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Excerpt from Bloom by Kate Belle
Ramon shrugged and slid a hand around her waist, drawing her to him. He pressed his nose into her hair and breathed in her scent. ‘Right now I’d like to make love to you, but tonight is about you, not me. I want to give you exactly what you want, when you want it.’
Emma gaped. Give her what she wants? Since when did a man ever give a toss what she wanted? She’d never been offered that before. Ramon watched her, amused.
‘Do you even know what you want, Emma?’
Emma flushed. Did she? She’d created so many fantasies about Ramon she couldn’t pick just one. Even if she did, she didn’t have a clue how to ask. How do you tell a man you want to cover him in chocolate sauce, lick it off slowly then screw him silly? How do you say you want to be made love to gently and long until you come because you have no choice? Emma stammered and waved her hand in front of her face, as if trying to dismiss her embarrassment.
‘I think I do, I just . . .’ She flushed and looked away.
Ramon took her chin between his forefinger and thumb and turned her face toward his.
‘Don’t be ashamed of your sexuality, Emma,’ he said gently. ‘It’s okay for this to be about you. That’s why I’m here. Experiment with me. Explore. Learn to speak your needs.’
If it wasn’t for his grip on her chin her jaw would be on the floor. Listening to him talk was like being set on fire, slowly. It was like being dropped naked into a vat of melted chocolate. Emma felt her body relaxing, responding to him. God, this man was astonishing. She hardly believed he was real.
His gaze wandered over her shoulders and breasts. The heat of it warmed her skin. She reached up and traced a finger over his lips. They were shaped like a heart and perfectly kissable. He took her finger into his mouth and sucked it gently. She watched him, feeling his smooth tongue massaging her fingertip.
He took her finger and traced a wet trail down over his chin, over his Adam’s apple, then to where his shirt was buttoned in the middle of his chest. He placed her palm flat against him so she could feel the steady beat of his heart.
‘Tonight I’m yours,’ he whispered, ‘do with me what you will.’
That did it. Emma reached her hand behind his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss. His tongue was strong against her own, probing and pushing and seeking. Emma collapsed against him, overpowered by the spicy aroma of his aftershave. He smelled so exotic, like he belonged in the tropics somewhere with a grass skirt and a necklace of shark teeth. Ramon’s hands slid from her shoulders down her back to her buttocks. He pressed her pelvis into his and she thrilled at the solid bulge in his pants.
Moving from her lips he flicked his tongue lightly along her jawline to her ear, then nibbled the lobe. ‘Tell me what you want, Emma, and I’ll give it to you.’
Emma was panting, aware of the moisture building between her legs. She couldn’t remember a time when she’d been so turned on. She tried to gather her tangled thoughts. His kisses had already transported her to some kind of elsewhere. She no longer felt like Emma the hopeless housewife and mum. She was Emma the Goddess, Emma the Siren. She knew what she wanted now and with her eyes closed and her face pressed into his neck she told him.
‘I want you to really make love to me, long and slow. I want it to last. I want to be so turned on that, in the end, I can’t help but come.’
She heard rather than saw Ramon’s smile.
‘Well done,’ he murmured into her hair. ‘And you shall have what you want.’
He bent to kiss her once again, slowly guiding her toward the edge of the bed. His hands wandered over her body, measuring the length of her arms, tangling her fingers in his own, lifting the weight of her breasts in his palms, weaving into the hair at the nape of her neck. Emma gave herself up to him. She felt like a flower blossoming, slowly releasing its petals to the warm spring sun.
Ramon kissed her, sometimes pressing his mouth hard against hers, sometimes brushing her skin with a butterfly touch. He traced her lips with his tongue, the bones of her face with his fingers. He mapped out the muscles in her neck, her fine collarbones, her shoulders. Emma tugged at his belt, but he pulled her hands away. She undid the buttons of his shirt to reveal his muscled torso. She pinched his nipples and was delighted to hear him groan. She liked it when men made noise. It made her feel powerful.a Rafflecopter giveaway
Kate is a woman of many passions who juggles her pens with the rest of her life. She holds a tertiary qualification in chemistry, half a diploma in naturopathy and a diploma in psychological astrology. Kate believes in living a passionate life and has ridden a camel through the Australian desert, fraternised with hippies in Nimbin, had a near birth experience and lived on nothing but porridge and a carrot for 3 days.
Kate lives, writes and loves in Melbourne, juggling her strange, secret affairs with her male characters with her much loved partner and daughter, and a menagerie of neurotic pets.
Breaking the Rules: Grace is a beautiful woman in complete control of her world. A long time ago she chose a career over children and marriage, and has never regretted it. Then Ramon Mendez walks into her office. Ramon is about to commence his PhD, a work on erotic literature, and from the outset there is something about him that makes Grace’s blood run hot. Aware of the need to maintain her professional reputation, she rejects his advances, but he persists. And during their intimate supervision sessions, her defences start to crumble, for Ramon’s work is exposing desires within Grace she never knew existed.
Bloom: Thirty-six-year-old Emma’s life looks as perfect as could be. She loves her solid, straight-laced husband Gary, who has given her three beautiful, if spoilt, children and a secure life. But something is missing. Gary hardly notices her anymore and she feels frumpy and invisible. Her friend, Lisa, talks her into joining a social boot camp class at the local gym. Emma immediately recognises their instructor as the gorgeous runner she sees each evening while walking her dog in the park. He introduces himself as Ramon Mendez. In spite of herself Emma is besotted.
Before long her mind is filled with guilty fantasies of him. One evening, when things at home have become too much to bear, she bumps into him alone in the park. An opportunity presents itself and no one need ever know. Ramon promises and delivers everything that’s missing from her marriage – passion, romance and excitement – but Emma must discover if they are the things she really wants.