BLOG TOUR ~ THE ARCHITECT BY C. A. BELL
A one night stand? Not if you arrange to have
another.
When Ruth Watson finally decides to break her
depressive state of singleness and get back out on the social scene, the last
thing she expects to happen is meet Mr Right and share a moment of passion in
the middle of the buzzing city… But she does.
After meeting Heath Berkley on her first venture
out after two years of hermit like existence, Ruth’s life suddenly becomes
exciting for the first time. As their meetings become more frequent, and their
love affair blossoms, a common interest between the pair is found.
Agreeing to explore their unveiled kinkier sides
while Heath is in town on business, Ruth finds herself rapidly slipping under
his spell and craving more of him.
But when their journey into the darker side
introduces them to George Randall, things take a sinister turn, and when his
true identity is revealed, Ruth has a hunger for revenge.
Knowing there is only one place she wants to be,
Ruth follows Heath’s disciplinary hand to the Highlands of Scotland, in hope
that his healing arms will squeeze the pain and devious thoughts away. At least
until she has to return to London.
Trapped
between his firm body and the tie that’s taut across my arse, I ask him if he
really wants me to be a good girl tonight, touching his lips ever so slightly
with every ‘O’ I pronounce.
“Hell
no,” he says, before invading my mouth.
Rotating
his tongue around mine, he pulls me tighter against his erection, and it
brushes against my clit as I try to grind and thrust against him. Stepping
back, he pulls me with him as he heads for the bed, flings me down, along with
his tie, and kneels at the foot of the bed. My senses start to whirl, my head
spins, my clit aches, and my mouth starts to salivate at the thought of what
will happen next.
Baring
both of my feet, he sucks my toes one by one. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced
before. The sensation of his slippery tongue poking through my interspaces has
my core tensing and my clit stiffening. He swaps to the other foot and does
exactly the same; tasting each individual toe before pushing through between my
toes and making me squirm. Now at the last toe, he runs his tongue to my heel,
and then slowly up my calf muscle until he meets the bottom of my pencil skirt.
“Turn over,” he growls.
C.A.Bell is currently working on her second book
to follow The Architect, and aspires
to be a well-known full-time author.
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