Monday, 3 April 2017

Blue Monday: Saskia Walker guests

Every Monday I post a hot excerpt for your entertainment!

Today's guest is Saskia Walker, with a naughty teaser from her novel Reckless, which has just been re-released.

A forbidden lover in the night. A valuable art collection. A mystery to be solved...

When Katrina Hammond finds herself at the center of a struggle for power and dominance between two brothers, she welcomes the darkly erotic charge the situation brings.

Katrina's job is to value a collection of art in the Spanish villa of the Teodoro family, where Sergio Teodoro rules. Sergio is a dominant man who compels her attention. Nicolas, his younger brother - a passionate artist - also seeks her out. One brother will seduce her and win her heart, but danger awaits Katrina in the shadows of the Teodoro villa. As she uncovers the subterfuge surrounding the collection, she finds that there is more to Nicolas and Sergio's battle than meets the eye, and more to her growing allegiances than may be good for her

“Now I see you like this...” Nico’s eyes darkened as he examined her on the bed. “I’d like to keep you locked up this way for much, much longer.”

Why did that arouse her so much? Why now, of all times, was her body responding to his threats as if they were invitations to pleasure? Stupid woman, she chastised herself. But he smiled that smile, and he watched her with those hungry eyes, devastatingly handsome as he moved his hips over hers, pressing his erection against her hipbone so that she knew how ready he was, how aroused he was.

“You can’t keep me here,” she repeated, her voice faltering.

He sighed. “Oh, but I can, and I know I can make you enjoy it.”

“Threats,” she blurted, unable to stop herself. That was the wrong thing to say.

“Threats, or promises?" He licked his lips, eyeing her again.

Katrina pursed her lips, annoyance flashing through her. But the annoyance she felt was more about the responses her body gave to the situation. She was a professional art expert on a commission, pinned to a bed in a foreign country by a man who was contesting her client’s actions, and she was aroused beyond belief. What the hell was happening to her? It was as if ever since she’d got hooked into this crazy situation she’d lost all sense of reason.

He pushed up her top so it bunched under her chin, his fingers brushing languorously over her lace-covered nipples. Infuriated, she wriggled and attempted to dent him with her elbow, which only made him laugh, a dry, husky sound that made her sigh inside. He moved his hand, slowly running it over the surface of her throat and then lower, down around the outside of one breast, slowly cupping it through her bra.

She tried to pull away, but he pushed her back onto the bed, pulling her top off over her head, then pinning her arms to the pillow.

He bent to rasp his tongue over the surface of her bra, where it sent a flame beneath the fabric, beneath her skin and into her breast. She couldn’t voice an objection, her body wouldn’t allow it. With Nicolas lying alongside her—toying with her, his large male body pressing so determinedly against hers, his mouth brushing over her skin—she was rendered speechless, helpless, a victim of her own desire.

Anger flared in her, futile anger. She rolled her hips away from him, turning her back as best she could. But he laughed softly, and his hand immediately went to the underside of her thigh. Pressing close against her back, he stroked his hand under her skirt, pushing it up to expose her G-string and her bottom.

“You want it, you know you do. No woman can look as pleasured as you do and deny herself more of it. I admit how much I want you, Katrina,” he coaxed, “I’m hard. You make me hard. This is because of you.”

She had to count to ten to stop herself responding.

“You’re so hot, damp.” His hand was between her thighs, cupped against the fabric of her G-string. “I feel your need in the palm of my hand.”

She lay still on the bed, her eyes pressed shut, mentally refusing to acknowledge him as his fingers moved the fabric aside and sank straight into the slick wetness of her sex, entering her with ease.

Her heart raced, her body clamoring for him.

“Tell me you don’t want this, that you don’t want me, and I will stop.” He whispered the words close against her ear, huskily, his warm breath teasing over her skin, making her aware of him in every possible way.

Oh God, she wanted him, she wanted him badly, but she refused to move or speak, refused to give in to his demands and to her own lust.

             She bit her lip, lust making her crazy. Even though she knew she had to take a stand and walk away from this situation, she couldn’t deny she wanted him. She wanted to make this – whatever this was – about something other than the reason why they had met, and yet she couldn’t resist him if her life depended on it. 

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Saskia Walker is a British author of erotic romance, an award winning writer and a USA Today bestseller. Saskia's short stories and novellas have appeared in over one hundred international anthologies including BEST WOMEN'S EROTICA, THE MAMMOTH BOOK OF BEST NEW EROTICA, SECRETS, and WICKED WORDS. Her erotica has also been featured in several international magazines including COSMO, PENTHOUSE, BUST, and SCARLET. 

After writing shorts for several years Saskia moved into novel-length projects. Her erotic single titles include TRADING HEARTS, RAMPANT, DOUBLE DARE and INESCAPABLE. Fascinated with seduction, Saskia loves to explore how and why we get from saying "hello" to sharing our most intimate selves in moments of extreme passion. Her novels DOUBLE DARE and RAMPANT both won Passionate Plume awards and her writing has twice been nominated for a RT Book Reviews Reviewers' Choice Award. She has lots more stories in the pipeline! Saskia lives in the north of England, close to the beautiful Yorkshire moors, with her partner, Mark, and a houseful of felines.

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