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An Accidental Affair
Liliana Batchelor Series #1
Holly Blackstone
Released March 2013
Erotic Romance
Two souls meet at a dark railroad crossing… there's no hint this night will be the beginning - and end - of everything.
Lily doesn't exist any more - old Lily, anyway. That night made her different, rewrote her life, tore up everything she thought she knew and understood.
How do you go back to normal after you've met someone who has turned your life upside down? When you fear the passionate connexion but don't want to live for anything else? When those few moments were the most intense and intimate of your life and it was the barest taste of what you could have together?
How do you find the strength to not run away from something that has the power to shatter your heart?
Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language and situations that some readers may find objectionable (including spanking and bondage). Content intended for adults only.
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"Really enjoying the strong alpha possessive male qualities of Stuart, Liliana is no simpering girl, their connection and the way the author visualizes that to the reader are really impressive. Did I mention it is smokin' hot?! Really pleasantly surprised with this one, reminds me at times of In Flight series among others."
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Drawn again to the view,
this time with the sky lit up from the sunset, she walks to the wall of windows. The
stones of Edinburgh Castle glow with a kaleidoscope of purple and vermillion hues, the shadows a dark
Payne’s Grey. It would be fun to try and paint, she thinks, to
capture the colour and
movement. The castle looks otherworldly,
sitting on the hilltop with the dwindling rays of the day dancing across it.
Lily senses a
presence behind her, and before she can turn she feels an arm slip
around her waist and warm breath is in her ear.
“I’m so pleased you’re
here”, Stuart says huskily, his
arm tightening, pulling her against his body. He kisses her hair, drinking in the subtle scents that waft off of her.
She is speechless; once again she is spellbound simply by
sharing a room with him. She doesn’t needed to see his eyes; his sultry voice,
accent and the warmth
of his arm around her instantly make Lily feel
wobbly, as if her will is being sapped, as if nothing else matters but that she’s here with
him.
“It’s beautiful”, she says softly, glad he is there to
enjoy the majestic colour, the
fiery clouds, the corona of darkness pushing down
towards the horizon. It is one of
the most gorgeous sights she has ever seen.
“It’s nearly as beautiful
as you”, he whispers it so
quietly she isn’t sure she heard it. Things have moved, this
declaration was a surprise. Probably
just gratitude, she reminds
herself.
“You didn’t need to invite
me to supper.” She says, still watching the light show outside. “You don’t owe
me anything.”
His arm tightens around her. “Is that what you think? The invitation was out of
gratitude for what you’ve done?” God, how that sounded like the very thing she had been thinking.
She doesn’t know what to
say. “Answer me”, he demands, and turns her around to face him.
Stuart’s eyes are ablaze. How they can be blue but
still fiery I don’t know, she thinks as she looks into them and then scans the rest of him. The tailored navy suit hangs off him
flawlessly and his tie is the colour of his eyes. My God… what a
perfect man, she thinks
before crashing back to reality.
She can feel his
annoyance. “You said you’d invite me to dinner as a thank you… when we talked
in the hospital, the note”, she reminds him. “I just assumed…”
“I kissed you last night.”
He sounds incredulous. He doesn’t understand how Lily could
think this way. He steps closer and looks down at her.
“I think you enjoyed it.”
“I…”, she has to look away. Liliana knows what is in her eyes; that she craved more but the desire
frightens her.
“Did you Lily?” His hand moves to her face
and turns it back to his. “Look at me. Did you enjoy it?” She
tries to turn her head again but he holds it firm, his fingers curled around her chin.
She feels cornered. “What do you want from me?” she pleads, her eyes looking at
his mouth, no, not his mouth, not his
eyes…
He moves his right hand and cups her face in
his palms and forces it upwards -
she has no choice. Their eyes meet and it is like falling into an abyss with walls of sheer blue ice on either
side; nothing else is real but those impossible eyes.
“I want the truth, Liliana”, he says her name as
if it is a caress. “I can see it in your eyes regardless. But I want to hear it. Did you enjoy it when I kissed you?”
“Yes”, it is almost inaudible.
“Why are you struggling
against me so?” His thumbs are stroking
her cheeks.
“Who are you?”, she asks,
her voice tinged in wonderment.
“You’ll find out
to-morrow.” She hears a distant
bell. “That will be supper.
Come.” He offers his arm to her.
Holly Blackstone has been writing stories and poetry since she was seven and has always been an avid reader. She enjoys cooking, painting, reading, blogging, music, writing, dancing and gardening, and lives in the Pacific Northwest, just outside of Seattle.
Holly enjoys exploring how her hero and heroine grow when faced with adversity, and believes erotica can not only be sexy and sensual, but contain rich characters and tell a compelling story.
She enjoys interacting with readers and discussing her books and what motivates the people in her stories.
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