Welcome to Novel Gems ~ SATIN PLEASURES TuesDaze Week #4!
For those who check in regularly every Tuesday, I’ve been sharing bits and pieces of my upcoming romantic suspense novel, Killing Secrets. I do love to sneak a peek into a writer friend’s developing novel. It’s just so much fun watching their story grow and getting the inside scoop. However, for the month of May, I’m going to share bits and pieces from my romantic comedy novel, Satin Pleasures, which is published. Some of you have already read this book on your Kindle and that’s okay.
To celebrate May Day and Mother’s Day and Memorial Day and my looooong vacation, I’ve decided to use my Novel Gems to showcase Satin Pleasures each week and give away four (4) personally autographed paperback versions, one for each week in the month. If you comment on all four Novel Gems this month, you’ll have four chances to win one of the autographed novels. So stop by each week and comment to improve your chances!
I’ll announce the four winners on Friday, May 31st. Good luck!!
A bit of set up for today’s gem….
Tess’ subconscious has a lot to answer for…and that’s all you’re getting!
Satin Pleasures by Karen Docter
Tess knew right away, she was dreaming. A lowly Thorgram Group manager with one fingernail on the next promotional rung did not openly defy her directors about company policy. And, she frowned, it would never occur to her to wear black silk stockings with a strapless, red sequin sheath to the office. Thankfully, she could do anything she wanted in her dreams.
A small smile played with her mouth, making her Vermilion Passion lipstick shine more appealingly. Maybe her subconscious had an idea of worth. She’d tried about everything else in her bid for cooperation from her superiors. Taking a step backward, she allowed the scene to unfold in her mind.
From her perch on the edge of her desk, Tess smiled at the glazed expression on Mr. Thorgram’s face. The CEO sat before her in her big swivel chair while her shoeless foot worked its way up his pant leg. The old codger, her worst critic among the directors, probably hadn’t seen this much leg in the past thirty years. She wasn’t sure how much he could take before he keeled over, but she was determined to sway him to her way of thinking.
This time, the bugger would pour her a cup of coffee!
Her smile faltered when the scene melted, coalescing into something new. Her toes, sensitized by the feel of silk against her skin, were no longer skimming Thorgram’s leg, but caught in the firm grip of a large masculine hand. She looked into Dan McDonald’s hot gaze seconds before he stood, swept her neat stacks of papers from the desk beneath her and laid her back against the bare cherry wood top.
Her legs wrapped around him as she lifted into his kiss without a whimper of debate. Their lips locked. Tongues mated. A tangled mix of tastes and scents assailed her senses. Coffee and peppermint. Woodsy aftershave and clean male. Bittersweet chocolate. She moaned. Reality was never this good.
Tess moaned again when she woke up and stared directly into turbulent, sea green eyes. “Sweet mercy, you’re real!”
….see you next Tuesday with another NOVEL GEM.