Descended
Rose Devereux
(The Red Blindfold Series, #1)
Publication date: February 1st 2016
Genres: Erotica, Romance
“When he said he wasn’t like other men, I should have believed him…”
It’s Sophie Quinn’s chance to make a name for herself. Her assignment: interview investor Marc Brayden, descendant of the most notorious sadist in history, the Marquis de Sade. Her mistake: falling hopelessly, obsessively in love.
Marc is mind-blowingly sexy, but determined to stay away from Sophie. She brings out powerful dominant urges that are dangerous to them both. But when he loses control, the pleasure is more than either of them can resist.
Sophie shut down her heart after too much betrayal and loss. Now she’s thousands of miles from home and under Marc’s spell. What is he hiding? Why do his desires torment him? Torn between love and the truth, she resolves to learn everything she can about Marc’s cryptic past, even if she risks losing him forever.
EXCERPT:
He won’t tell me where we’re going.
He sits across the backseat wearing a slim-cut black suit and a white shirt open at the throat. His profile is sharp, his eyes the color of sterling. Lips curving into a smile, he crosses his muscular arms and repeats what he’s said three times.“Be patient.”
“I am,” I say.
“You’re not. Not even close.”
Through the car’s tinted windows I see fragments of the city – a river winding under gas-lit bridges, avenues that stretch for miles, gilded statues of goddesses and winged horses. Crouched gargoyles stare down from the side of a Gothic cathedral, their curved stone feet white with frost. I turn to look back at them but they’re lost in the February darkness.
“Give me your hands,” he says.
Dutifully, I hold them out. He kisses each one – first the back, then the palm. I’m surprised when he leaves them untied and places each one back in my lap.
“Lift your skirt.”
I raise the front but he shakes his head curtly. I should know by now. “I want your skin against the seat.”
As soon as he sees my naked flesh, his breath catches but he doesn’t touch me. Except for the occasional kiss, he has not touched me in days. Tonight, I understand how someone could die from desperate, unfulfilled desire. I slide closer to him, the black leather cold and smooth against the backs of my thighs.
He holds me away with a wave of his hand. “Not yet,” he says.
“When?”
He doesn’t answer. He just caresses my cheek so lightly it feels almost like my imagination.
Author Bio:
Rose Devereux writes shamelessly erotic romance, some of it light, some of it dark, all of it sexy. In her other life, she is a traditionally published author whose books have been translated into five languages. Reviews of her novels have appeared in Cosmopolitan, The Boston Globe, New York Magazine, and the Associated Press.
She loves animals, sleeping late, champagne, and alpha males.
She lives in sin with her boyfriend and two cats in Boston and New Hampshire.
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Thank you for informing me about this book.
ReplyDeletethank you for sharing about the book and for the excerpt . sounds like a good read
ReplyDeleteHistory's most notorious sadist...well, who could resist, really.
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