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Mr. Insatiable

A Lyrical Press Contemporary Romance

Author: Serenity Woods

Pub Date:February 4, 2013

Word Count: 54,000

E-Pub Page Count:  155

Publisher link: http://lyricalpress.com/mr-insatiable/

Blurb:

Gossip says he is hot between the sheets. Has Mr. Insatiable finally met his match?

Enya’s been curious about Kit’s bedroom exploits ever since his ex-girlfriend spilled the beans about his…skill. But he’s not for her. Enya can’t provide what he wants from life, especially not between the sheets.

After Enya admits she’s not good at sex, Kit persuades her to trust in him. Together, they can create fireworks in the bedroom. A few drinks followed by a discussion about kinky sex, and Enya succumbs to his charm.

Thrilled he’s been proven correct, Kit can’t keep his hands off Enya, and she’s unable, and unwilling, to resist him. But is it just great sex…or something more?

CONTENT WARNING:

Sexy, sizzling hot romance. Please read with air conditioning on.

Serenity Woods

Bio

Serenity Woods lives in the sub-tropical Northland of New Zealand with her wonderful husband and gorgeous teenage son. She writes fun, flirty, and sexy romances in a variety of romantic sub-genres. She’s won several writing competitions and is a member of the Romance Writers of New Zealand. She would much rather immerse herself in reading or writing romance than do the dusting and ironing, which is why it’s not a great idea to pop round if you have any allergies. You can check out all her books at www.serenitywoodsromance.com.

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Love is all you need…

Mr. Insatiable by Serenity Woods

Hi there, and thank you so much for having me on your blog today.

What’s the best part of a romance novel?

Sometimes I think it’s the first kiss. I love kisses and cram lots of them in my novels, but there’s always something special about the first one. Perhaps it’s because there’s been all the anticipation leading up to it, and the moment where the hero and heroine’s lips first touch is so magical, with the promise of everything to come (pardon the pun.)

At other times I think it’s the first time they have sex. Now I say it, it seems a bit voyeuristic, but yet again that moment when they first touch, when they explore each other and bring each other pleasure—well, that takes a lot of beating. (Especially if you’re Christian Grey!)

But as wonderful as these scenes are, I think the ultimate romantic event is the moment where the heroine realizes she’s in love. As readers, we know there’s only one way for the novel to end, or it wouldn’t be a romance. But even though we’re assured of a happy ending, I always read that moment where the heroine thinks oops! I’ve gone too far on the edge of my seat. How will she come to terms with the fact that even though being in love is inconvenient and doesn’t fit in with her plans, there’s nothing she can do about it? And how will the hero react when he realizes he feels the same way? I love this moment, and so here’s a snippet from my new contemporary romance, Mr. Insatiable, from Lyrical Press, that captures that special time.

Something changed between them after that. The following morning, Charlie took them to the Great Wall and they spent several hours following the ancient landmark across the Chinese countryside, talking and laughing, but all the time, Enya was conscious of her feelings for Kit morphing into something else.

After her mind blowing orgasm, he’d held her for ages, stroking her hair and calming her until her sobs ceased. He seemed to understand without her having to say anything just what an overwhelming experience it had been. In only a few simple lovemaking sessions, he’d completely rewritten her understanding of sex and pleasure, and he’d shown her she wasn’t faulty--in fact there was absolutely nothing wrong with her at all. Obviously, it was a matter of trust, and of feeling comfortable enough with someone to let go.

But was that all it was? Enya had lain there in the dark, listening to him breathe, feeling his hand brushing her skin, and told herself that all she had to do now was find herself a man like Kit and everything would be fine... But the problem was, she wasn’t sure there was another man out there like Kit. Or, more specifically, another man who could make her feel the same way Kit did.

Because she loved him.

It wasn’t surprising. She knew she’d probably loved him all along, and this was the first time she was admitting it to herself. But she couldn’t ignore it any longer. The feelings she had for him weren’t familial, and they weren’t those that a friend had for another—even very close--friend. She loved him the way a woman loves a man, with all her heart, and every time she worshipped him with her body, she fell that bit further in love with him.

Fuck!

It was so inconvenient. She’d closed her eyes and bit her lip, trying to stop the curse exploding from her lips. How had she been so stupid? How had she ever thought she’d be able to sleep with her best friend and not fall in love with him? But then before, she hadn’t understood how wonderful he was. She’d known him as a brother figure, but she hadn’t been the subject of his full attention. He hadn’t let her see Lover Kit, Kinky Kit, passionate and sexy and ever-so-slightly disgusting in a wonderful way that made her heart thump to think about.

Before him, sex had been sober and polite and slightly awkward, ordinary and vanilla, ‘let’s get it over with so I can watch the rugby at eight,’ kind of sex.

Sex with Kit was not vanilla. It was ‘let’s have sex now because I’ve only got a couple of hours and I want to do it as many times as we can,’ kind of sex. It was ‘I haven’t a clue what color the curtains are in this room because all I can see is you,’ kind of sex. It was overwhelming and intense and she wanted to cry.

Because even though she now knew she was in love with him, it didn’t make any difference.

Sounds good!

Lyrical Press is kindly offering one copy of Mr. Insatiable as a giveaway. To be in to win, leave me a comment below and tell me—what’s your favourite part of a romance? The kiss, the sex, or the falling in love?

Serenity x