Wednesday, May 22, 2013

The BIllionaire's Unwanted Virgin Blog Tour

The Heroine
Hello all, let me start with a big thank you to Erzabet for hosting me here today with my tour of my Erotic Romance The Billionaire's Unwanted Virgin.
If you have been following me on this tour so far, and if you haven't, then why ever not—grin—then you'll know how I came up with the idea and you've met the hero Lakota. Today I would like to talk about my heroine, Alice.
Those of you familiar with my work will know that I like to write strong, sassy heroines, and Alice is no exception to this rule. She may be a virgin, but she is not a simpering one—far from it. Alice is a strong, independent young woman who will sacrifice her own happiness for the people she loves.
Driven by the need to fund her niece's cancer treatment, and the guilt she feels about the disappearance of little Beth's mother, Alice is ready to suffer through the one night the bid commits her to. When she finds out that she is actually to marry the enigmatic stranger that she meets, Alice doesn't quite know what to do with that, especially as she is fiercely attracted to Lakota.
Yesterday I shared the moment Lakota gives her the engagement ring. Today I'm taking you into Alice's mind, as they share their first kiss.
Let me know in the comments what you like to see in a heroine for an entry into the contest.
Nestled in the velvet box was a delicate diamond and emerald cluster ring, breathtaking in its simplicity. The cross over design had diamonds set into the shoulders, and the beautiful emerald was set in another cluster of stunning diamonds. It felt heavy and expensive, and wasn't at all what she had been expecting. She blinked the unexpected tears away, and jumped at Lakota's annoyed growl.
"You hate it, right? Never mind. I’ll get another one made. This one not big enough for you?"
His large hand settled over hers as if to take the box away, and she shook her head.
"No, no, don’t you dare. I love it, and what do you mean you'll have another one made?" He released her hand as though he'd been burned and pushed his fists into his trouser pockets. He looked uncomfortable, and she could have sworn there was slight flush spreading over his exquisitely sculpted cheek bones, but that had to be a trick of the light. Her breath caught in her throat at his brooding presence.  Dressed in an immaculately tailored business suit, Lakota towered over her, every inch the successful entrepreneur, and she flinched at her own shabby appearance. Her mum had brought her some clothes, but the simple jeans and t-shirt were a far cry from his unconscious elegance.
He screamed wealth and arrogance, and she—well she screamed poor relation. No wonder the nurses had all given her such strange looks. No one would believe she was his fiancée, and no doubt folks wondered what on earth he saw in her. Selina's visit had further unsettled her, but there was no way in hell she would ask him about the status of his relationship with his late brother's fiancée.
She pushed the uncomfortable thought away and asked him again.
"Did you have this one made, for me?"
He shrugged his shoulders again as though it wasn't a big deal, and perhaps in his world it wasn't, but it sure meant a great deal to her. He had a habit of surprising her, this big, mysterious man she was going to marry and she knew next to nothing about.
He had done so countless times over the last week. She had even found him holding a silent vigil by Beth's side when she'd been forced to leave her to take a quick shower, after she couldn't stand her own smell anymore.  Beth had woken up as she'd padded back into the room, and the tenderness with which he had responded to her niece's whispered question had lodged a big permanent lump in her throat.
He was far too dangerous to her well-being when he showed this softer, much more human side of his, and he seemed to be doing so more and more often.
"It's no big deal. I couldn't find one that I liked, so, yes, I had this one made. It reminded me of you. Like I said, if you don't like it, I'll get it changed."
"No, it's perfect, thank you." She risked a glance up at him, and her throat went dry at the quiet intensity with which he studied her. She cleared her throat, and still her next words came out croaky. "Will you put it on me, please? That's something one does, after all."
She held her breath as he stepped so close to her his body heat warmed her frozen skin. He was so solid and warm and just alive that it took her breath away. He cupped her hand and slid the ring on her left ring finger in one fluid move. Once on he kept hold of her hand and used his free one to tip her chin up. She had about a second's warning before he bent and closed the distance to kiss her.
This was no gentle brush of lips on lips; no, this was a determined assault on her senses, and she couldn't help but open to the insistent pressure of his tongue, demanding entry. He pulled her up and flush against him, until her breasts were squashed against his chest, and she stood on tiptoes to get closer to him. Her hands curled around his broad shoulders, and his roamed to her ass, molding her against the impressive ridge of his cock.
She whimpered her need into his mouth, and he took the kiss deeper. Ever more passionate and demanding, his tongue dueled with hers, and he groaned when she kissed him back. The vibrations travelled through her, and arousal pooled low in her belly and soaked her underwear with a gush of her juices. She gave herself up to sensation, to the sheer joy of the knowledge that he desired her as much as she did him, at this moment in time anyway. All her worries fell away; the only thing that mattered was his scent and heat surrounding her, and the hot throbbing between her legs, that made her raise one leg and grind her pussy shamelessly into the erection tenting his trousers.
By the time he finally broke the kiss, she was ready to jump him there and then, regardless of her niece sleeping in the bed, regardless of the fact that anyone could walk in at any moment and disturb them. Fortunately, he had more sense than she, as he disentangled himself from her slowly, and heat rose in her cheeks at her body's wanton behavior.
He framed her face and studied her, a small smile twisting round his full lips, and he ran his thumb over her mouth. It felt swollen from his earlier attentions, and his eyes darkened to the deepest black she'd ever seen.
"My sweet little Alice. We should save something for our honeymoon, don't you think? At least, we know we're compatible in this department."
He kissed her nose and stepped away from her with another rueful smile that had her insides curl in excitement at the heated promise in his onyx eyes.
(for the official red hot excerpt click here)
Lay back and think of England, she could do this. It was only sex, after all. Auctioning off her virginity was the easy part—going through with it not so easy.  When Alice realizes who has acquired her, keeping her emotions out of the deal seems an impossible task.

Self-made billionaire Lakota, Lance Kemnay has no time for women, let alone one, who would sell her virginity to the highest bidder. Ever practical, however, he sees in Alice a solution to his immediate need for a wife. The emotions she stirs in him are just lust, and lust can be dealt with. As they connect emotionally and physically, his resolve to keep his heart aloof is tested beyond limits.

Can he trust his tender feelings, or has he been taken for a fool by the one woman he thought he could trust?



Author Bio:
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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I am giving away two copies of The Billionaire's Unwanted Virgin. Follow me on my tour and leave a comment on each stop. Every comment is an entry into the contest. I will pick winners by random selection on Monday 27th May.

In addition I am giving away a copy from my back list on each stop.  Good Luck, and thanks for reading.
Here are the stops:
Tuesday 21st May
Friday 24th May


  1. Again can't wait to read this...Thank you for the great giveaway. Marie

    1. Thanks, Marie, and good luck in the giveaway :-)

  2. Thanks again for hosting me, Erzabet :-)

  3. Another great excerpt, can't wait to read it one...


  4. love the cover. Cant wait to read the book.

  5. Thank you once again for hosting me on my tour :-)
    I have the winners picked by random selection. On this blog, winning a copy from my back list is: Laura Toxel
    Congratulations! I'll be in touch to see which one you would like. Congrats also to the two over all winners: Chynarey and Toni Sands
    You have each won a copy of The Billionaire's Unwanted Virgin.
    Thanks so much to everyone who commented and followed me on my tour :-)


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