Taking Her Chance (4 page)

“We keep some in the first aid kit for the horses. Now hush and just feel.” He plowed into her pussy, driving his cock deep inside. His fingers pushed back in her backside and matched the rhythm he set with his shaft. Unable to do more than press her hips back to meet his thrusts, she was at his mercy. His wondrous and masterful mercy.

Then everything stopped. He pulled out of her sheath and removed his fingers. He placed the head of his cock at her tight rear pucker and pressed against the ring of muscle. Pressing back against him, she grew dizzy from the sensations spiraling through her. He pushed deep into her ass and seated himself to the hilt. “Oh, baby. You’re so tight, so fucking tight. Can I move? Are you okay if I move?”

Her pussy clenched, making his cock feel thicker, longer, in her bottom. So good. “Fuck me, Chance. Please.”

And he did. He pulled out and slid back in, pounding into her backside. The hard length of him filled her, stretched her, and gave her more pleasure than she had ever known. How she could have ever imagined that she didn’t love him was impossible to fathom. All thought fled as she exploded in an earth-shattering orgasm that clenched his dick as he continued to pump into her. Then he came, shooting his load deep in her ass as he cried out, “I love you, Beth. Love you so damn much!” and collapsed over her.

A few moments later he lifted off her and slid out. He untied her hands and helped her stand up while he massaged her arms and fingers. “You okay, baby? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, Chance, I loved every minute of what you did to me.” She smiled and snuggled into his arms. “And I love you, cowboy.”

“I love you too, baby.” He clutched her close.

“Chance.” Her voice wavered.

“Yeah?” He stilled.

“I’m ready to clear out my apartment.”

“Oh, baby. Are you sure?” His hands cupped her face and his gaze locked with hers.

She nodded. “I’ve never been more sure of anything. I never want to let you go. You’re mine, and I’m taking my Chance.”

Sorcha Mowbray is a mild mannered office worker by day…okay, so she is actually a mouthy, opinionated, take charge kind of gal who bosses everyone around; but she definitely works in an office. At night she writes romance so hot she sets the sheets on fire! Just ask her slightly singed husband.

She is a longtime lover of historical romance, having grown up reading Johanna Lindsey and Judith McNaught. Then she discovered Thea Devine and Susan Johnson. Holy cow! Heroes and heroines could do THAT? From there, things devolved into trying her hand at writing a little smexy. Needless to say, she liked it and she hopes you do too!

Website:
http://sorchamowbray.com

Love Revealed (Book 1, The Market Series)

from Decadent Publishing

“This was a fun and quick sexy historical with a taste of BDSM.”

-Jane from Goodreads

“It’s not just a titillating tale of petticoats and paddles, it’s a love story.”

-The Book Addicts

“Wow. This one was the scorcher of the month. Sizzling and risqué, indulging in this book is a definite way to escalate your arousal levels. … I really enjoyed this tantalizing little morsel.”

- Lady Ryleigh, Ravishing Historical Romance Reviews,

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“Sorcha Mowbray is a new author to me and boy am I glad that I found her work. Love Revealed simply knocked my socks off with it’s intense passion, engaging characters, and scintillating plot.”

– AJ, Dark Diva Reviews

Blurb:

Lady Katherine Drummond plays by society’s rules, even after the Ton turns on her. Shunned by her peers, she keeps up appearances by day but allows her true self out in the privacy of The Market. There, in the arms of one man, she comes alive. So much so, she signs a contract to be his for six months. Despite never having seen his face and knowing him only as Sir, she fears losing her heart to the man who breaks through her defenses.

Lord Raymond Tarkenton, the Earl of Heathington, despises being one of the most sought after bachelors of the Ton. He could never ask a woman of his circle to submit to his sexual needs, and a mistress would never be an option. For now, one masked woman at The Market holds his undivided attention. When he realizes that his masked lover and Lady Katherine Drummond are one and the same, he must find a way to convince her that they are bound together by more than the straps at her wrists and the contract they signed. He must reveal himself and his love to her. But will she accept him for more than a sexual escape.

Excerpt:

“Why is it you were compelled to make me wait when you were aware I was here and ready? This is not how we should start this arrangement.”

“I was delayed.” She met his gaze, hers teamed with desire, hope, defiance, and perhaps even a tinge of fear. Mostly promising reactions, the defiance would need to be addressed.

“You will of course be punished.” He paused. “When I am ready.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her eyes lit up with his pronouncement.

“Not when you are, and it is clear you are.” Yes, Kat was the exact woman he needed in his bed. She fit him, was a perfect foil for him, for his base compulsion. No. He must be caught up in the moment. She was no more than a desirable woman.

He sat next to her on the bed and caressed the outer edge of one breast. “It was good of you to tell me the truth, Kat. You must always tell me the truth, just as I will always tell you the truth. Do you understand?”

“I will always be honest with you, Sir.” Surprise flitted across her features as the truth of her vow rang through her words and warmed him.

“Do you trust me, Kat?” Curiosity got the better of him.

She hesitated, her thoughts whirling like crazy behind her beautiful eyes. “No.” She finally responded and dropped her gaze. He stopped caressing her soft flesh.

Trepidation reared its head before logic squashed the anomaly. His pulse thrummed through his veins. “And yet you let me restrain you. Perhaps you trust me more than you think?”

She glanced up at him. “Maybe a little.”