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VOICES AND LIES Rock Hard Seduction #1 When Alicia Addison opens the door of her sister’s bed and breakfast to find the incredibly sexy, man of her every fantasy, heavy metal heartthrob Derek Kadin looking back at her suitcases in hand, she suddenly sees all of her wildest dreams coming true. Derek is the vocalist for the heavy metal band Façade and has registered as a guest at Addison House under an assumed last name in hopes of anonymity and solitude. Though Alicia knows his true identity, she keeps her knowledge to herself out of fear that he will leave if he discovers she knows the truth. But as a relationship between them begins to sizzle, growing to a point that neither wants it to end, Alicia knows she must tell him the truth. Derek Kadin was looking for an escape when he reserved a room hundreds of miles away from home at the Addison House Bed and Breakfast. What he hadn’t been looking for was a woman for his bed. But the minute his eyes set on Alicia Addison he knows that’s exactly where he wants her. When what begins as a casual “vacation” affair turns into far more than he expected, Derek realizes this is a woman he doesn’t want to let go. But when secrets come out and hearts are broken it appears impossible that the two will have a happy ending. |
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5 STARS SUPERIOR: "This was the best romance I have read in a long time. If you want to meet one sexy guy and one lusty lady that is under his spell this is the book. Definitely a shelf keeper this story has made me a big fan." -- May Reviews 4.5 CUPID PLOT FACTOR, 4.5 CUPID PLEASURE FACTOR: "This is a very good book. The characters are written so real and are so enjoyable to learn about. Derek is what every fan of a heartthrob musician dreams about. He is sweet, exciting, modest, and sexy as all hell. Alicia is also a great character. She does not hold back in getting her dream man and living out her fantasy. The two of them together is a wonderful match. Their sensuality is very hot and Derek as a lover is so giving and tender. -- Marina, Cupid's Library Reviews 4.5 CUPID PLOT FACTOR, 4.5 CUPID PLEASURE FACTOR: "Voices and Lies is a very enjoyable read, with believable and likeable characters, and a good plotline that flows well. I liked Ms. Ramagos writing style, the dialogue and interactions between Alicia and Derek where wonderful. Ms. Ramagos does a wonderful job in making these characters come alive; her description of Addison House and the concerts makes you feel like you are right there. If you are looking for a well written story, with a different plotline and realistic characters, then pick up Voices and Lies!" -- Luisa, Cupid's Library Reviews 4 STARS: "Although Ramagos delivers plenty of hot sex, she lets this couple get to know one another before they hit the sheets. Great chemistry and sizzling sexual tension make this story both sweetly romantic and deliciously erotic." --Susan Mitchell, Romantic Times Magazine |
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ADULT EXCERPT He ravaged her mouth, slowly back-stepping her to the bedroom, stopping beside the bed. Her head fell back on a moan as his lips left hers to trail kisses down her neck. She felt his hands move up her back to hook one finger under each strap of her dress, leaned in to bury his face in her hair. “If you're having any second thoughts at all, think you will have any regrets in the morning, tell me now. Once I have you naked I won't be able to stop this time.” Stop! Oh dear heavens above please don't stop. Unable to say the words, she answered him instead by slipping a hand between them and boldly cupping his cock. His intake of breath was quick, shocked and brought a smile to her face. Experimentally, she gently squeezed his rock-hard erection and knew the low moan that her pressured touch drew out of him would forever play on repeat in her mind. It was all the answer he needed. With one practiced fluid motion, he pulled the straps from her shoulders and the dress fell from her body. He gazed down at her, took in her nakedness with a slow, easy, appreciative appraisal. “God knows I am not complaining sweetheart, but do you own any underwear?” Alicia let out a nervous laugh. “A few pieces.” “Throw them out.” His voice became hoarse as his hands began to explore. “These curves,” he lifted her breasts with his palms, “are far too perfect to be confined.” He bent slightly and drew one breast into his mouth. Alicia's hand slid over his shaved head, loving the feel of his skin under her palm, and gripped the back of his neck as he feasted on first one breast and then the other. The feel of his mouth on her, the tender way he nibbled at her nipples with his teeth was more sensational than anything she ever known. So much so that when he pulled away and straightened before her, she nearly wept. They gazed wordlessly at one another under the dim stars sparkling from the ceiling. Alicia didn't wait for an invitation, couldn't wait for him to make the next move. Keeping her gaze locked with his, she reached up to undo his tie. When the knot was released, his hands joined hers to pull the tie from around his neck. Grasping it at both ends, he brought it over her head, draped it across the back of her neck and used it to pull her head to him for another soul steeling kiss. His movements were so quick, so tenderly forceful they sent an agonizing throb straight to her groin. Her hands still between them, she quickly fumbled to release the buttons on his shirt. She managed to get the first three undone before frustration took over. She gripped one side of the material in each hand and pulled, popping the remaining buttons and effectively exposing the chest she so desperately wanted to feel. Pleasantly surprised, he broke the kiss, leaned back slightly to look at her, one brow raised and amusement twinkling in his eyes. She bit her bottom lip to hold back a grin. “Sorry. I'll buy you another one.” She submerged her fingers in the dark curls covering his chest. His quick intake of breath was surprising and satisfying. “Please, keep going. I doubt I'll ever wear these clothes again anyway.” As he spoke, he purposely popped the buttons binding the shirt to his wrists and removed the garment, discarding it to the floor. “In that case…” Alicia trickled the tip of one fingernail down his chest, following the trail of curls leading down his tight abdomen and stomach to the waistband of his slacks. Gripping the overlapping flap with two fingers, she tugged, snapping the button there too. “Not very well put together, are they?” He laughed, a breathless, husky sound she'd never heard from him. “I take it nothing gets in your way when you set your eyes on something you want.” “Not a thing,” she affirmed, pulling the flap of his pants a little harder. The sound of the zipper ripping echoed through the room. “You and I are alike in that way at least.” “That we are.” His breath grew ragged as her hands moved over him, tugged down his ruined slacks to reveal a pair of solid black briefs. She tsked. “You're trying to make me work for him, aren't you?” She pulled down the briefs before he could respond. His cock sprang out before darting up to lay flat against his stomach. Alicia stared. She knew she failed to hide her surprise when she heard him make the slightest of laughs. The laugh halted on a sharply drawn in breath when she wrapped her fingers around his erection. He was thick, much thicker than she gauged from the bulge she often admired behind the confines of his leather pants. Her hand slowly pumped his cock in an up-down slide, testing the ample length. She heard the air rush from his lungs as she lightly skimmed her thumb over the pre-cum beading on the tip. Her mouth watered wanting to taste him, wanting to wrap her lips around his engorged cock and see just how much of his length she could take. Before she could act on that desire, Derek cupped her chin in his hand, drawing her gaze to his. His expression was serious, all the heat, all the arousal inside him depicted in his eyes. She released his cock, her arms moving up to their place around his neck as his mouth slammed on hers. Their tongues twisted, tangled, and began a two-person mosh pit in the darkness of their mouths. He fisted the hair at the nape of her neck in one hand while the other pulled her closer with gentle force on the small of her back. Alicia moved one leg around his opening herself, pushing her lower body against his and rocked, grinding the outer folds of her pussy against his stiff dick. He groaned into her mouth, his hand releasing her hair as both hands moved to cup her buttocks. When he lifted her, she wrapped her legs around his waist locking her ankles behind his back. Slowly, tenderly, as though she were a delicate rose petal, he lowered them both to the bed never breaking the kiss or the hold they had on each other. He pushed a hand between them, found the narrow patch of curls that led to her open sex. She was wet, throbbing, burning with need. He broke the kiss, caressed her cheek with his free hand, looking down at her as he delved a finger inside her aching channel. Her eyes closed as the pleasure swept through her. She unlocked her ankles, planted her feet flat on either side of them, her knees bent. She pushed into the mattress and lifted her hips off the bed to meet his inward plunge. His finger withdrew, slid up to her swollen clit and began a slow agonizing massage. The pressure increased inside her, begging for release. “Derek.” His name was a hoarse cry in the silence broken only by the quiet sound of music drifting from the other room. It was then that she heard it, the soft piano melody of her song, their song just beginning to play. “Let go Alicia.” He whispered it as he continued to massage her bud, pulling her closer to the climax she so desperately needed. “Cum for me. This is only the first of many orgasms I plan to give you tonight.” |
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