Title: A Need So Insatiable
Author: Cecilia Robert
Genre: New Adult Contemp Romance Blitz Host: Lady Amber's Tours
Blurb:
“You've owned me from the moment I walked into that music room. You've wrapped yourself in my heart and mind. I can’t get you out. I don’t want to.” ~ Rafael Van ReesSophie Fisher’s life is on fire. If she’s not ducking around corners or slipping out of windows to escape the debt collectors her father's death has left knocking on her door, she’s dealing with her rebellious, fifteen-year-old sister, Lilli. And, as if that’s not enough, Rafael Van Rees crashes into her life—literally—bringing with him a past the public has no idea of. Can she unravel his mysteries before he unravels her, or will his presence finally force her to face the demons she's trying to outrun?
Rafael Van Rees, maestro extraordinaire, prides himself on being in control of his destiny, music and women. As far as he is concerned, his past is a black cloud in the distance--until he meets Sophie, that is, and his world spins out of control in more ways than one. He knows the darkest sins and secrets eventually reveal themselves, but when it comes to Sophie, he'll stop at nothing to protect her from his past. Even if it kills him.
I write YA, NA and Adult. My motto: Passion rules. I enjoy writing stories about people finding love in the most unexpected places, coupled with adventurous journeys, whether it's urban, fantasy, sci-fi, contemporary or paranormal romance. There's always a happy ever after, no matter how long it takes to get there. When I'm not working in my full time job, I don my supermom cape, or in most cases find myself trapped between the pages of a book in search for a hero who'll make me swoon with just a look or a word. My favourite form of therapy is knitting. Best. Therapy. Ever.
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He nods curtly
and as I turn, I feel his eyes on me. How does he manage to heat me up with
just a look?
I spin around
to face him, irritated at my own feelings. How can he act like nothing happened,
like there isn’t a connection between us? Maybe it’s just me? He doesn’t see it
like I do. Ugh. I’m stupid.
“You kissed me.
Twice. Well, it wasn’t really a kiss, but you look so . . . so . . .
unaffected. Didn’t you feel anything?” I blurt out, gripping the files
in my hand.
Shit! Why do I open
my mouth without thinking things through? I swear, it’s like my emotions
control what spews out of my mouth. Not my brain.
He raises his
right brow, studying me in that inscrutable way he does everything.
“Sorry. I
didn’t mean to--”
“Stop.” He
commands softly. He pushes away from his desk and prowls toward me, the exposed
muscles on his forearms shifting. His eyes lock on mine, pinning me where I
stand. I swallow hard, trying to reign in my chaotic thoughts.
“Believe me, I
did,” he says, halting in front of me. He tugs at the files clutched in my
hands, and tosses them on the table by the door. He lowers his head a notch,
and my lips part slightly, my body gravitating toward him. “You have a
beautiful mouth. I’m so damn enthralled by it, I can’t think straight when I
look at you. So don’t go thinking, for a second, that I didn’t enjoy kissing
you. You’re not ready for my kiss, Sophie.”
My stomach
clenches at the way he says my name.
Oh, I am ready.
I feel as if I’ve been ready, waiting for him to kiss me all my life.
He inches
closer. The heat coming off him slams into me as he slips one arm around my
waist, spinning me around so my back is to him. He yanks me back, my shoulder
hitting his chest. My breathing speeds up as his erection presses against my
butt. He slides his hands down my waist to grip my hips, then flattens one palm
on my stomach. My skin tingles as his warm breath fans the sensitive area
behind my ear, sending shiver after shiver scattering all over my body. I lay
my head back against his chest, and shut my eyes tight, trying to take one
breath at a time, but I can’t. His nearness is too overwhelming, his scent,
freakin’ intoxicating.
“When I finally
kiss you, really kiss you, baby,” he says in a dark, low voice.
“There’ll be no doubt about my feelings for you. I’ll fill every little part of
this beautiful, curvy body of yours. I won’t just kiss you, Sophie. I’ll be
priming you for what I’ve wanted to do from the second I saw you.”
He traces his tongue
along the shell of my ear, then gently nips my earlobe. His slides one hand up,
brushes his knuckles softly across my cheek and along my collarbone. Dropping
his arms, he turns and walks away, the heels of his boots clicking on the
polished, tile floor.
Sweet freakin’
Moses! What the hell am I supposed to do with all these . . . feelings
he just bombarded me with? My stupid knees feel like someone melted my
kneecaps. My body wants to chase after him and tackle him down, roaring like a
Viking. But my feet feel like fucking lead!
I grab the
doorknob to keep myself up. I press my forehead on the cool, wooden surface,
breathing deeply to stop my lungs from giving out.
“Let me know if
you need any help with the projects, or anything.” He says the last word in a
low, soon-you’ll-be-mine voice, and just like that, he annihilates every single
cell in my brain.
I jerk around
to face him. He’s leaning back in his chair, his expression once again
unreadable.
Controlled.
I force my feet
forward, pick the files up and take a deep breath, praying it’s enough to carry
me through the door, and to my desk.
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