||MISSION INNOCENCE, book #2, scheduled for release June 30, 2017, an erotic fantasy from The Wilder Roses (Scarlet Rose erotic line from The Wild Rose Press).
Fallen Angel, Damian Fontaine was banished from heaven for too often indulging in sex with humans. He has made the best of his eight hundred years on earth by creating missions to help repressed mortals find the sexually fulfilling life that eludes them.
Twenty-two year old Sarah Downing leads a life of quiet desperation in a small town. She has lived under the control of a domineering father and a cold mother. She longs for the freedom to expand her horizons, to experience life, and to find someone who will love her. When a handsome and mysterious stranger appears seemingly out of nowhere, he claims her silent pleas for help summoned him. He wants to help her explore her hidden desires.
Will her father's puritanical teachings keep her imprisoned or will the mesmerizing stranger teach her to fly?
G-Excerpt #1 (publisher's excerpt)
PG Excerpt #3
"Hello, Sarah. I'm glad to see you. I was beginning to think you had changed your mind."
She climbed the three steps to the porch as she offered a shy smile. "I'm sorry. My father..."
"I understand. There's no need for you to explain and certainly no need to apologize." He held the door open for her, then followed her into the living room.
He took her hand and slowly pulled her toward him. The wariness in her eyes and the slight tensing of her muscles said one thing, but the fact that she once again made no attempt to withdraw from his touch said something else. "I've seen this cabin often, but this is the first time I've ever been inside. You said you were just passing through, only staying for a few days?"
"Yes, that's true. I'm here because you summoned me. Your cry for help traveled on the air until it reached me. I'm here at your request, Sarah. I'm here to help you... to teach you... to introduce you to the world you long to experience."
"I summoned you?" She shook her head as she furrowed her brow in confusion. "I don't understand. I haven't phoned anyone--"
Damian placed his fingertips below her chin and lifted, forcing her to make eye contact with him. He saw more confusion than he did fear. Another good sign. To confess his purpose at the beginning of his mission was not his usual manner of handling things, but in this case, he had determined it would be the best approach.
"Your hidden desires, your curiosity about the world beyond the small town and your parents' control... I am here to teach you, to share the wonders and joys with you, to prepare you to go out into that world and be your own person. To find the happiness you deserve."
"Who... who are you? How can you know my most private thoughts?" She physically trembled but still did not pull away from him. "How can you know what's hidden deep inside me? I've never shared those private thoughts and feelings with anyone."
PG Excerpt #3
Then, to her shock, his mouth pressed against hers. The heat and passion that radiated from him filled her with sensations she had never known before, sensations she could never have imagined. Sensations that told her she wanted so much more of what Damian offered. For reasons she truly did not comprehend, she trusted him, trusted him totally and completely. It was as if some unknown force guided her destiny. But exactly what had she decided to trust? Her reality or this apparent fantasy?
Her pulse raced almost out of control when he slipped his tongue into her mouth, the intimacy so overwhelming that for an instant the enormity of the sensation truly frightened her. Her heart pounded so hard she feared for a moment she might be having a heart attack. She didn't know what to think. Her head swirled in a fog of uncertainty. What to do? Push away from his advances? Submit to them? The voices of her mother and father invaded her consciousness with words she didn't want to hear. She closed her eyes tightly in an attempt to force her parents from her mind. She allowed the sensuality to take control as if the most natural thing to be doing.
And her disturbing thoughts stopped.
The reality struck her like a lightning bolt. She slowly shook her head as tears welled in her eyes. "Enrich my life? I won't be able to have this as anything more than an incredible memory. My days and nights will continue as barren as they have been. You've allowed me truly wonderful experiences, opened my eyes to reality beyond the confines of my mother's and father's repressive views. But it's a life I'll never be able to have, not with the way things are here. I still don't understand who you are or how you came to be here, but I know my father will never allow--"
He placed his fingertips against her lips. "I don't give a fuck about your father. He has no say so or control over me. I do as I please, and it pleases me to be able to introduce you to the world that exists outside your small arena of reference. Don't worry about your future. Your life will be what you want to make of it."
She searched his face, looking for any signs that would answer her concerns. "I don't understand."
He put his arm around her shoulders and had her sit on the edge of the bed. He sat next to her, drawing her close beside him. "Tell me, Sarah. Have you ever thought about the type of future you would like? If you could design a life for yourself, what would it be?"
He watched as her thoughts darted across her face and wrinkled her brow into a slight frown. "I've never given it too much thought. I knew it would just make me sad, one more thing that would never happen, so I chose not to dwell on it."
"I'd like for you to think about it now, tell me how you envision your ideal future."
"Well...first, it would be far away from here. I would live in a place where I could have friends of my choosing. Where I would be in charge of my life, make my own choices." She took a steadying breath. "And maybe even a husband, but only if he respected and loved me. I've never been exposed to real love. I'd like to experience it as part of my life and future."
He listened as she talked, interested and pleased that she hadn't made any mention of money and luxury -- no big house, fancy car, world travel. "That's a lovely wish for the future and one that you deserve."
She turned to face Tom, her tongue sensually gliding across her upper lip. Passion burned in the depth of his eyes.
The bulge at his crotch said his arousal matched hers. "If you don't want to do it, just say so, and I'll go into the bathroom and jerk off. But one way or the other, I've got to take care of this hard-on because it's not going away by itself."
She ran her tongue along her upper lip again. "I can take care of that for you." Her bold proclamation shocked her but didn't stop her from pursuing her desires. "Did you have anything special in mind?"
"Right now I'm so hot that I'll be happy with anything you'd like to do, even if it's only a hand job. Then you can tell me how many different ways I can please you."
She reached for the zipper on his jeans and slowly lowered it. The tension lines on his face told her he was having a difficult time just standing there. Something she totally understood at that moment.