What started out as a game conducted through texts and emails is blossoming into something different. At last, Saffron and Gideon have a chance to meet up at a French vineyard.
He didn’t disappoint and the nervous adrenaline, which had swamped her body all morning in anticipation of their assignation was replaced by a new wave of butterflies, ones of pleasure and delight. He kissed gently, massaging her lips, nudging his tongue between them until she let him in.
He folded his arms about her and she lifted up onto her tiptoes, tilting her head to one side. Across her back, he roved about, crumpling up her t-shirt, fisting it into a ball and exposing her lower spine. The cool rush of air merely enhanced the shivers dancing across her skin.
If Saffron anticipated words or platitudes of greeting, they didn’t come. Gideon wasted no time in making up for days of virtual kisses and smiles with physical ones. He released her mouth and she gasped for air, resting her head on his shoulder.
He stroked her back, and his hand drifted onto her bottom, squeezing it. She giggled.
“I want you,” he murmured.
She looked up, straight into the dark pits of his emotion packed eyes. Oh yes, he did. She saw the glint, the eagerness in his dilated irises. She had to know how far he meant, no misunderstandings this time. “What exactly do you want?” She’d placed her hands on his square shoulders, and they’d tensed as she asked the question.
“To show you my appreciation of all those amazing emails and texts, especially the ones I didn’t ask for. Be honest, did they make you feel good?” He cocked his head to one side and before she could duck her head, he tilted her chin up, preventing her from hiding her flushed display of embarrassment.
“Yes,” she said softly. “Not at first. The more I experimented, sought out different ways.” The heat in her face must have turned her cheeks crimson. “Were they what you expected?” She held her breath.
He’s standing across the wine cellar watching her when their eyes meet. Miles away from home in California’s Napa Valley, she’s caught in his gaze. Though, neither one speaks, for a moment the rest of the world falls away, and she sends him a smile.
She sees him again.
Back home in England. Is it the same man? In the middle of a crowded wine fair, she spots him. A smile of recognition, but no words exchanged. She shakes it off, the same line of business, the same events, it’s a small world.
The third is no coincidence.
She’s running a private tasting and in walks her mystery man, dressed in a fine suit. What does she really know about him other than they share a love of wine? She’s intrigued, even more so when she discovers he has sought her out. When he invites her to a private session in a wine cellar, deep underneath a castle, she begins to uncover his secrets.
Saffron surrenders her body and embarks on an indulgent journey with the attractive sommelier, Gideon. As a wine taster, Saffron continually uses her senses to carve out a successful career, driving her to the peak of her profession. However, when Gideon leads her on an erotic adventure fueled by passion and self-discovery, she’s startled to learn that she’s been living her life ignorant of sensory pleasures that require other talents, ones she’d never explored with her previous, disastrous lover. That man, who envies her success, is waiting to strike back and destroy everything she has achieved.
Excerpt – A Taster