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Links to my books and publisher:
Cup of Fate
ISBN: 1-59279-558-7 (Electronic)
http://amberquill.com/AmberHeat/CupFate.html
I Put A Spell On You
ISBN: 1-59279-586-2 (Electronic)
http://amberquill.com/AmberHeat/PutSpellOnYou.html
Excerpts
I Put a Spell on You
by Cassandra Curtis
http://www.amberquill.com/AmberHeat/PutSpellOnYou.html
...Sebastian finished his search with one room left to go. The last thing he wanted was for Tess to catch him. Maybe he’d try to come back tomorrow, when she left for the shop. His hand hesitated on the doorknob. An agonized half-shout/half-moan came from inside. He rushed through the door, not knowing what to expect. The bed lay empty and her clothes were scattered over the edge of a hamper in one corner of the room. Another groan sent him to the open bathroom door. A large mirror, half-fogged from the steam, hung above the sink.
Tess lay in the bathtub, one smooth leg dangling over the rim, the other bent at the knee. The water lapped at her nipples. Those big blue eyes of hers were closed. Her lips parted and her neck arched backward as she moaned, just a little.
His heart drummed in his chest, mouth parched as he tried to swallow, his eyes glued to the image reflected in the mirror. One of her hands rose from the water to pluck at her nipples. His own hand crept down to the bulge in his slacks. He timed his strokes to synchronize with hers. His balls tightened, blood racing to his thickened cock.
She bucked once, twice, lifting out of the tub enough for him to see the glorious wet blonde curls between her legs, her hand parting the slippery folds with deft fingers. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock, and rubbed the glistening head, spreading the seeping pre-come over his shaft as a lubricant.
He pistoned himself in his hand, wishing it was her pussy grasping him tight. He’d lick her sweet juice until she begged for him to fuck her. He tried to suppress a groan, balls aching for release. His eyes closed, and he clenched his jaw muscles. No. Not here. He squeezed his rod until it hurt.
She couldn’t know he’d invaded her privacy. That he’d seen her pleasuring herself. He forced himself back in his slacks and carefully rezipped.
The sound of splashing broke the sensuous spell.
Dammit! She was getting out of the tub, wrapping a towel around her breasts. She turned and bent to pull the stopper plug. He hurried from the room, practically tripping down the stairs in his haste. Pendragon sat at the bottom of the staircase, licking his paw, a feline smirk on his whiskered face. The cat stopped mid-motion, looked at the huge hard-on Sebastian sported, and meowed in question.
Hell, he wouldn’t put it past the damn thing to attack his prized jewels. He cupped his groin and fled out the front door, feeling like an idiot...
Cup of Fate
by Cassandra Curtis
http://www.amberquill.com/AmberHeat/CupFate.html
“You’re dreaming again. All’s well. Breath slow and deep.” The voice was smooth as melted chocolate and reassuring.
The farmhouse faded and a new dream took its place.
The gentle scrape of an unshaven face on her shoulder finished the transition. But it was the warm male lips kissing the nape of her neck that made it seem all too real. A pair of strong arms snaked around her midriff and pulled her back against a taut, muscular chest.
It seemed so long since anyone had held her close and offered comfort. Bryn gave herself up to this new dream and snuggled, loving the warmth of his body. That didn’t make sense. How could a dream lover give off heat? She decided not to examine it closer, just simply enjoy it while it lasted.
The wet lap of a tongue licked her earlobe. She squirmed in his arms.
“Does that tickle?” he asked, whispering against the curve of her jaw.
“Yes…ahh,” she murmured as his lips kissed her throat and his hands began to wander. She gasped when his fingers tugged at her nipples, rolling them between thumb and forefinger.
She closed her eyes, savoring all the sensations he was causing throughout her body. She felt his hand slide down her hip to her thigh. He grasped the hem of her silky nightgown and slowly pulled it up until it bunched above her waist. He placed hot kisses on her hipbone and all along her thigh, before moving her so she lay on her back
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