*The excerpt below is steamy. NSFW & 18 or older only warnings apply. 

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Blurb:

Following the deaths of her sister and brother-in-law, Kaya Brehna is awarded custody of their three children, and to avoid financial ruin, she must move them to Palm Beach where her successful career in interior decorating can provide financial security.  Her plans are, however, thwarted by New Hampshire business mogul, Bryce Fontaine, who is determined to keep his godchildren in Granite Falls at all costs—even emotional blackmail.

Ever since he lost his own family five years earlier, Bryce Fontaine has been a tormented soul.  His godchildren are the closest thing to family he has, and he’ll be damned before he let some corporate ladder-climbing stranger take them away from him.

When a second will surfaces that changes both their plans, Bryce talks Kaya into a loveless marriage of convenience.  One delectable nibble of Kaya’s sweet lips, and Bryce is yearning for more of his sexy little bride.  He gently entices her into his bed.  But as she quickly learns to quench his physical desires, Kaya wonders if she has the power to free her husband’s heart from the nightmares that plague it.

Excerpt:

Bryce opened the door of his dimly lit penthouse to the sensual sounds of soft music floating from the surround sound built-in stereo, and the earthy aroma from the pillars of burning candles wafting through the air.

He stepped inside and his breath caught in his throat at the sight of his wife leaning against the back of the sofa—one black stiletto clad foot, slightly bend, one hand resting seductively on her thigh, and the other holding a juicy red strawberry, dipped in whipped cream, close to her half-opened mouth.  Her brown curly hair fell like a mystical curtain down the sides of her beautiful face, bounced off her gentle shoulders, and disappeared down the curve of her back.  Her eyes were wide and luminous, and full of enchantment and expectation.

“Don’t move,” he ordered when she made an attempt to straighten up.  “And don’t talk,” he added when she opened her mouth to speak.

She settled down obediently, but not before she brought the strawberry to her mouth and closed her succulent lips around half of it, a wicked smile flashing in her eyes as she rested her hand quite seductively on her voluptuous cleavage spilling over the top of the pink lacy bodice of her outfit.  She was glowing.

Bryce swore he would have come in his pants if he hadn’t recently taken a cold shower.  He’d been anticipating this moment; he’d left orders for her to follow, and she’d obeyed.  Good girl.  But God, he didn’t expect her to look this freaking tempting and irresistible like a centerfold lingerie model straight out of the latest issue of Victoria’s Secrets.  Bryce didn’t know Kaya was the first thing he would see when he came home, much less find her standing in such a provocative pose.  She must have asked the front desk to let her know when he arrived.  His little recently deflowered bride was staging for him.  He loved it!

She made an erotic picture as she stood there, clad in the flimsy lingerie he’d left on the bed for her to wear—innocent and sinful all at the same time, he thought, admiring the soft curves of her brown body through the black silky mesh that made up the lower half of the garment.  The shapely beauty of her near-nakedness taunted him, and he couldn’t wait to slip her thongs off her hips and down her shapely legs to her ankles.  He knew well the full weight of her firm young breasts in the palms of his hands, and the sleek sensation of her moist heat opening for him like a dewy flower opens its petals to the magic of the morning sun.  Knowing his wife’s copious reservoir of love juices, Bryce could bet that the crotch of that thong was already soaked.  Oh yeah, he was keeping those.