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THE RED is a standalone novel of erotic fantasy from Tiffany Reisz, international bestselling author of The Bourbon Thief and the Original Sinners series.
Releasing July 11th!
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Burb:
Mona Lisa St. James made a deathbed promise that she would do anything to save her mother's art gallery, The Red. Just as she realizes she has no choice but to sell it, a handsome stranger makes her an offer: He will save The Red if she submits to him for the period of one year. Surely her mother didn't mean for Mona to sell herself. Then again, she did promise to do anything to save The Red…
Excerpt
“Why do I want to be
generous with you, you asked me earlier. The answer is simple,” Malcolm said.
“I want to. Reason enough for me. If you want more specifics, well, you’re a
beauty, as I said. Magnificent legs, marvelous ankles. And I love a girl with
red hair, even if it is artificial. Your complexion is lighter than I prefer
but it will show bites and blushes well. You wear your hair tastefully. Most
women these days wear their hair shorn off or unbound and undone. Takes the
magic out of the hair if it’s already down and loose before we’ve gone to bed.
You wear yours pinned up and it makes me imagine what it looks like down. I
like that very much.”
She warmed at the
compliments.
“You could have
seduced me for free, you know.” If he had no qualms about admitting his attraction
to her, she’d have none about admitting hers to him. “You are very handsome.”
“Am I?”
“I like...” He’d
enumerated her best features in detail. Surely he expected the same from her,
yet she shied away from telling him how attractive she found him. He didn’t
seem the sort to need his ego massaged. “I like your hands.”
“My hands.”
“They’re big,” she
said. “And muscular. Sort of. They have lovely veins in them. I like male hands
with veins. I noticed them the first time I saw you. And surely you noticed me
noticing them if you’re such a connoisseur of women.”
“I did.”
“And yet you want to
pay me for sex instead of simply asking me out on a date and getting it for
free.”
“Let me explain,
darling.” He leaned forward and rested an elbow on the chair arm. He used the
hand attached to that arm and elbow to gesticulate as he spoke. “When a woman
such as yourself and a man such as myself are lovers...” He pointed at her and
then at himself. “Expectations are raised. Marriage being one of them. Lovers often
love each other. I have no interest in love or marriage from you. Nor do I wish
to take you to dinner. I simply want to fuck you in various ways that please
me. It’s my preference.”
The phrase “in
various ways” brought images into Mona’s mind. She warmed even more. She
started to cross her legs but caught herself in time.
“I have heard that
men don’t pay prostitutes for the sex itself. They pay prostitutes to leave.”
He laughed softly, a
warm sensual laugh. Now she did cross her legs.
“There may be some
truth to that,” Malcolm said. “A man can get the same thing from his wife as he
could get from a whore, but the wife might want to talk after.”
“God forbid.”
“Indeed. I wouldn’t
pay you to leave, however. I’ll do the leaving after. What I’m paying for, in
fact, is permission. Carte blanche, shall we say.”
“Carte blanche?
Meaning?”
“I want your
permission to do whatever I want to do with your body.” “Whatever you want?
That doesn’t sound safe.”
“I realize that,” he
said. “I’ll make you this promise—I won’t damage you in any way. Will there be
bites? Of course. Bruises? Undoubtedly. One can hardly kiss a girl as pale as
you without leaving a mark. Will I make you bleed? Probably not, but it’s
happened before. I won’t pull out your fingernails or submit you to water
torture. If you genuinely thought I wanted to do you real harm, I wouldn’t be
in this office negotiating with you, would I?”
“No.”
“On the other hand,
it’s a virtual certainty I’ll chain you to the bed and bugger you. I’m sure it
will come as no shock to you that I am also very fond of riding crops.”
About Tiffany Reisz:
Tiffany Reisz is the international bestselling author of the Original Sinners series for Mira Books and Mills & Boon, including the RT Book Reviews Best Erotic Romance 2012 winner The Siren and the LAMBDA Literary Award-winning The King. Her novel The Saint won the Romance Writers of America RITA® for best Erotic Romance in 2015.
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