Jason
Bray.
Until one night when,
alone and bored, Tamar sings to herself and is knocked to the ground
by an invisible force. Somehow she is able to invoke spirits with the
power of her voice. And one particular sexy, matchmaking spirit is
determined to turn her life upside down.
About
the Author:
Tanith Davenport lives in
Yorkshire with her long-suffering husband and pampered cats. Her
interests range wildly between rock music and modern cinema to
medieval literature and the language of flowers. She loves to travel
and dreams of one day taking a driving tour of the United States,
preferably in a classic 1950s pink Cadillac Eldorado.
Tanith's idea of heaven is
an Indian head massage with a Mojito at her side.
EXCERPT
The car park was
deserted, shadowy. They crossed to the left-hand corner, not
speaking, not touching. Tamar unbuttoned her coat as they walked and
let it hang open as she unfastened her jeans. As she unlocked the
door, she heard a rustle behind her, but didn’t turn round. That
would be Reed retrieving a condom.
Opening the rear door,
she threw her coat into the foot-well before climbing inside on all
fours. The seat bounced beneath her as Reed crawled in behind
her—then the car rocked slightly with the slam of the door.
She felt his hands tug
at her waistband, taking her knickers with it, then his warm weight
was on her back and her thighs parted automatically as she felt him
enter her on the first thrust.
“Oh yeah,” Reed
breathed in her ear. “So tight.”
One of his hands slid
under her sweater, pushing her bra upwards to caress her bare breast.
Tamar gasped as his thumb ran over one pebbled nipple, the sensation
sparking something inside her. She ran her hand down her body to the
fork of her thighs, already wet, and toyed with
her soft folds.
Reed groaned, his
movements quickening, his hips crashing against hers with every
thrust. Clutching at the seat, Tamar pressed her fingers to her clit,
moaning, her pleasure beginning to mount. She dropped her head onto
her arm, muffling her cries in her sleeve as her body jolted under
Reed’s, his voice echoing inside the car, oh
God and yes
and fuck
and she was so close, so fucking close—tingling, aching, needing,
yes—
“Oh!” Reed gasped
and tightened his arms around her, crushing her to him. Tamar arched
and groaned, grinding out her own orgasm against her hand.
For a second they were
still, both trembling with aftershocks.
Then Reed let Tamar
drop heavily onto the seat, rolling himself into a seated position.
Tamar shifted onto her side and watched him peel off the
condom—unceremoniously dropping it onto the
floor - and swiftly re-fasten his
jeans before closing his eyes and touching his index fingers to his
temples.
“Yes. Oh, I am on
fire tonight.” He raised a fist in the air in triumph. “Go me!”
Then, without another
look or word, he opened the car door and was gone, slamming it behind
him with a force that rocked the chassis.
Rolling onto her back,
Tamar pulled up her knickers and jeans. She cast a glance of
distaste at the leaking condom and climbed out of the car, wincing
slightly as another stab of pain wracked her body. Reed’s ritual
had done her back no favors.
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