Book Title: Rain Over Me
Author: Cindy Lou Moldovan
Genre: Romance
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
Mia came to a halt, her breath hitching in her throat,
and she skidded to an abrupt stop in front of the refrigerator as she took in
the tall figure leaning against her Quartzite sandstone countertop.
“Philippe!” she squealed.
“Happy to see me, princess?” he asked, but the glint
in his dark green eyes showed his displeasure.
Mia held on Mia Lambert is beautiful, rich and used to
having her own way. When it comes to intimacy, she makes her own rules.
Convinced that she is selfish and self-centered like her mother, she stays away
from matters of the heart. Mia’s rules leave her empty and unfulfilled, but she
is too stubborn to change until Philippe strides into her life and challenges
her to let him fulfill her wanton body’s desires.
Philippe Colson is every woman’s dream. Handsome and
charming, he shows Mia passion beyond her wildest dreams. He has come to play,
and when he does, he plays for keeps.
Will Mia allow her fears to rule her heart and leave
her with an empty, guarded life or will she accept the challenge from Philippe
and trust her heart to him?
to the door of the refrigerator, her hand shaking
slightly, hoping he didn’t see the affect he had on her.
“I…how did you get in here?” she asked, her voice
rising. Mia had ignored his calls, emails and answered his text messages only
in monosyllables for the past two months. Yeah, he was pissed! She was well
aware that he is not the type of man to be put off and she had done just that.
“I appreciate your high tech security and your
bodyguard, but I have my ways of getting what I want at times. You should know
that tactic well.”
“Are you saying I’m used to having my own ways? Rich
and spoiled? Fine, go ahead. Nothing I’ve not heard before.” Her bravado
returned, but she took a step back as he pushed off the counter.
He took a swig of water from the bottle he held in his
hand. “You are avoiding me and I want to know why the hell you are running.”
Her dress fell off her shoulder onto her arm and she
attempted to pull it back in place, but her hand met with Philippe’s as he held
the dress in place and ran his thumb across her skin. Her chest tightened as
desire flooded her body.
Philippe’s hooded gaze held her eyes. He set the
bottle of water on the counter and rubbed her other arm slowly, making his way
to her back where he found the clasp to her bra and skillfully unsnapped it.
Mia’s lip caught in her teeth and her lids slid shut
as she tried to repress a moan that was sure to escape her throat.
Philippe cupped her pert breast that fit perfectly in
his large palm. None too gently he squeezed the pale pink nipple, encouraging
the areolar to constrict, elongating her nipple between his thumb and index
finger.
Her head dropped to his chest and lulled from side to
side. She was never one to deny herself what she wanted and at this moment, she
desperately wanted Philippe.
Truth be told, she’d always wanted him, ever since
they met 15 months, 1 week and 2 day ago, but who was counting time…not her,
surely. Keeping up with such minute details were for the weak, which she was
not.
Philippe tilted her head back; her blonde hair framed
her face and fell over her shoulders as she looked into his eyes. His tall
frame loomed over her as his dark green eyes seeks hers out. Their breathing
and the sound of the refrigerator humming were the only sounds in the room.
Slowly he peeled back the dress and pink lacy demi bra off her shoulders and
let them fall to the floor, pooling around her ankles.
She rubbed her breasts across his white linen shirt
and the sensation of the material against them sent a wicked sensual sensation
pooling down her center to the apex of the thighs.
Philippe crushed his mouth to hers and took her tongue
in a wild kiss that lasted all of a few seconds. He spun her around and bent
her at the kitchen island.
Her breasts came in contact with the cold hard
countertop. She was bent at the waist pushing her ass toward his erection that
ground into her bottom with no mercy.
A plea that sounded like a whimper left her lips. He
slid a finger into her wet pussy that was now hot and slick. Slowly, he swirled
his long finger around and around her need as Mia shook with desire. He pulled
his finger from her slit that dripped with her essence and pushed it gently
into her mouth.
Mia greedily sucked off her own juices, but before she
could repeat the motion, he placed his palm on her ass and rubbed it one,
twice, then with a stinging motion, spanked her with three quick successive
snaps. Mia yelped from the surprise spanking that sent moisture rushing to her
core. Before she could get her bearings, Philippe headed to the door.
“Play nice, or we don’t play at all. Will you answer
the next time I call?”
His hand was on the front door and she wanted to plead
with him to stay. “Yes, but…”
“Good.” He pulled open the door and it closed silently
behind him.
Mia lay her head on the cool stone of the countertop
and willed her breathing to return to normal. What the fuck just happened? She
took stock of the situation that just took place and humiliation set into the
pit of her stomach. How could he treat her that way? He waltzed into her place…
“Oh, my God,” she whispered. “How did he get in…
Invading my space, getting me naked, swirling his delicious finger in my, my…in
me, spanking my ass and leaving! Who the hell does he think he is?” She felt
the heat of a blush rising from her neck all the way to her hairline.
She sheepishly picked her clothes up off the floor and
went to her bedroom where she put on a robe. Where the hell was her security and
who is on duty? Well, they were doing a piss poor job of looking after her
safety. Mia placed a call to the emergency number of the security detail that
was on speed dial on her phone. She did not wait for proper identification, but
snapped at the person and asked to speak with Greg Williams, the supervisor.
“Miss Lambert, how may I help you, ma’am?”
“Security on my loft was breached today and I want to
know why no one told me about it.” She bit the words into the phone with
clenched teeth.
“Come again, Miss Lambert? Someone was in your
residence?”
“That is exactly what I am saying, Greg. How did he
get in?”
“I am looking at the screen and your loft was accessed
twice this evening, but both times the codes were entered correctly so there
were no alarms. Are you OK, Miss Lambert?” His voice rang with concern.
“Yes, yes, I’m fine. I just don’t understand…”
“There is something that may be of some interest to
you, ma’am. Mr. Philippe Colson bought our security company about a week ago.
On the security camera he entered your residence about an hour before you got
home today, but he has the code, which is why there was not an alarm.”
Fuck, fuck! Mia rubbed her temples and reassured Greg
that there was just a misunderstanding and it was okay for Mr. Colson to enter
her home. Now she really was pissed off. Embarrassed and pissed. She quickly
placed her other call, her hand rubbing the back of her neck.
“I said I would call you, but to what do I owe the
unexpected pleasure?”
“You bought the security company? Are you out of your
fucking mind, Philippe?” she hissed into the phone.
“Just investing in other companies, my dear Mia.
Diversity makes good business sense,” he replied.
“I can have you
arrested for trespassing.”
“Ah, now you are insulting me, since I bought the
property that houses your loft, as well. I was just checking on my investment.”
“What? You did what?” she yelled.
“As much as I would like to continue this pissing
contest, I am at an important dinner meeting and must get back to my guests.
Bye, princess.”
Mia stared at the phone in her hand. She could not
believe the audacity of the man. How dare he hang up on her? She really wanted
to call him back and slam the phone down on him but that was just too childish.
The mattress dipped beneath her as she threw herself on her back and kicked her
legs up and down. She glared at the brilliant white ceiling while her pulse
raced.
“I hate him, I do, I do.” Mia hoped that by repeating
those words she would actually despise him, but she was lying about one thing
for sure…Mia wanted the weight of his body on hers, wanted the touch of his
lips and tongue on her womanhood, his fingers to slide in her core, his mouth
to suck her clit until she screamed his name in ecstasy. It happened once, 15
months, 1 week and 2 days ago.
Cindy Lou Moldovan graduated from Lee College in Texas with a nursing degree. She is a certified PADI Scuba Divemaster, loves the outdoors, spending time with family and friends and travels extensively. An avid reader and book lover, she is the author of her memoir "Growing Up Third World". Cindy creates strong characters in her steamy novels that her readers will fall in love with and leave them panting for more. She lives in South Carolina with her husband.
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