CALLING ALL JAMES CAVENDISH FANS!!!!
I’m am VERY excited to bring you the new COVER of book #3 in the UP IN THE AIR series: GROUNDED.
Release date: February 12th.
From RK Lilley: I thought the second teaser for the book should be in the fashion of Mr. Mercurial himself. In the last excerpt of Grounded, you saw Mr. Understanding. Here’s a little taste of Mr. Sadistic.
From Aestas: *fans self*
TEASER
“Wipe that fucking scared look off of your face. I would never punch you, never attack you without restraint. But I will punish you.” As he spoke he began to unbutton his shirt, pulling it free of his beige slacks. His erection was outlined heavily against that pale fabric.
I licked numb lips. “For what?”
“For that look. For that lack of trust. For leaving me for days, whatever the fucking reason. And you were late.”
He strode to me, shirtless and impossibly beautiful, his stark muscles working along his perfect golden skin with every step. I watched my name, etched in crimson on his chest, as he moved closer to me.
His heavy hand fell to my nape. He pushed me slowly to the desk with just that contact. He pressed me, firmly but gradually, until the front of my torso pressed flush with the top of his desk, my hipbones digging into the edge. His hands moved up under my dress with no hesitation, gripping my lacy thong and pulling it down my legs with one smooth motion. He touched one ankle. “Lift,” he ordered curtly.
I lifted my foot.
He repeated the process on the other leg.
His fingers moved against my back, unclasping my bra through the silk of my dress as only someone experienced with that process could be. He worked it off of me swiftly, leaving my dress intact.
He flipped the silky skirt of my dress up over my hips, leaving my ass and sex bare to his perusal. He stood silently at my back for a long time. I squirmed.
“Close your eyes,” he ordered.
I obeyed.
I heard him stride away. A door to my left opened, then closed. I could hear my own breath panting out of me. I was in a state.
I heard him approach me again long minutes later. He wasn’t trying to be quiet.
“Grip the edge of the desk,” he ordered.
I gripped.
“Anything to say?” he asked me coldly.
I didn’t know where to begin, didn’t know what he wanted, but I had to try. “I’m sorry, Mr. Cavendish.”
“What are you sorry for?”
“For all of it. For leaving you for days, whatever the reason. For being late. Please…”
He struck, harsh bristles striking against my backside.
I wriggled. It smarted, but didn’t precisely hurt. It was like being whipped with very thick hair-a sting with no weight behind it. That was perhaps why he didn’t hold back, striking again and again without pause. I shifted against the desk, moaning.
He pressed a hard hand to the small of my back, holding me immobile while he worked me over. He spread the whips over my butt and thighs liberally. This went on for endless moments while I writhed.
Abruptly he stopped. I could hear his harsh breath.
“Do you like the horse-hair flogger?” he asked.
I made a little humming noise in my throat. “I do, Mr. Cavendish.”
“That was what would be considered a warm-up, Bianca. Do you know what that means?”
I shook my head. “No, Mr. Cavendish.”
He moved into me, pressing his heavy, trouser-clad erection flush into my sex and leaning down heavily against my back. He breathed his next words into my ear. “Open your eyes.”
I did, getting only a sideways view of the desk that I was sprawled against, since James was on my back. He laid a heavy black and blue object there. I couldn’t understand what I was seeing at first.
It looked almost like a bouquet of flowers, yet not…
Heavy, dyed leather was shaped beautifully into blue roses on the ends of thick black leather tails.
I licked my lips, suddenly more nervous and scared. There were a dozen of the ominous looking buds.
James brought the stiff leather handle of the torture device up to my cheek, and I watched those heavy flowers drag across the desk as the flogger moved. He traced my cheek. “The horse-hair flogger was a warmup,” he repeated, “and what that means is that I have plans for you, Bianca, and the pain hasn’t even begun.”
I took unsteady breaths, then stiffened as I heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper.
“Do the roses scare you?” he asked softly, his voice almost taunting. He was gripping my thighs, pulling my legs apart from behind as he shifted me on the desk.
“Yes,” I said breathlessly.
“I’ll tell you what,” he began, thrusting hard inside of me even as he spoke.
I whimpered, shocked at the unexpected penetration.
“If you can manage not to come while I take the edge off,” he continued, “I’ll spare you the roses. For today.” As he spoke he was pulling out of me, dragging that perfect cock along every wonderful nerve inside of me.
ABOUT THE SERIES
When reserved flight attendant Bianca gets one look at billionaire hotel owner James Cavendish, she loses all of her hard-won composure. For a girl who can easily juggle a tray of champagne flutes at 35,000 feet in three inch heels, she finds herself shockingly weak-kneed from their first encounter. The normally unruffled Bianca can’t seem to look away from his electrifying turquoise gaze. They hold a challenge, and a promise, that she finds impossible to resist, and she is a girl who is used to saying no and meaning it.
Bianca is accustomed to dealing with supermodels and movie stars in her job as a first class flight attendant, but James Cavendish puts them all to shame in the looks department. If only it were just his looks that she found so irresistible about the intimidating man, Bianca could have ignored his attentions. But what tempts her like never before is the dominant pull he seems to have over her from the moment they meet, and the promise of pleasure, and pain, that she reads in his eyes.
This series is intended for ages 18 and up.
My spoiler-free review of IN FLIGHT (Up In The Air #1)
My spoiler-free review of MILE HIGH (Up In The Air #2)
GROUNDED (Up In The Air #3) ~ To be released on Feb 12, 2013.
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“It was hard to remember we weren’t supposed to feel anything for each other when he looked at me like I was more important than his next breath.”
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“He leaned down to my ear. “I’m going to ruin you,” he breathed. “I’ll be your first, and I’ll fuck you so thoroughly that I’ll be your last too. You won’t want any other man after I’ve gotten my hands on you.”
“Will you be my submissive?” he whispered in my ear.”
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“…you need to learn to trust me. I am sure of this, sure of us.”
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“Yes,” he said, his voice rough with emotion. “This is home.”
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