Her Santa Dom
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“Oh, thank god!” She cried out when she spied a flickering light, higher up on the hill through a thick grove of trees. Alexis hesitated before leaving the road. Surely it would lead up to the house? But how much further? And would she make it before it went completely dark? Out here in the woods, it was different from the city; more intimidating.
She shook off the fear and slowly stepped off the road and took the first careful step on the uneven ground.
“My booties! Dammit!” Her voice sounded thin and scared even to her own ears, but she bore ahead, especially as she could feel the darkness converging around her, threatening to suffocate her. She stepped carefully through the thick maze of woodland. The densely packed trees loomed high above but remained still, despite the icy breeze flowing around her. Alexis had to squint to see but kept an eye on the lights ahead, which were coming closer with every step.
A few minutes later the darkness was upon her and the silvery moonlight trickled through the full branches, when a looming lodge came into view. A sliver of noise from her left spurred her into a sprint. She tore across the uneven surface like she was being chased by a wild animal.
Out of breath, with her heart thudding against her chest, she stumbled up the few steps. Her high heels sounded hollow on the large wraparound porch. She rushed forward to knock on the heavy wooden door, glancing behind her fearfully.
“Oh, come on! I know there’s someone in here,” she shouted and hammered on the door with her fist. Rubbing her cold hands, she looked over her shoulder, scanning the dark woods. Her imagination was running wild when she noticed, what looked like the golden glow of a wolf's eyes, through the trees.
“Open this fucking door!” she screamed and slammed her fist against the thick wood, leaning against it, hoping it would magically open.
Suddenly the door gave way and she stumbled inside. Straight into the arms of . . . a mountain man.
Oh, geez! Somebody save me. A caveman!
Alexis gulped at the sheer size of the man, whose hands were clamped around her shoulders. He was massive. He was tall, built like an ox, to say the least.
She gulped in a breath, curling her hands into fists, purely to keep from dragging her fingers through his long, thick, and wet hair that framed his rugged face which was enhanced by eyes the color of molten onyx. His aquiline nose appeared regal as he glared down at her. Her gaze moved over his jaw line, covered in a bushy, beard. He looked like a swashbuckling pirate, ready for pillaging!
Wet hair? Oh, he must’ve been in the shower . . . oh lordie, lordie me.
The droplets of water dripping from his hair and beard confirmed her thought. Her eyes were naturally drawn to the trickles of water as it travelled down his strong neck; his insanely wide shoulders; down over beefy biceps; down the center of his massive chest, matted with soft black hair; over his rippling, corrugated abs—too many to count; to finally disappear into—
Whoa! Holy mother of Mary! Alexis’ breath whooshed out of the mouth. No caveman had the right to look this yummy.
A small, white towel was wrapped around his waist and left his one leg and hip bare. It was drawn tight over his slim hips and couldn’t hide the bulge she was staring at.
Alexis felt heat suffuse her at the thought of what this hunk of a man would feel like between her legs.
Snap! Snap!
Her cheeks reddened when she realized she was staring at his snapping fingers in front of his crotch, where her wayward gaze had been stuck for a while. His fingers turned in an upward flick toward his face. Her cheeks bloomed beetroot in embarrassment at being caught staring at his crown jewels.
And then she became entranced with another part of him.
Good god, this man was delicious to look at.
His eyes were, in a word, beautiful. At first glance they appeared dark. But looking into them closely, they were fascinating. His black eyes flickered in the dim light of the lamp overhead.
“Well?” He demanded in a deep scratchy voice. The expression on his face was deadpan, at her fascination with his body.
“Well wh-a-t?” Alexis half stammered while she tried her best to get her libido under control.
“Heaven save me from blushing virgins,” he growled. “I asked what you were doing here.”
His words registered with Alexis. Her back went ramrod straight.
He raised one eyebrow in a sardonic arc.
Her shoulders squared.
His large hands settled low on his hips.
“Firstly, Mr. Flintstone,” she said in a voice colder than the Antarctic, “I’m no virgin and secondly, I need help.” Her hands fluttered in the direction of the forest behind them. Her body began to shudder from delayed shock. “I . . . accident . . . car . . . down there . . . ooh.”
She staggered a step forward, her mind swirling, her breath wheezed through her lips. Alexis felt her knees beginning to wobble, moments before her limbs gave way and she collapsed in a dead faint.
“Ah fuck! What next?” The man grumbled as he looked down at the delicate face of the beautiful woman he’d caught in his arms.
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“Isn’t it a universal truth that it’s our singular experiences and passion, for whatever thing or things, which molds us all into the individuals we become? Whether it's hidden in the depths of our soul or exposed for all to see?”
Linzi Basset is a Sout
h African born animal rights supporter with a poet’s heart, and she is also a bestselling fiction writer of suspense filled romance erotica books; who as the latter, refuses to be bound to any one sub-genre. She prefers instead to stretch herself as a storyteller which has resulted in her researching and writing historical and even paranormal themed works.
Her initial offering: Club Alpha Cove, a BDSM club suspense series released back in 2015, reached Amazon’s Bestseller list, and she has been on those lists ever since. Labelling her as prolific is a gross understatement as just a few short years later she has now been published thirty-nine times; a total which fails to take into account the three other published works of her alter ego: Isabel James who co-authors—nor does it include the five additional new works marked for imminent release.
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