Rain Over Me
by Cindy Lou Moldovan
Genre:
Romance
Release
Date: September 16th, 2014
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by: Book Enthusiast Promotions (http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com)
Mia Lambert is beautiful, rich and used
to having her own way. When it comes to intimacy, she makes her own rules.
Convinced that she is selfish and self-centered like her mother, she stays away
from matters of the heart. Mia’s rules leave her empty and unfulfilled, but she
is too stubborn to change until Philippe strides into her life and challenges
her to let him fulfill her wanton body’s desires.
Philippe Colson is every woman’s dream.
Handsome and charming, he shows Mia passion beyond her wildest dreams. He has
come to play, and when he does, he plays for keeps.
Will Mia allow her fears to rule her
heart and leave her with an empty, guarded life or will she accept the
challenge from Philippe and trust her heart to him?
Cindy Lou Moldovan graduated from Lee
College in Texas with a nursing degree. She is a certified PADI Scuba
Divemaster, loves the outdoors, spending time with family and friends and
travels extensively. An avid reader and book lover, she is the author of her
memoir "Growing Up Third World".
Cindy creates strong characters in her
steamy novels that her readers will fall in love with and leave them panting
for more.
She lives in South Carolina with her
husband.
Rain
Over Me
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Excerpt
Mia
came to a halt, her breath hitching in her throat, and she skidded to an abrupt
stop in front of the refrigerator as she took in the tall figure leaning
against her Quartzite sandstone countertop.
“Philippe!”
she squealed.
“Happy
to see me, princess?” he asked, but the glint in his dark green eyes showed his
displeasure.
Mia
held on Mia Lambert is beautiful, rich and used to having her own way. When it
comes to intimacy, she makes her own rules. Convinced that she is selfish and
self-centered like her mother, she stays away from matters of the heart. Mia’s
rules leave her empty and unfulfilled, but she is too stubborn to change until
Philippe strides into her life and challenges her to let him fulfill her wanton
body’s desires.
Philippe
Colson is every woman’s dream. Handsome and charming, he shows Mia passion
beyond her wildest dreams. He has come to play, and when he does, he plays for
keeps.
Will
Mia allow her fears to rule her heart and leave her with an empty, guarded life
or will she accept the challenge from Philippe and trust her heart to him?
to
the door of the refrigerator, her hand shaking slightly, hoping he didn’t see
the affect he had on her.
“I…how
did you get in here?” she asked, her voice rising. Mia had ignored his calls,
emails and answered his text messages only in monosyllables for the past two
months. Yeah, he was pissed! She was well aware that he is not the type of man
to be put off and she had done just that.
“I
appreciate your high tech security and your bodyguard, but I have my ways of
getting what I want at times. You should know that tactic well.”
“Are
you saying I’m used to having my own ways? Rich and spoiled? Fine, go ahead.
Nothing I’ve not heard before.” Her bravado returned, but she took a step back
as he pushed off the counter.
He
took a swig of water from the bottle he held in his hand. “You are avoiding me
and I want to know why the hell you are running.”
Her
dress fell off her shoulder onto her arm and she attempted to pull it back in
place, but her hand met with Philippe’s as he held the dress in place and ran
his thumb across her skin. Her chest tightened as desire flooded her body.
Philippe’s
hooded gaze held her eyes. He set the bottle of water on the counter and rubbed
her other arm slowly, making his way to her back where he found the clasp to her
bra and skillfully unsnapped it.
Mia’s
lip caught in her teeth and her lids slid shut as she tried to repress a moan
that was sure to escape her throat.
Philippe
cupped her pert breast that fit perfectly in his large palm. None too gently he
squeezed the pale pink nipple, encouraging the areolar to constrict, elongating
her nipple between his thumb and index finger.
Her
head dropped to his chest and lulled from side to side. She was never one to
deny herself what she wanted and at this moment, she desperately wanted
Philippe.
Truth
be told, she’d always wanted him, ever since they met 15 months, 1 week and 2
day ago, but who was counting time…not her, surely. Keeping up with such minute
details were for the weak, which she was not.
Philippe
tilted her head back; her blonde hair framed her face and fell over her
shoulders as she looked into his eyes. His tall frame loomed over her as his
dark green eyes seeks hers out. Their breathing and the sound of the
refrigerator humming were the only sounds in the room. Slowly he peeled back
the dress and pink lacy demi bra off her shoulders and let them fall to the
floor, pooling around her ankles.
She
rubbed her breasts across his white linen shirt and the sensation of the
material against them sent a wicked sensual sensation pooling down her center
to the apex of the thighs.
Philippe
crushed his mouth to hers and took her tongue in a wild kiss that lasted all of
a few seconds. He spun her around and bent her at the kitchen island.
Her
breasts came in contact with the cold hard countertop. She was bent at the
waist pushing her ass toward his erection that ground into her bottom with no
mercy.
A
plea that sounded like a whimper left her lips. He slid a finger into her wet
pussy that was now hot and slick. Slowly, he swirled his long finger around and
around her need as Mia shook with desire. He pulled his finger from her slit
that dripped with her essence and pushed it gently into her mouth.
Mia
greedily sucked off her own juices, but before she could repeat the motion, he
placed his palm on her ass and rubbed it one, twice, then with a stinging
motion, spanked her with three quick successive snaps. Mia yelped from the
surprise spanking that sent moisture rushing to her core. Before she could get
her bearings, Philippe headed to the door.
“Play
nice, or we don’t play at all. Will you answer the next time I call?”
His
hand was on the front door and she wanted to plead with him to stay. “Yes,
but…”
“Good.”
He pulled open the door and it closed silently behind him.
Mia
lay her head on the cool stone of the countertop and willed her breathing to
return to normal. What the fuck just happened? She took stock of the situation
that just took place and humiliation set into the pit of her stomach. How could
he treat her that way? He waltzed into her place…
“Oh,
my God,” she whispered. “How did he get in… Invading my space, getting me
naked, swirling his delicious finger in my, my…in me, spanking my ass and
leaving! Who the hell does he think he is?” She felt the heat of a blush rising
from her neck all the way to her hairline.
She
sheepishly picked her clothes up off the floor and went to her bedroom where
she put on a robe. Where the hell was her security and who is on duty? Well,
they were doing a piss poor job of looking after her safety. Mia placed a call
to the emergency number of the security detail that was on speed dial on her
phone. She did not wait for proper identification, but snapped at the person
and asked to speak with Greg Williams, the supervisor.
“Miss
Lambert, how may I help you, ma’am?”
“Security
on my loft was breached today and I want to know why no one told me about it.”
She bit the words into the phone with clenched teeth.
“Come
again, Miss Lambert? Someone was in your residence?”
“That
is exactly what I am saying, Greg. How did he get in?”
“I
am looking at the screen and your loft was accessed twice this evening, but
both times the codes were entered correctly so there were no alarms. Are you
OK, Miss Lambert?” His voice rang with concern.
“Yes,
yes, I’m fine. I just don’t understand…”
“There
is something that may be of some interest to you, ma’am. Mr. Philippe Colson
bought our security company about a week ago. On the security camera he entered
your residence about an hour before you got home today, but he has the code,
which is why there was not an alarm.”
Fuck,
fuck! Mia rubbed her temples and reassured Greg that there was just a
misunderstanding and it was okay for Mr. Colson to enter her home. Now she
really was pissed off. Embarrassed and pissed. She quickly placed her other
call, her hand rubbing the back of her neck.
“I
said I would call you, but to what do I owe the unexpected pleasure?”
“You
bought the security company? Are you out of your fucking mind, Philippe?” she
hissed into the phone.
“Just
investing in other companies, my dear Mia. Diversity makes good business
sense,” he replied.
“I can have you arrested for trespassing.”
“Ah,
now you are insulting me, since I bought the property that houses your loft, as
well. I was just checking on my investment.”
“What?
You did what?” she yelled.
“As
much as I would like to continue this pissing contest, I am at an important
dinner meeting and must get back to my guests. Bye, princess.”
Mia
stared at the phone in her hand. She could not believe the audacity of the man.
How dare he hang up on her? She really wanted to call him back and slam the
phone down on him but that was just too childish. The mattress dipped beneath
her as she threw herself on her back and kicked her legs up and down. She
glared at the brilliant white ceiling while her pulse raced.
“I
hate him, I do, I do.” Mia hoped that by repeating those words she would
actually despise him, but she was lying about one thing for sure…Mia wanted the
weight of his body on hers, wanted the touch of his lips and tongue on her
womanhood, his fingers to slide in her core, his mouth to suck her clit until
she screamed his name in ecstasy. It happened once, 15 months, 1 week and 2
days ago.
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