This is my stop during the book blitz for Raindrops on Roses by Millenia Black. The book blitz runs from 1 till 7 February. See the tour schedule here.
Title: Raindrops on Roses
Series: Favorite Things #1
Author: Millenia Black
Genre: Romantic Suspense
From the internationally bestselling author of The Great Pretender comes the captivating first book of the Favorite Things Trilogy!
What happens when his ex just won't let go?
Mayfair Island, Florida. Grief-stricken after the sudden loss of her beloved grandmother, an enduring but reclusive Hollywood icon, young Priscilla Bauer finds herself adrift and looking to find solace in the arms of her vast inheritance, when she meets the kind and considerate corporate brand designer, Michael Frost—a drop dead gorgeous beacon of light in her all too dark night.
Falling hard and falling fast, Priscilla has no idea she’s stepped into dangerous territory...someone else has already branded Michael Frost her very own—with no intention of letting him go!
Love. Loss. Jealousy. Vengeance. Passions are high but bitter vengeance gets even higher in this razor-sharp love triangle you'll never forget!
With Raindrops on Roses, the captivating Favorite Things Trilogy takes flight!
When Michael entered the suite, it was dark. With only a vague hint of light behind the velvet drapes. As he walked into the bedroom, he saw her silhouette at the edge of the bed, waiting for him.
Loosening his bowtie, he approached her, slowly. You know, she cooed softly. I thought about playing it cool. Of spending the evening just chit-chatting with you downstairs and letting this be our first real date.
Well, we can still do that if you want, he said, hesitant. In reply, she reached up and unbuttoned his jacket...then she began unbuckling his belt. She slid her hands around his waist and pulled his shirt from his pants as he unbuttoned them.
When he slipped off his shoes, Priscilla lay back in the large bed and he followed, realizing for the first time that she was already completely naked. Michael grew even harder as he claimed her lips with a passion so hot it consumed him. He couldn't wait to get inside her.
Dropping the long-awaited kisses on her shoulders, his hands ran the length of her smooth, silky body, paying special attention to her taut nipples as he brought her knee up. Parted her thighs. Placed himself right at her entrance. And made her purr like a kitten when he finally entered.
Groaning in pleasure, Michael exhaled deeply. Cilla, he whispered as he kissed her, I missed you. I've missed you, too...I've missed having you inside me, she whimpered as he began moving. Deepening. Wrapping her legs around him, she buried her fingers in his hair.
Cupped his buttocks. Moaned his name. ...don't stop... But Michael came almost immediately, long and hard. Sorry, he panted as he got back to earth. Don't worry, baby, she said chuckling. Kissing his neck, biting his ear. We have all night...
***
When he entered the apartment, he saw that Amber had fallen asleep on the sofa and was snoring softly, sprawled out against the oversized pillows. She'd popped open a mini-wine bottle and left it half empty on the end table next to her wine glass.
Her phone lay in the palm of her hand and she looked almost camera-ready lying there with her porcelain face still in full make-up and her ash blonde hair fanned out like a halo around her head. The top of her Forever Amber tattoo peeked out from her ample cleavage.
She must've gone out, he thought, noticing her heels had been kicked off near the coffee table. But she had clearly fallen asleep out here waiting for him. Of course she did—what'd you expect? Truth was, Michael hadn't expected anything. He hadn't thought much about Amber in hours.
Once he'd laid eyes on Priscilla, he'd lost all concepts of logic and reasoning. But the funny thing was—he'd loved it! The time he'd spent in her company had made him feel alive, in a way he hadn't known he'd been out of touch with until now.
The spacious three-bedroom apartment he shared with Amber had always been cozy, a really nice home for the two of them, but Michael stood there now, looking around the living room, sensing that the end of their life together had just begun.
He saw an uncovered dish of lasagna sitting cold on the dining room bar. When he flipped on the kitchen light to put it away, Amber woke up, looking around as if she wasn't exactly sure where she was. Hey you, he said, hoping she wouldn't notice how rumpled he looked—or how sad he felt.
Relax, he told himself. She'll just think the funeral got the best of you. She got up and walked over to him, slipping her arms around his waist. Memories? she asked, searching his eyes. He shrugged. Yeah, it was pretty rough. But still, they did give her a nice send off.
Michael returned the hug, praying she wouldn't ask what had kept him out until five in the morning. Lasagna's on the bar, —she indicated the dish— but we can just put it away for later. No, no, Michael said, giving her an uneasy smile, let's have some now. I feel bad that you tried to wait up and I'm really sorry.
I should've called but there was just so much going on, you know? So many people there to talk to. It was crazy. Yeah, but you could've texted me back, at least, she replied. Anyway, if you're sure about lasagna for breakfast, I'm game. Let's eat.
They went into the kitchen and got busy heating up. Soon after, a delicious smell wafted through the air as Amber poured orange juice. She handed Michael his favorite dinner plate, then threw a light salad together.
Once they sat down to eat, she said, So, how'd it go? What famous people did you meet? I saw on the news that most of the big name recluses came out for it. Yeah, Michael grumbled, and it turned that poor woman's funeral service into a goddamn media circus.
He dug into the lasagna, shaking his head. Dad was like, 'just ignore it,' but that was next to impossible. Well, I offered to go with you for support, said Amber, but you told me to stay home and work...that it wasn't necessary for me to come.
He saw now from her demeanor that her feelings had been hurt. Well, he said, avoiding her eyes, maybe I was wrong. He watched as her face relaxed and thought, Why's she so sensitive lately? When they finished eating, Amber put the dishes in the sink and then immediately slipped into her mating dance.
Smiling, she opened the refrigerator and Michael watched from hooded eyes as she produced a tray of chocolate-covered strawberries. Despite the circumstances, he felt compelled to return her amorous smile. Didn't he have to?
Even as his body still reeled with the sweet aftershocks of having just made love to someone else? Swaying back over to the table, Amber placed her lips firmly against his ear and whispered, So how 'bout you come into the bedroom and help me eat some of these, hmm? She put the tray in front of him and stroked his cheek.
Sounds delicious, he replied, not quite meeting her gaze. Lacing their fingers, she led him into their bedroom, where soft pink curtains draped the windows and red satin sheets clothed the bed in a rich blend of Amber’s favorite colors.
She began undressing herself, her clothes quickly hitting the carpet to reveal a fresh Brazilian wax.
Then she climbed into the bed and motioned for him to join her. Armed with a strawberry, Michael teasingly ran it over her lips before slowly feeding it to her. She quickly reached for his belt.
Baby, you should get a little more comfortable. Then she began teasing him with her tongue, helping him undress.
Once he was completely naked, she plucked two of the strawberries from the tray, fed him one and lay back against the pillows with the other, partially inserting it into herself.
So now you know where to go if you want more, she said with a grin. Michael obliged. With any luck, he could make her forget he'd been out all night.
©Millenia Black 2018
Reviewer for MyShelf.com - Carol Ann Culbert Johnson
"Ms. Black is a talented writer, and I can't wait to read many more of her books..."
Reviewer for The Romance Reader's Connection - Jeri Neal
"Millenia Black is a mistress at neatly laying out each part of the story, like building an elaborate building that forms a fascinating whole. She clearly and succinctly draws verbal pictures of each character and their interrelationships with each other. It is masterful..."
Diana's Book Reviews - "Passion and Betrayal. This book has it all, Love, Loss Jealousy & Vengeance, I couldn’t put this book down."
No one does family and relationship drama quite like bestselling author Millenia Black!
Heralded as a double life and relationship expert, she's been a featured guest on radio shows across the country, discussing the 7 Smoke Signals Your Man is Living a Double Life.
Millenia lives in Florida where she's currently unmarried and has never dated anyone living a double life... She thinks.
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