Monday, January 2, 2012

Do you like Regency-set romance?

The “Virgins No More” series may be just for you.

“The Vicar’s Virgin” Blurb:
The Reverend Mr. Ridley needs a wife so he focuses his attentions on Georgina Arnott, a sensible, intelligent, yet attractive woman.
On their wedding night he’s relieved to discover she enjoys the pleasures of the bed, and, after a slow start, their evenings are full of passion and joy for both of them.
Unfortunately, when she takes an interest in his parish, it seems to involve filling his house with noisy people tramping muddy boots through the hallways, and filling his kitchen with dirty children.
He loves his wife. But can this marriage work?

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Blurb: “Almost a Virgin”.
Theodora has loved John Smith ever since she was a little girl. But he’s very wealthy and she is only a vicar’s daughter and sister.
John had been waiting for Theodora to grow up. When he kisses Theodora in the garden at the ball, lust roars through him and he takes her there in the garden, fully dressed, only a few yards away from a hundred people. She’s warm and more than willing in his arms, and it’s not until the deed is done that he realizes he’s just dishonored his best friend’s sister.
Theodora doesn’t regret what she’s done. She enjoyed it and wants more of him. Even though he’s only marrying her because he dishonored her, she doesn’t care. She’ll make him so happy in bed and in his home he’ll stay with her even though he may never love her.

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“The Vicar’s Virgin”: Holiday excerpt PG13

Barnabas tapped lightly on the connecting door and stepped into her bedroom. She was on her hands and knees, her lush, rounded ass high in the air as she reached under the bed for something. He’d never really looked at her ass before. By day it was covered in layers of skirts and petticoats. By night he had previously been more interested in her breasts, but now he couldn’t drag his gaze off it. The globes of her ass were every bit as enticing as the globes of her breasts. They gleamed palely through the soft blue of her bed gown, calling to him. His dick hardened painfully, pressing against his breeches and begging him to reconsider his decision about not bedding her this night.
He hardened his heart. She needed his instructions on how to behave. “Mrs. Ridley,” he said firmly.
“Oh, I’m sorry.” She backed out from under the bed, holding her hairbrush in one hand. “I dropped it and it bounced under the bed,” she explained unnecessarily.
She stood up, her face delightfully pink, the bed gown as sheer and clinging as the previous two he’d seen. He had to force himself to concentrate on his task instead of looking at her breasts. Or mourning the fact he wasn’t going to hold her warm, voluptuous body in his arms tonight. He really wanted to see that ass naked.
“I wanted to talk to you about bringing the people into the house for the decorating today.”
“Bringing them into the house?” She looked adorably confused. And totally delicious. He couldn’t wait to taste her breasts, to sink his dick deep— No. Not tonight.
“Filling my house with noise and dirt and strangers—”
“Well, yes it was rather noisy, but I can assure you the dirt has all be cleaned up, and there were no strangers, only your parishioners and a few of their friends. Everyone worked so hard, even the children. All the paper flowers and paper chains are made, and they look so pretty. The house and the church are going to be positively stunning for Christmas. You will be proud of your people when you see it all finished. I promise.”
All his prepared phrases vanished from his head. She was so beautiful standing there, her big blue eyes fixed on his face, her body so close to his that her floral scent was almost overwhelming his good resolutions. His dick was so hard it was paining him. All he wanted to do was rip off that bed gown and sink his cock so deep inside her she screamed with joy.
He cleared his throat, and with his last clear thought said, “In future make them be more quiet. They were too noisy.” Then he gave in to his lust, pulled her gown off and pressed her naked body against his while he kissed her with more desire and passion than he’d ever felt before.

Berengaria Brown

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