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Friday, 7 December 2012

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The Perfect Gift
by Raven McAllan

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Judith has the perfect present for Stephen—herself. Will he accept, or decline her gift?
Lady Judith Gresham had been in love with Stephen, Viscount Pelham for years.
Stephen eleven years her elder, treated her purely as one of his sisters friends; he was too old in years and deeds for such a young innocent. As his sister, was now happily married, there was no longer any reason to see her.
Even to himself he wouldn't admit he missed her.
So when his sister and her new husband decided to have a Christmas house party, and illness causes them to beg to use his home, he agreed. Even when he heard Judith was to be one of the guests he wasn't really worried, he would keep to himself, enjoy Maria Mallins, his long married mistress, and treat Judith with distant benevolence.
However Judith and his sister had other ideas.

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Raven lives in Scotland, along with her husband and their two cats—their children having flown the nest—surrounded by beautiful scenery, which inspires a lot of the settings in her books. 

She is used to sharing her life with the occasional deer, red squirrel, and lost tourist, to say nothing of the scourge of Scotland—the midge. A lover of reading, she appreciates the history inside a book, and the chance to peek into the lives of those from years ago. Raven admits that she enjoys the research for her books almost as much as the writing; so much so, that sometimes she realizes she's strayed way past the information she needs to know, and not a paragraph has been added to her WIP (work in progress).

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Stephen gave into temptation. He stretched out and caressed the perfect globes of the milk-white arse presented to him. His fingers ached to sample the delights he could imagine between the delicate curls that covered her quim. He nobly resisted the urge to venture further, but fondled her arse, and circled the perfect rosette of her anus. Even that small degree of intimacy made his cock rise up and demand attention. Thank the lord for the decrees of the ton that stiff breeches were not de-rigeuer in all situations. He was pleased to be wearing pantaloons, even if they were frowned upon as fast by some of the upper echelon of the ton.

A noise not unlike a kettle about to boil was coming from under the skirts. It seemed the lady was not amused.

With an inward smile of satisfaction, Stephen used his fingers to tease for a few seconds longer, squashing his innermost desires to take things a lot further. Judith, for he was sure it was she, was upside down, her skirts hung over her upper body, and shielded him from her view.

With regret he turned her upright, letting her skirts fall and cover her perfect body.

She was red in the face as she glared at him.

Stephen suppressed a chuckle. "Ire because I took a small liberty my dear or because I stopped before I began to explore?" He raised one fine shaped eyebrow, and held the lantern closer to her.

The light swayed, and he saw stars, as pain radiated from his stomach, to his cock and thence upwards. He could have sworn his teeth rattled with the intensity of the blow he received.

The minx has hit me.

His breath whooshed out of him, and through the ringing in his ears he heard her furious voice.

"You bastard, you cad, you, you, villain." Her voice was deep and full of scorn. "Is that the lone way you can justify touching me? When my head is covered and I cannot either take part or deny you?"

Put like that it did seem rather more underhand than he intended. Stephen did his best to gather air into his labored lungs and not wheeze like an old man. It was several seconds before he decided he was in control of his breathing once more. His chest heaved as he struggled to formulate his sentence.

"I apologize, my lady," he said stiffness uppermost in his voice. "If I offended or upset you." He was not going to apologize for his actions, and he saw the gleam in her eyes when she realized it.

"And do you apologize for anything more?" she asked, her hands clenched by her sides.

Stephen eyed those tiny weapons. He knew the signs of ire in a woman. "If I did so, it would be a lie," he replied. "I must be frank, I enjoyed every tiny touch, and my body aches for more."

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  1. I want it NOW, may not be able to wait to try and win LOL

  2. Looking good! I might have to enter the giveaway or if all else fails buy it!

  3. Saucy! I like it! Fabulous cover too.

  4. Sounds like the perfect book to cuddle up next to the fire and read on acold night! :)

  5. It does indeed sound like the perfect book to cuddle up to!

  6. wow thanks for your lovely comments. I hope whoever wins enjoys it... and if you have already bought it, thank you!
    ps if you're the winner and you have this, don't worry I'll let you substitute from my back list!