Hard As Diamonds

Unedited excerpt

  Cassandra Rouchette looks like she has it all. Tall, blonde with a figure to die for and now a business woman. Owner of the Double Deuce, a private club catering to the whims and fancies of New England's upper crust society. Cassandra should be reveling in the power she holds. But Cassandra feels anything but capable. Alex sees beneath the hard shell Cassie presents to the world. He well knows deep under Cassies Kiss My Boot exterior is a soft delicate woman yearning to yield. Can Alex find a way to bring Cassie to her knees without shattering her spirit? Or will she be the one who comes out on top in this battle of wills?

Hands stroked over her bare skin. Fingertips trailing lightly over her spine, and she shivered. His hand glided over the rise of her buttocks to smooth over her thigh, wrapping around the limb, tugging lightly. Cassie obliged him parting her thighs in a drowsy, lazy movement. Long fingers ghosted up her thigh stopping just before they reached the dampening flesh of her pussy. She let out a disappointed moan "Shhh, " his voice a whisper as his lips traced the delicate edge of her ear. "What's your hurry, baby? We have all night." She laughed softly, feeling giddy and happy. An unaccustomed feeling to be sure, how long had it been since she felt happy? Had she ever? His fingers dipped into the moist core of her, distracting her. He was so gentle, unhurried, grazing the bare skin. Cassie shifted, rolling on to her back because she wanted to see his face as he touched her. In the dark she could only make out the outline of his head lowering to her chest, lips brushing over one jagged scar softly before they touched her nipple in delicate exploration. She arched up wanting to feel those firm lips suck her. His arm reached under her, supporting her in the arch, keeping her body pressed close to his as he drew her turgid nipple into his mouth. His other hand splayed over her belly for a moment, stroking its way down until he cupped her in his palm, one long, elegant finger dipping into her, testing her readiness; delicately rimming the entrance of her body. His palm pressed against the swelling bud of her clit. Cassie dug her fingers into his hair. Heat rippling under her skin, her body melting. His fingers moved against her wet flesh, arousing her with the very gentleness of his touch. She reached down, covering his hand with hers, pressing him harder to her body. He paused, lifted his head. "Please," she murmured, willing him to understand. His fingers pressed harder, putting pressure just where she needed it most. "Yes," she sighed, feeling his smile rather than seeing it in the dark. His mouth returned to her breast as he worked her, pleasure flowing over her like warm honey, seeping from between her thighs to coat his fingers. He moved, easing over her slowly, letting her take the weight of his body by degrees. The broad head of him nestled against her, pressed against the entrance of her body. She bent her legs holding him in the cradle of her thighs, welcoming him. His mouth hovered over hers. "Say my name." Her lips formed the word, brushing his, but no sound came. "Say it, Casandra, say my name." She wet her lips with the tip of her tongue and swallowed. "Alex. " "Again" "Alex." "Yes." His hands gripped her hips and he began to press into her slowly, so slowly and gently. The shrill sound of her phone ringing had her jerking awake. She reached over and picked the thing up. "Hello?" she said, hating the husky raspyness of her voice.