About Academy of Love:
Excerpt from Academy of Love:
“What are you doing here at the Academy?” Lawrence demanded from the doorway, his gaze
intense and the tension in him showing through his taut neck muscles.
“Me! What am I doing here?” she stammered. “I think I should be asking you the same thing.”
“I work here,” Lawrence flashed back, his eyes flecked with gold and full of fire.
“I work here too!”
The lines in his brow furrowed. “Since when?” His voice rising, as he stood up even taller, filling
the doorway with his strength.
“Since four hours ago when I arrived at this school. And don’t you yell at me!” Cassianna gulped for air, as she sputtered angrily, “I should be yelling at you, you’re the one that ran off and left me.”
“I’m the one that ran off?” He clenched the muscles in his neck while sparks flashed in his eyes.
“I waited for you and you never came back.” As Cassianna spoke the angry words, she noticed his posture softened slightly, his shoulders easing, but his muscular chest contracted with each heavy breath, betraying his mood.
He moved towards her in one quick stride. He was inches from her. Cassianna could feel the heat between them.
His heavy breathing was the only sound in the room. She inhaled the musky scent of him, oh how she had loved that scent. She was melting with want, she wanted to kiss those lips and feel his strong hands on her.
His eyes were locked on hers and he let out a deep breath, his voice lowered as he leaned forward, grasping her hand in his.
“Cassie...,” his tone softened, his eyes soft as seawater as he looked at her.
Her hand trembled in his.
She looked up into his eyes.
He seemed lost for words as his face studied hers.
He leaned towards her and she couldn’t will her body to move even if she wanted to.
Excerpt from Academy of Love:
Lawrence watched her as she left the dance floor, he was rather getting used to watching her walking away. He didn’t mind the view, but he knew this time was different. She would be his as long as he didn’t frighten her off first. Feeling his growing need straining against his jeans, he followed her request and walked slowly away, and then to her cottage.
The moonlight streamed across her porch and lit a sliver of light across the threshold to the cottage as he stopped and took a deep steadying breath. The only thing separating him from what he wanted more than anything was her front door. Barely able to calm the pounding in his chest he took the porch steps two a time and placed his hand on the screen door.
It squeaked as he opened it and then the wood door next.
“In here,” Cassianna whispered to him from the darkness, “and shut the door behind you, I don’t want anyone to see you here.”
“Oh, Cassie,” he said, seeing her silhouetted against the fireplace in the darkened living room. He couldn’t wait to get her out of those jeans. Unable to contain his emotions another moment, he moved to her side in a split second, gathered her up in his arms, his mouth finding hers and their urgent passions meeting. He’d waited too long for this and now he was finally going to have her. His mouth was hungry as his tongue found hers and he kissed her deeply. He pressed his body hard against her; he wanted to feel all of her touching him as his lips explored her luscious mouth making his cock hard with want. His body tensed under her nimble hands as she ran them along his shoulders and across his back, as his hands roamed her curves, remembering every part of her body as if it were yesterday.
Breathing heavily, they both stopped and looked at each other. “I want to remember this,” he said, as he undid her scarf, throwing it carelessly over his shoulder and then turned his gaze to her shirt buttons. Slowly, one, by agonizing one, he undid each button. Her body quivered with excitement as his fingers grazed her nipples but only teasing her by passing over them as her shirt slipped off easily and he continued his caresses lower. He knelt slowly down in front of her.
Running her fingers through his thick sandy blonde hair, she tipped her head back and gasped at the feel of his mouth nibbling at her hips and then down her jean covered thighs.
He unzipped her jeans, and slid them from her.
She stood in front of him in just her bra and undies. She was glad she had worn those special ones from France she had been saving. He looked at her and pulled her to him. She kissed him fiercely like she was trying to quell a deep hunger in her, before she slowed the pace and turned her attentions to his clothing.
“Now your turn,” she said, as she undid each button, faster than Lawrence had gone with her, eager to feel his skin on hers as she pulled his white shirt roughly over his head, throwing it with abandon behind her. The sight of his muscled chest in the barely lit room made her body thrum with anticipation. She rubbed her palm down his rippled chest and across his taut stomach, making her way down to his jeans, feeling the throb of his cock straining through the thick fabric. Oh, she could tell he wanted her. The slickness of desire grew between her thighs as her pussy hungered for his cock deep inside her. She wanted him, to consume this man, to have him inside her.
She traced the outline of his erection with her finger, teasing him, before undoing the button and zipper and tugging his jeans off. He gasped as she slid off his boxer shorts and ran her fingers over his throbbing cock.
She smiled at his massive erection and knelt down, looking up at him, obviously seeing his enjoyment as she gripped his cock firmly and stoked his shaft and teased the slit along the tip. His breath grew ragged and heavy as she thumbed the slit, pre-cum beading on his tip. She loved feeling his arousal as his cock twitched in her hand and he threaded his fingers through her hair. She could tell he wanted more. His breathing quickened and he reached down to her, pulling her up to him and scooping her up in his arms.
“Bedroom?” he asked in a deep tone as she kissed him deeply. He carried her in his arms towards the room she pointed to with one flailing arm.
Contemporary and Erotic Romance Author
KATE DEVEAUX is a contemporary, erotic romance writer and die-hard romantic. It was after reading Jane Eyre in high school, that she became hooked on the idea of writing about romance, excitement and drama. Kate has been penning stories, from the sensual to the sinfully sexy, ever since!
A former wedding planner, Kate has always been "in love" with love! She was inspired to transition from writing racy short stories to full length manuscripts after meeting other authors in the romance world at industry workshops, conferences and events. Now a multi published contemporary romance novelist, Kate is a member of Savvy Author, Romance Writers of America (RWA) as well as their erotic romance chapter, Passionate Ink. Born in London, England, Kate has lived in both the U.K. and the U.S. She and her husband currently reside in Arizona. When she’s not writing or reading, Kate can be found on the tennis court—yes, there’s even "love" in that game too!
Note to my readers:
There is nothing quite as exciting as a first love and nothing quite as painful as it’s ending. It’s a theme I think many readers can relate to in the heroine and the hero of this story, Cassianna and Lawrence. And the proper girl’s boarding school is something I can relate to from first hand experience. And I can assure you there is nothing prim and proper about what goes on between Lawrence and Cassianna at the Academy!
What happens when ex lovers meet years later -- will the attraction burn as hot? Or will it be scorching?
Author website: http://www.katedeveaux.com
Red Sage Publishing Official Release Date: August 1 2013
What’s Kate up to next?
Kate is busy completing several books for release 2014, each filled with sexy romance, heroines who are no shrinking violets, and heroes who make your heart skip a beat.
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