Drift through the cool, light filled rooms of a Louisiana mansion with gorgeous, sexy Seth Callahan.
Someone opened another French window close by to wander hand in hand outside, and a burst of music from the party broke his introspection as Seth stared into the growing darkness, remembering Rosanna’s peaked nipples beneath her soft green dress.
The idea of finding the booth and taking Rosanna from Beau and Simon Duchamp ate at him until he turned and strode back into the house. He slowed his pace to mount the stairs for the mezzanine floor, and then he stalked along it, glancing at the booths with closed drapes, and hoping there’d be some way of discovering which one Rosanna inhabited without invading other peoples’ privacy.
When no way became apparent, he returned to a downstairs room and snatched up a glass of bourbon to sip as he tried to analyze his actions. Maybe I’m going mad.
Then he saw her. She stood alone at the far end of the room gazing out of the huge window.
Seth’s spirit leapt. He watched her for a few moments, tracing the shape of her body with a hungry gaze. Then he left his drink on a nearby table and approached her.
His heart hammered.
She turned to him when he drew close.
He drank in the sight of her. Her eyes were almost the same color as her dress, lined with black kohl, her lips perfect for kissing, with a full bottom lip, and her nipples were clearly visible, peaking through the bodice of her dress in the cooled air of the room.
Seth’s usual composure drained away, but a smile hovered at the corners of his mouth.
“Hi, Seth Callahan, can I get you anything?” My cock in your cunt—my tongue on your clit—my fingers teasing at your ass—my lips on yours?
She hesitated and then smiled her answer. “If I tell you what I’d really like, do you promise to get it for me?” Her husky voice added to her rampant sexual aura.
Seth was enchanted. “I will certainly try. What is it?”
She leaned a little toward him as if she was about to reveal something outrageous.
Seth enjoyed her proximity. He leaned to listen to a whisper.
Surprised, and then amused, Seth grinned. “That’s easy. Come with me.” He held out his hand.
She slipped her hand into his.
Her skin was like satin—cool, smooth, and so sensual—and Seth fought down the urge to drag her against his body and kiss her hard. He led her to the downstairs kitchen where the drinks and snacks were prepared. A huge table in the middle held rows of glasses and bottles. One of the servers poured a pink cocktail into frosty rimmed glasses.
Seth nodded a greeting at his questioning look. “My lady wants hot chocolate. I know where everything is. I’ll make it. You go ahead with what you’re doing.” His voice held authority and he let go of Rosanna’s hand to open a wide cupboard. He knew where everything was because he checked the supplies with Pearl once a week so that she could buy more if needed. There was coffee and tea, cocoa, and a special blend of hot chocolate that was actually for use in a cocktail. Seth swiftly made the beverage. He brought out one of the white china cups with its little matching saucer and poured the hot chocolate. He’d been silent as he prepared the drink, but as he held it out to her, he embarked on charming her.
“Here it is. I haven’t seen you here before. Tell me your name.” He knew it but needed to hide the fact he’d practically stalked her. He moved close and as she took the cup and saucer, he steadied it with his free hand over hers. “Take care, it’s hot.” And so are you…
“Thank you, and it’s Rosanna—my name.” Her voice fell to a whisper.
Seth hoped that was because his touch had the same effect on her as hers had on him. He reluctantly moved his hand from her smooth knuckles.
“You’re beautiful, Rosanna. Are you here with anyone?” He saw an expression of pain pass fleetingly in her eyes. It piqued his interest further.
“No. Well, not a husband or lover, if that’s what you mean. My friends brought me.”
Seth took a deep breath. She’d been with them in a curtained booth. “Friends?”
“Yes, they showed me around before they went off to capture some ladies for dubious purposes.”
Seth raised his eyebrows for a second, surprised she’d use the word “dubious.”
“You do know what this place is?”
Rosanna gave a tiny nod. “Yes, of course. I only meant they intended charming the pants off—off someone.” She hesitated with a tentative smile.
Seth gazed into her eyes. “Did you come here so that someone would charm the pants off you?”
Rosanna’s green eyes darkened as her pupils reacted to his question. “Are you offering?”
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016 Evernight Publishing
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I wrote the story after reading an article about old plantation mansions and estates in Louisiana.
A lonely man on a business trip falls in love with one that's for sale. He hopes the atmosphere will soothe his soul. He's still lonely and finds a way to fill the hollow in his heart...so is born Seth Callahan's famous house parties.
A love story that sizzles.
Are you looking for a quick, seductive read that will have your heart pounding, panties melting, and completely taking your breath away?
Then Seth Callahan and Leave Me Breathless is just what you're looking for you.
Seth Callahan is the type of guys that makes you weak in the knees with just one smoldering look. He knows how to treat a woman both in the bedroom and out. Although he's wealthy and can have anything he wants, he's not one to flaunt it. He's humble and down to Earth, someone that appreciates the little things as well as the finer things in life.
And boy does that man know how to turn a woman on. His kisses are extraordinary, this fingers, mouth and tongue are extremely talented, but it's his words that will have you swooning like no other.
Rosanna is strong, independent woman that has needs. At first she a little scared about the desires that are awakened after just one kiss from Seth, but I love how she takes control and goes after him. But you can't help but love how she stays true to herself no matter what, at all cost. That's a woman you can't help but love.
Passion exudes off each and every page. I couldn't put this book down until the end, but even then I didn't want to let these two go. I highly recommend to have a cold shower on standby for when you finish this sensual, erotic love story.
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