by Millenia Black
Releasing November 28th 2016
Self-Published
Self-Published
From the #1 bestselling author of The Great
Pretender comes the highly anticipated second book in the captivating Favorite
Things Trilogy—Blue Satin Sashes is a searing story of passion, desperation and
vengeance…
Blurb
What happens when you fall in love with someone else?
What happens when you fall in love with someone else?
Paris,
France. Corporate brand designer Michael Frost knows he’s found a once in a
lifetime love in professional illustrator Priscilla Bauer, the granddaughter of
a legendary Hollywood icon—but Michael must now cross an ocean of regrets to
repair damage inflicted by his heartbroken high school sweetheart Amber
Holland, whose increasingly extreme attempts at sabotage may know no bounds…
How
will she win? How will she lose?
Brave
the razor-sharp edges of an intensely hot love triangle as Michael and
Priscilla discover the depths of Amber’s passion ultimately rivals their own.
They seemed to reach the Rue de Bacilli in a blink. He
thrust euros at the driver and left the cab, so glad the rain had stopped. When
he slipped through the gate, his steps slowed as he approached the keypad. He
tried to relax. Earlier he’d been anxious, now adrenalin fueled him. Pressing
the button, Michael waited. A minute later the blue light came on and he stared
into the camera, breathing.
When the door buzzed he slipped inside, climbed the
stairs and found Priscilla standing at the door in her PJs, giving him a
questioning look. Her face was devoid of makeup, her hair in a loose bun atop
her head.
Without a word, Michael approached and she stepped back.
Their eyes locked. He walked into the apartment and closed the door. The air
ripened around them.
Priscilla opened her mouth to speak but closed it when he
took her hand and pulled her toward him.
Michael brushed his lips across hers, gently pulling the
clip from her hair. When the silky mane fell, he cupped her head; and they
stood that way for a long moment, neither moving. He inhaled her powdery scent.
When he finally kissed her again, he was hungry for reassurance. Her hands went
up his arms and she squeezed his shoulders.
Michael lifted her against his body; their kiss grew more
intense. He slid the thin strap of her top off her shoulder, exposing one of
the things he loved most about Priscilla’s body. He bent and took her taut,
dark nipple into his mouth, making her sigh and sob at the same time. He
lavished it with his tongue, sucked fervently with his lips.
As he raised her, she wrapped her legs around him as her
hands worked to unzip his jacket. Carrying her down the hall, he found the
bedroom purely on instinct. He laid her on the bed and quickly shed his top.
Priscilla’s hooded eyes were on him and he loved what he saw there. Holding her
gaze, he slid off her pajama shorts and tossed them to the floor. Then he moved
the crotch of her undies to one side, exposing another of his favorite things.
He caressed it gently with the pad of his thumb, up, down; her body trembling
as she moaned his name and began pushing at his sweatpants. When he didn’t move
fast enough to get them off, she nudged him back and slid them down herself,
then she got him on his back.
As she leaned over him, Michael fiercely kicked the
sweats from his ankles as her hair tickled his chest and her tight wetness
inched down on him like a velvet glove, slowly, sweetly stealing his sanity.
The ride began slowly, deliciously. Michael caressed her
body and raised his head to meet her nipple, sucking for dear life as the ride
got faster, harder. Her honeyed breast fell from his mouth as their eyes locked
and he felt the approach of his climax. His body trembled as the pleasure built
up inside him, his love for her set to explode. He gripped her ass with both
hands, tighter, trying to hold back. Their sighs and moans filled the room, the
apartment. Her movement got deeper, more measured as she rode him at slight
angles; Michael could feel she was about to come. He grit his teeth and swore,
his body trembling.
When she came it was violent; her body gripped him like a
vice, gushing a warmth so wet, he came inside her immediately.
Priscilla collapsed beside him, eyes closed, body
quivering. The silence that followed their intense cries was deafening.
Breathing heavily, his ears ringing, Michael pulled her
into his arms, entwining their legs and kissing her lips, nose and closed eyes.
“I’m sorry I hurt you,” he panted, feeling her fingers caress the hairs on his
chest. Her eyes opened and he could see her tortured heart in them. “Cilla, I
swear on my mother’s grave I’ll never hurt you again.” He watched as tears
filled her eyes and he kissed her again, then trailed kisses down to her neck
where he sucked long enough to leave a mark as she writhed and clung to him.
Caressing her nipple he whispered, “Say you believe me.
It’s why I came back.” When she didn’t speak right away, he got on top of her
and parted her thighs. Michael was already hard again, rubbing himself against
her moist clit. Up and down, back and
forth. She cried out, calling his name as her hips left the bed. Her legs
wrapped around his waist as she tried to get him to slip inside.
“Say it,” he said fiercely. “Say you believe me.”
“I believe you.”
He slid into her slowly, stretching her inch by inch. “Do
you really?”
She tightened around him as she raised her hips. “Yes,”
she whispered. “You’ll never hurt me again.”
“Cilla.” He traced her lips with his tongue. “I love
you.”
“I love you,”
she managed as he thrust deeper, awakening the oasis.
Before long, Michael’s movements were less rhythmic and
took on urgency. Priscilla’s fingers plunged into his hair and she tensed
beneath him moaning, her eyes closed.
Looking down and seeing her beautiful face rapt in pleasure,
hearing her sigh his name...Michael lost control of his movements and died in
her body.
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Author Info
No one does family and relationship drama quite like
bestselling author Millenia Black! Heralded as a double life and
relationship expert, she's been a featured guest on radio shows across the
country, discussing the 7 Smoke Signals Your Man is Living a Double Life.
Millenia lives in Florida where she's currently
unmarried and has never dated anyone living a double life...
She thinks.
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