Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Book Excerpt - Seducing Anne by Chanse Lowell

Title: Seducing Anne

Author: Chanse Lowell

Release date: November 22nd, 2013

Genre:  Erotic Historical Romance

Tour: Irresistible Reads Book Tours

Book Description:

Symptoms of time travel are never fun—ask Guy Moore. He just returned, and now he's being thrown back in time. His assignment? To impregnate Anne Boleyn. As an agent of SHROAG, he's completed more assignments than any other agent, and is ready to retire. Too bad Elizabeth I needs to be born to preserve history, and his DNA is the only one to do it. How will Guy seduce Anne, the woman who kept Henry VIII at arm's length for over seven years? And how will he keep from falling for her in his efforts?

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18513819-seducing-anne?ac=1

Book Excerpt

“What say you? Have we an agreement?”
“I suppose we do,” she said, her eyes widening. “Will you be in attendance at supper and sit by me?”
“We never agreed to where I would be placed.” He leaned in, rubbed his cheek against hers and whispered in her ear, “You want to barter for that as well?”
“You have a requirement for everything,” she said with a groan.
“And you are in my private chambers, even though you said that would not take place until one of us had capitulated and kissed the other. Are you ready to snap already? Did you come here for a kiss?” He blew across her ear.
“It will not be I that fails—but you.”
“And yet you plead for me to sit with you and dote on you and be at your table, at your side.” He stepped away and gave her a measured look.
“Never think I am here for you. It is always about the king and how to advance myself in his favor.”
His hand lashed out, and he gripped her wrist. “If that is the case, then you have no need of me.” His thumb stroked circles on her wrist. “You have a magic all your own and are most becoming in this color.”
“You like red?” Her voice shook again, though her face was impassive.
“On you—I think I shall like anything at all, but even more so, if your dress is puddled at your feet, good lady.”
Her breathing stopped, and she closed her eyes while her jaw tightened once more. “Why did I ever ask for your assistance? You are a fiend.”
“Yes—you have that effect on me.” His hand flew, and swaaaat!
His hand stung a little from smacking her right ass cheek.
“You dare to hit me?” Her eyes went dark and heavy.
“You deserved a spanking, little lavender. I would give you more, but it seems I am to go in search of fresh clothing so I will meet with your approval and become a worthy adversary of the king.”
She fought off a smile.
So, he did it again.
The opposite cheek was struck.
She went up on tiptoes and swayed in spot like she was drunk.
“Who needs a kiss when I have this?” He held up his palm in front of her face.
She moaned, and then out of nowhere, raised her hand as if she was going to strike him, but instead, she cupped the back of his neck and pulled his face to hers. Her breath pelted his mouth, and her lips were barely an inch away from his. “A brute? You think I am impressed by that? Apparently you have not seen how the king paws at my duckies and—”
“Oh God—he really calls your breasts that?” He rolled his eyes, and his teeth clacked together.
“Yes, he does. What do you call them?”
“Tits.” He ran a hand down the side of her right breast, ghosting over her ribs. “Beautiful, round, desirous tits—I would savor on my tongue, and will, the moment you come to my room again and kiss me.” She released the back of his neck.
“That will happen the day I spank you back.” She pursed her lips, pivoted on her right foot and approached the door.
In two long strides, he was up against her, trapping her at the door. He cupped her chin and ran his thumb over her bottom lip. “I will be there tonight—for you. Not for him. And I will touch you. If you do not want me to do that, then I will not be there.”
She sucked in some air, and her gaze went up to the ceiling.
“Lavender lady—do you want me there? Do you want me to touch you in front of the king and everyone else?”
She remained mute and stoic.
“When you make a decision, find me. I will await your answer.” He dropped his grip, releasing her chin.

About the Author:
Chanse grew up in the desert southwest and still lives there with her husband, children, and pet cactus. She’s addicted to three things: reading erotica, writing erotica and sandwiches with a side of erotica to aid with digestion. She grew up watching programs with science fiction and historical fiction themes, and is determined she can combine her three favorite genres, creating a new breed of novel with scifi, historical and smut sandwiched in the middle.

The last thing she ever thought she’d do was pursue her dream to be a writer since her family tends to keep her busy. When she was introduced to fan fiction, she realized she wanted to see more science fiction and historical fiction to fill in the gap with lots of naughtiness thrown in, of course. Her true passion is creating her own worlds from scratch, letting her imagination go and take her to another place.

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