Saturday Sample

Good news!  My Lachesis Press release Her Kind of Man is on sale this weekend for .99. Yep, that's right. Only .99 for a book Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews designated a True Gem. Here's an excerpt from Her Kind of Man. You can find the book at most online retail outlets including Amazon and All Romance Ebooks.

http://www.amazon.com/Her-Kind-of-Man-ebook/dp/B007TCJ36E/ref=sr_1_1_bnp_1_kin?ie=UTF8&qid=1378521511&sr=8-1&keywords=her+kind+of+man+by+elaine+Cantrell

Blurb:

Is it possible she’s finally found Her Kind of Man?

Ross Williams has been in love with Kara Cochrane since they were kids so when Kara's fiancé Brandon Miles cheats on her and calls off their wedding—Ross steps in to rescue the damsel in distress.

A heartbroken Kara just wants to get on with her life and hunky Ross provides her with a definite distraction—that is until she starts falling for him. Big time.

But a devastating family secret threatens to destroy everything that Kara holds dear—including her relationship with Ross.

 

Excerpt:

Ross had drifted off with a muscled arm thrown across Kara’s waist. She wondered if she could slide away from him without waking him up. She eased forward, but his arm tightened around her and pulled her back against him.

Near panic overtook her. She couldn’t breathe. She had to move away from him. This time she didn’t try to ease away. She pushed his arm away, and Ross turned over on his other side and freed her.

She pulled the covers across her shoulder and wished he hadn’t objected to her putting her gown back on after they made love. “I like the way you feel against me,” he’d whispered in her ear so of course she’d left it off.

She’d only been married a few hours and had already learned a lot about her character. Unhappily, most of it was bad. She guessed she must have a lot of her father in her.  After all, what decent woman would behave the way she had with a virtual stranger? Hadn’t she only been going out with Ross for a few weeks?

Her breath came faster now. Maybe Ross thought she was a slut. She didn’t like that word, never had, but it sure did describe her behavior. It made her cringe to think of the things she’d begged him to do. He’d whispered words of endearment to her and treated her so gently and tenderly. Didn’t it bother him that his wife had moaned and bucked against him like he was some bull in a barnyard?

She’d expected to find physical satisfaction in her marriage, but not the wild, dark, burning waves which had swept over her and left her exhausted, sweaty, and shaken. Yes, undoubtedly her behavior was a legacy from her unknown, deviant father, for even though she didn’t love Ross she knew one thing; the thought of a repeat performance took her breath away.