Blog Tour: Missionary Position by Daisy Prescott {Excerpt & Giveaway}

Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000038_00071]Missionary Position Synopsis:

Sex? Absolutely

Love? Not my thing.

I didn’t do love or butterflies, but I loved him.

I was screwed, and not in a good way.

Selah Elmore is a smart, independent woman who knows exactly who she is and what she wants. She loves her life being a professor and popular pirate erotica author. However, when she leaves the Pacific Northwest to spend six months studying sculpture in West Africa, she learns she doesn’t know a thing about love.

Cocky, suit-wearing Gerhard charms her during a stopover in Amsterdam, but dashing, adventurous Kai sweeps her off her feet in Ghana.

Sparks fly on three continents when perpetually single Selah discovers there’s more to love and life than she ever imagined.

 

Excerpt from Missionary Position

He dropped me on the bed and stood gazing down at me.

“What are we going to do with you?”

“Make love to me?”

“Of course, but I meant in general.”

He traced up my inner calves, parting my legs when he reached my knees, gently shoving the fabric of my skirt out of his way while his hands moved over my thighs.

I let my head fall back, reveling in his touch.

“I’ll miss this.” He kissed the soft skin of my inner thigh.

“It will miss you, too.”

“And this.” His fingers skimmed the lace edge of my underwear.

“So much.” I squirmed when he slipped a finger underneath.

Lifting his eyes, his gaze locked with mine for a few beats of my heart.

His hand snuck below my shirt, gliding across my belly until he reached my bra.

“I can’t bear to be apart from these.” He cupped a breast

“Their longing will be unbearable,” I moaned.

Without pretense or haste, he stripped me bare, and I did the same for him. My hands memorized his warm skin, marking each angle and dip of muscle and bone. I licked and tasted him, filing away every detail: his salty skin; his sweet, vaguely minty kiss. The skin behind his ear held his pheromones—I could live inside that small patch of him for days. Other parts of him smelled musky; deep and pure man.

We lay together, tangled up in each other, our lust quiet for the moment, lost in our bubble. He buried his nose against the crook of my shoulder and placed a kiss there. I loved his lips. He reached out his arm and tore the condom foil with his teeth. I loved his teeth. I watched his nimble fingers ready himself. I loved his fingers. He rolled over me and aligned himself. I loved his weight on me. Silently, he entered me, inch by slow inch until his pelvis rested flush against my thighs. I loved the way he filled me.

I wrapped my legs around his hips and my arms around his ribs, wanting to consume him and never let him escape. The futility of desire washed over me while we moved together, rocking into one another with no space between where he ended and I began.

This wasn’t about seeking release or even pleasure. Each gesture held the weight of our love and the coming loss. Heavy, so heavy, our eyes held emotions our kisses tried to soothe away. My eyes closed, seeking to avoid revealing my fears.

His mouth sought mine, licking and nipping. I wove my fingers into his hair, pulling enough to flirt with pain. He responded by sliding his hand around the nape of my neck and grabbing my hair. The pain focused me on the moment, taking me out of my thoughts. I opened my eyes. He arched over me, towering above, pressing me down and claiming me. Over and over our eyes met, then closed with the knowledge time wasn’t in our favor.

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About the Author:

Daisy Prescott

Daisy Prescott

Before writing bestselling contemporary adult romances, I dreamed of being an author while doing a lot of other things. Antiques dealer, baker, blue ribbon pie-maker, fangirl, freelance writer, gardener, pet mom and wife are a few of the other titles I’ve acquired over the years.

Born and raised in San Diego, I currently lives in a real life Stars Hollow in the Boston suburbs with my husband, our dog Hubbell, and an imaginary house goat.

Missionary Position is a spin-off from my first novel, Geoducks Are for Lovers. Like my second novel, Ready to Fall, it can be read as a standalone contemporary romance/romantic comedy.

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