His to Claim #1: No Strings by Opal Carew
Published by: St. Martin’s Griffin
Publication date: June 3rd 2014
Genres: Erotica, Romance
Synopsis:
Published by: St. Martin’s Griffin
Publication date: June 3rd 2014
Genres: Erotica, Romance
Synopsis:
Rafe is a rock musician by night and head of a multi-million dollar family business during the day. Melanie is his former assistant, a wallflower who’s harbored a secret crush on him for years. Someone he’d never even consider sleeping with. But when Melanie decides to leave behind her shy exterior and live out her own sexy bucket list, the two of them are thrown together in a whirlwind affair that pushes both their boundaries.
His to Claim: Part 1 is the first installment in the scintillating erotic serial novel His to Claim, later to be made available as a complete book featuring special bonus material. Don’t miss the other chapters of Opal Carew’s six-part serial out Summer 2014. She’s histo claim–he just doesn’t know it.
His to Claim: Part 1 is the first installment in the scintillating erotic serial novel His to Claim, later to be made available as a complete book featuring special bonus material. Don’t miss the other chapters of Opal Carew’s six-part serial out Summer 2014. She’s histo claim–he just doesn’t know it.
Excerpt 1 (From
HTClaim Part 1 - No Strings) ~450 words
As Melanie
stepped outside, Rafe behind her, she regretted that this time with him was
about to end. The tattoo
had been painful, but not as bad as she’d anticipated. It had been so nice,
though, having him there
to literally hold her hand through it.
“Would you like a
ride home?” he asked.
She gazed at him
in his jeans and tank top, tattoos visible over his chest and flowing down his arms and
she couldn’t help laughing. “I just got a mental picture of you dressed just
as you are now
climbing into that shiny, black limo.”
He shrugged.
“Sure, why not? Would you like to ride in the limo?”
She had always
wanted to. It seemed so glamorous and luxurious. It would be a taste of how the other half
lived.
“Or, since it’s
such a nice day, we could ride my motorcycle.”
She raised her
eyebrow. “You have a motorcycle?”
“That’s right.
It’s over there.” He nodded his head toward a big, gleaming, burgundy Harley parked on
the street in front of the shop. “But I know some women are a little
intimidated by them.”
Melanie laughed.
“Not me. I’ve always wanted to ride one.” She walked to the big machine and ran
her fingers over the soft, black, leather seat. “I would love to ride with
you.”
His lips turned
up in a devilish grin. “Really?”
She glanced at
him and realized her statement might have sounded a little . . . sexual. Suddenly, an
image washed through her of straddling Rafe, and slowly moving up and down
on him, his big
erection buried deep inside her. A wild surge of hormones vibrated through her.As her cheeks
blossomed with heat, she flicked her gaze to the seat again. “Um, yeah.
It would be a real
adventure. Then I can cross two items off my bucket list—getting a tattoo
and riding a
motorcycle.”
“I never knew you
had such a wild side.”
Before she could
respond, he opened the back compartment and handed her a helmet, then pulled one
on himself.
She opened her
bag and pulled out the light sweater she’d brought with her and started
to pull it on. Ever
the gentleman, Rafe grabbed it and held it up for her so she could easily push
her arms into the
sleeves. As she zipped it up, he pulled a black leather jacket from the storage
bin and pulled it on.
Oh, man, he
looked incredibly hot in denim and leather. He mounted the bike and she climbed on behind
him.
Once she was
settled, he glanced back at her. “You sure you want to go straight home?”
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Excerpt 1
(HTClaim Part 2 - Savage Kiss) ~450 words
“You know,” Rafe
said, “if you’re interested in doing something artistic for a living, I’m sure we could
find something for you in the art department at Ranier Industries.”
Melanie smiled.
“There you go trying to help me out again. You know, you’re not responsible for
me.”
“You’re right,
but I’d like to help. Not because I feel obligated. I think you’re
talented and just need a
chance to shine. I’d love to help you do that.”
“Did you want
help when you broke away from the company and went off on your motorcycle to
find yourself?”
His lips quirked
up. “No, but I have a big bank account to fall back on. And the family business. You
have to play it closer to the edge. But I get it. You want to do it on your
own.”
She smiled and
took a sip of her drink. “Talking about your time away, how was it playing your
guitar in front of huge audiences?”
His eyes glowed.
“It was a pure adrenaline rush.”
She grinned. “A
few months ago, I never would have been able to imagine Rafe Ranier, businessman,
always impeccably dressed in a designer suit, playing guitar with a rock band
in front of
screaming fans, but after seeing you with your tattoos and leather jacket, and
riding the big motorcycle .
. .” She shrugged. “I still say you inspire me.”
He leaned
forward. “I like that.”
The intensity of
his gaze unsettled her.
“If I can be some
part of you breaking free and finding yourself, that makes me feel
good.”
She gazed into
his sky blue eyes, her heartbeat increasing. “I’m glad I make you feel
good.”
He was so close.
With his broad shoulders and impressive height, she felt tiny in comparison. She
felt the pull of his masculinity as she leaned a little closer. Heat simmered
in his eyes as his face
drew nearer, then he tipped up her chin. Her breath held as his lips brushed
hers. Lightly.
Tenderly. Then his mouth moved on hers. She breathed in his musky male scent
mixed with leather and
mint. The tip of his tongue teased her lips and she opened. Her arms
swept around his neck
as he slid into her mouth. His hands glided around her waist and he drew
her closer. Her
eyelids fell closed as she felt his arms envelop her.Oh, God, this was
really happening. She was in Rafe Ranier’s arms. They were alone in her apartment and
he was kissing her. Her bedroom was only yards away. She curled her
tongue around his and
stroked it. Weak with need, she melted against him.
His mouth drew
away and she opened her eyes.
He seemed
uncertain. “Melanie, are you sure—”
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AUTHOR BIO
Opal Carew is the author of Total Abandon, Pleasure Bound, Twin Fantasies and other erotic romance novels. She also writes as Elizabeth Batten-Carew. “So why do I like writing erotic romance?” she asks. “I like being able to push beyond traditional boundaries.” Opal loves crystals, dragons, feathers, cats, pink hair, the occult and all that glitters. While she writes, she listens to inspirational music, lights candles and keeps crystals near. Before devoting herself to her passion as a writer, Opal spent 15 years as a software analyst, and she has a degree in Mathematics from the University of Waterloo. She lives with her husband and two sons in Ontario, Canada.
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