Saturday, June 18

ATH: Sylvia Day

Welcome one of my old Wicked Writer buddies! She has a great WICKED READ to spotlight today.
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On the eve of his thirtieth birthday, Miguel Santos leaves his high-powered life behind for a visit to the small town he grew up in... and the high school sweetheart whose wild passion he’s never stopped craving.
Faith Bennett loved Miguel the moment she saw him. But she always knew his future was in New York, while hers was tied to the auto shop that was her close-knit family’s livelihood. Pushing him away nearly broke her, but when he took her heart with him, he left something precious behind.
Now he’s back, demanding her body, her desire, her very soul as retribution for the pain he still carries. He won’t settle for anything less than everything she’s got, but she still can’t leave with him and he still can’t stay, and their past has secrets too explosive to share.
Excerpt:
The smell of motor oil, degreaser, and coolant were among the very few scents in the world that made Miguel Santos’s dick hard enough to drive nails. He blamed that on Faith Bennett. The girl he’d loved with the wild, intense passion only experienced in adolescence. The girl he had slaked all his raging teenage hormones on every chance he could. The girl he’d fully intended to marry and spend the rest of his life spoiling with the sort of expensive gifts, cars, and homes her struggling family couldn’t afford.
…until she’d kicked him to the curb the day after his high school graduation.
Miguel pulled the keys from the ignition of the sleek BMW coupe he’d rented at the airport, then slid out from behind the wheel. He took off his sunglasses and stared at the auto shop in front of him. Bennett and Sons Garage looked better than he’d ever seen it. Fresh tan and forest green paint spoke of steady business, as did the number of cars in the service area. They’d expanded at some point, taking over the lot next door that used to be a paint shop. He’d noted on the drive over that the neighborhood had been revitalized. So much had changed in the twelve years since he’d left Rio Penasquitos. He’d changed.
But his memories of Faith remained the same–fierce and heated. Powerful.
Powerful enough to bring him face-to-face with a woman he’d sworn never to see again. He’d finally accepted that he wasn’t moving forward because part of him was still clinging to the past. Like every other memory from high school, his recollections were stained by the perceived omnipotence of youth and he’d realized what he had to do. He needed to see Faith again, with an experienced man’s eyes, so he could finally cut through the nostalgia and close that chapter of his past.
He headed to the waiting room. Grabbing the metal handle of the glass door, Miguel stepped into the cool air conditioning and smiled absently at those who filled the chairs in the expansive space. A mother was walking her son to the vending machine, an older gentleman was reading a copy of Forbes that just happened to have Miguel’s dad on the cover, and a couple college-age kids were laughing over something they were watching on an iPhone.
“Good news, Mr. Sullivan,” a husky voice called from behind the service counter. “You don’t need a new radiator.”
Miguel froze, his body tensing. He dreamed of that voice sometimes. Relived occasions when it had teased him, taunted him, begged him…
First loves were heady; everyone knew that. But his had been soaked with insanely combustible lust. A desire so hot it had seared into his brain.
He exhaled harshly and got a grip on himself. He’d been a kid then, highly-sexed and blessed with a lush, sensual girlfriend. It would be different now. He had control of his dick and libido.
Faith appeared at the counter, her gaze on her hands as she pulled off the latex gloves she wore while working. She was dressed in a baggy blue jumpsuit and her long, dark hair was clipped up, effectively subduing her sexiest assets.
Miguel’s cock didn’t mind. It thickened and lengthened with rousing appreciation.
Goddammit… She was still hot as hell. Full-lipped, blue-eyed, honey-skinned. A fucking walking wet dream.
Mr. Sullivan set down the issue of Forbes and stood.
“Your radiator hose–” Her gaze caught on Miguel. She paled and reached for the counter.
He stood riveted, rocked by desire so ferocious he could barely string two thoughts together. His brain got as far as him leaping over the counter and dragging her to the floor, then it shorted out.
“Radiator hose sprung a leak?” Mr. Sullivan asked, approaching her.
Faith visibly shook off her shock and glanced at her customer. “Yes. I replaced it and refilled your coolant reservoir. Angela will type up the repair order and check you out.”
“Thank you.”
She managed a tight smile before pivoting and walking back out of the half-door leading to the service bays.
The last time she’d turned her back to him had been the last time he saw her. She’d slid out of his bed in all her naked glory, her passion-flushed skin on display, her generous curves reigniting the lust she’d sated just a few moments before. Faith fought and fucked with no restraint, and he’d learned to just hang on and enjoy the ride.
“We’ve had a good time together,” she’d said, looking over her shoulder with a cool smile. “I’m sure I’ll miss you now and then after you’re gone.”
Two years together, and she dropped him like a forgettable one-night stand.
He had no idea how long she’d been planning on dumping him. From the beginning? She did it so blithely he knew he’d meant little to her for a while.
Galvanized by his remembered pain, humiliation, and simmering fury, Miguel stepped outside to wait. A moment later, she joined him from the nearest bay, her lips slicked with pinkish gloss. He wondered if she still favored the strawberry-flavored stuff. He used to love nibbling it off her mouth. And seeing the pink stain of it ringing his cock.
“Miguel.” She blew out her breath in a rush. “I didn’t know you were in town.”
“Just pulled in.” Literally. He hadn’t stopped for gas or food, or said hi to his mother, who was expecting him to stay with her. He’d been planning on doing just that, until he saw Faith. Now, he would be getting a hotel room. Clearly just seeing her wasn’t going to do the trick. He’d have to nail her to get the job done, to prove to his infatuated brain and unruly dick that she didn’t have a golden, magical pussy. Sure it had felt that way at seventeen, when he’d had only a half-dozen girls in his sexual history and Faith had been the most precious thing in the world. He was thirty now and he’d had his share of women who knew how to wring a guy out in the sack. He just had to get past comparing new memories to faulty old ones. Similar to remembering an amusement park roller coaster as being wildly exhilarating, only to ride it again as an adult and realize it isn’t all that when you’re three times the size and a lot more jaded.
He’d soon be riding Faith again and gaining the same perspective. If she wasn’t married or attached to a significant other…
His gut knotted. He couldn’t tell by looking at her hand; she didn’t wear rings for safety reasons.
“You came here first?” Her blue eyes gave nothing away. As hot as she was, she was also cool and controlled.
Except when she was beneath him. There had been nothing controlled or cool about her then.
“I thought I’d take you to dinner.” He affected an easy smile. No simple task when he was furiously aroused, his entire body hard with need. “For old time’s sake.”
She looked him over, her gaze raking him from head to toe with a long, leisurely pause on his raging hard-on. He crossed his arms and widened his stance, his jaw clenching as the button-fly of his jeans dug into his straining cock. It fucking killed him that she could still affect him this way. He’d had a lot of beautiful women, but only Faith made him feel like he might die if he didn’t get inside her.
“Take me to dinner?” she repeated. “Or take me to bed?”
“Both.” He refused to feel vulnerable for stating his intentions. Just because he was hot to fuck her didn’t mean she had the power to hurt him. Hiding anything would suggest wariness and he wasn’t going to give her that ammunition. She could shred him just fine without any help. “Or just the latter.”
Her chin lifted. “Do you have a significant other?”
“I wouldn’t be propositioning you if I was.”
“No girlfriend?”
He shook his head.
“FiancĂ©?”
“Not yet.”
Miguel looked for any sign that his responses pleased or displeased her. She revealed nothing. His dick throbbed in time with the pounding beat of his heart. “You?”
She waved the question off with marked impatience. “Where should I meet you?”
Her desire to have an escape vehicle aggravated him, which he didn’t hide with his curtness. “Mezaluna work for you? I’ll pick you up.”
“It’s gone. The Torettos moved a few years ago. They wanted a quiet little restaurant, so when things got busy around here, they moved on.”
Rio Penasquitos hadn’t even been a spot on the map when he’d left, but it had grown into a quaint tourist destination and vacation spot for the wealthy. That was due in part to his mother, a trophy wife who’d returned to her home town to raise her only child and brought media attention with her. “Why don’t you pick me up at the bed and breakfast,” he challenged, “and we’ll figure it out from there.”
Her foot lifted, her leg moving restlessly. His gaze narrowed on that telltale movement.
“Okay,” she said finally. “What time?”
“Seven?” He remembered the shop closed at five. Expectation thrummed through him, a heated awareness that made a joke of the casual interaction they were pretending this was. Tension was strung tight between them, vibrating in the air with the energy of an approaching thunderstorm.
She wasn’t indifferent to him. He wondered if he’d possibly ruined her, too. Just a little. While he couldn’t imagine any man not taking the time to savor her body for hours, he knew damn well that no one could possibly love her as completely as he once had. Even the man he was today was incapable of that depth of emotion and connection. She’d killed the innocence in him that had made it possible to love a woman without any thought of self-preservation. He’d been wide open when she cut his heart out and scars had formed, creating a thick shield that he couldn’t get past and no woman could get through.
“I’ll see you then.” She backed up toward the garage. “You look good, Miguel.”
“So do you.” Good? She looked edible. His mouth was damn near watering with the anticipation of tasting her again. If there hadn’t been a dozen auto technicians around, he would have kissed off waiting until seven and taken what he wanted now. As it was, there was no conveniently private place on the lot to eat her sweet pussy, which is exactly what he’d do once he got his lips on her.
“I’m glad you came by,” she said softly, holding his gaze.
He bared his teeth in a smile. He didn’t want to be placated. He wanted a rushed dinner followed by unrushed sex that would pale in comparison to his exaggerated recollections. Then he’d leave the past behind where it belonged. “So… did you end up missing me now and then?”
“Sure.” She turned her back to him again. “See you at seven.”

~~~~~~~~~~
Sylvia has two new releases in October. What are they? Just answer in the comment section and your name goes into the hat for downloads of Misled and Kiss of the Night.

20 comments:

joder said...

According to Sylvia's site, she has three releases in October. I hope I pick the right works you meant by choosing...A Touch of Crimson and the novella Taking the Heat from the anthology Men Out of Uniform.

joderjo402 AT gmail DOT com

StacieDM said...

A Touch of Crimson and Men Out of Uniform are Sylvia's October releases. The Men Out of Uniform cover is out of this world. I've put both books on my wishlist.

User1123 AT comcast DOT net

Susan Gourley/Kelley said...

I like your heroine! Very cool customer dealing with a hot guy.

Tiss said...

Actually there are three books coming in October. A Touch of Crimson - A Renegade Angels Triogy
Oct 4th; Men out of Uniform - Taking the Heat Oct 4; Steamlust - Iron Hard oct 11.

I like the excerpt from this book, thanks for the contests.

Tiss
tiss81@hotmail.com

Pommawolf Emeraldwolfeyes said...

Thank you for the great excerpt and the I love the cover.

I know of 3 of Sylivia's new releases, and they are:

A Touch of Crimson
Taking the Heat from

Thank you again Ladies!

Darcy
pommawolf @hotmail.com

SheriV said...

She has three releases in October. A Touch of Crimson, Taking the Heat, and Iron Hard. This book looks good and I definitely want to check out Iron Hard. I do love Steampunk.


smurfettev AT gmail DOT com

Amy S. said...

Taking the Heat, A Touch of Crimson, and Iron Hard.

amysmith98@gmail.com

Chris said...

Men out of Uniform and Touch of Crimson...

cdkros at gmail dot com

Caffey said...

Don't put me in the contest cuz I read them all, lol, but so get this one! I love looking forward now to your books at Wicked Reads! I shall make sure I'm all set following you on Facebook.

Christina said...

A Touch of Crimson
Men Out of Uniform Featuring Sylvia’s novella, Taking the Heat.

both look pretty awesome too!

mhay@panhandle.rr.com

Kim B said...

Touch of Crimson
Taking the Heat
Iron Hard

I can't wait to read this one!

elaing8 said...

This sounds like a great book.Enjoyed the excerpt.
The books coming out in October are
-A Touch of Crimson
-Men Out of Uniform-Featuring Sylvia’s novella, Taking the Heat
-Steamlust: Steampunk Erotic Romance-Featuring Sylvia’s story, Iron Hard

elaing8(at)netscape(dot)net

flchen1 said...

Oooh... I've loved Sylvia's writing for years now! Thanks for spotlighting one of her newest! Gotta pick it up, and also looking forward to A Touch of Crimson and Men Out of Uniform in October!

f dot chen at comcast dot net

Tami said...

The excerpt sounded great! I will definitely look for it on amazon.
Touch of crimson
Iron hard
Taking the heat
Kitykatgirl1@gmail.com

Colleen said...

A Touch of Crimson & Men Out of Uniform: Taking the Heat are two of her October releases!

Jane said...

Sylvia's October releases are "A Touch of Crimson" and "Men Out of Uniform," which features her novella "Taking the Heat."

janie1215 AT excite DOT com

CrystalGB said...

A Touch of Crimson; a novella in Men Out of Uniform and a novella in Steamlust: Steampunk Erotic Romance.

Twisted Haute Mess said...

A Touch of Crimson & Steamlust!

Brandi

brandim311@gmail.com

kog said...

I've added All Revved up to my TBR list. That story is right up my alley!

Sylvia's October releases are: A Touch of Crimson and Out of Uniform.

(I agree - the cover of OOU is smokin' hot!!!)

Ivelisse said...

I love Sylvia.
A Touch of Crimson
Men Out of Uniform

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