I love romance novel heroes and I know you do too. Which is why I’m inviting special guest authors and their heroes to select and answer two questions for us. The questions come from a list I designed to dip into what really lies underneath and within all that strapping, heroic yumminess. I am thrilled beyond belief to have snagged Scarlet Chastain for us today! Please give a warm welcome to Scarlet and her hero, Mark, as we see what the man of I Kissed a Girl in Vegas is willing to share…
Mark: I’m the king of missed opportunities, Carlene. I’ve been in love with my boss, Gianna, since…well, let’s say it’s been a long time. I’ve wanted to tell her, but I couldn’t risk losing my job. Don’t get me wrong, jobs come and go. There are many opportunities here in Vegas for an experienced and discreet maitre d’, however if I lost Gianna…that would destroy me.
I feel for you, my friend. Here’s to hoping you get your chance with Miss Gianna very soon. If not, I think I heard quite a few hearts accelerate at your use of the words experienced and discreet. 😉
Question Two: What are the top two things on your mind when you’re out with someone special?
Mark: The only thing on my mind is making them feel special. I’m a lucky guy because I have two wonderful women to cater to, Gianna and Tessa. Both are special to me in different ways. Gianna calls the shots in our unique relationship, but my job is know what she needs even before she knows it herself. Tessa’s not used to being pampered so it’s a joy for me to spoil our girl.
It is with absolute certainty that I say this … you have garnered some new admirers with that answer. Tessa and Gianna better watch out! Thanks so much for sharing with us today, Mark. xoxoxo
Friends, are we ready for a little more from Mark’s story, I Kissed a Girl in Vegas? Here you go!
Tessa Walker’s business trip takes her to one of the poshest hotels on the Vegas Strip. Nursing a break-up, she can use of weekend of fun and sun. Little does she know, her pool cabana mate is none other than famous chef and restaurateur, Gianna Lucini, who introduces her to the world of great food and forbidden passion.
Life as a jet-set chef isn’t all it’s cracked up to be for Gianna. Like her restaurants, she insists on control in the bedroom and her tastes run anything but plain vanilla. She’s ready to give up on love until Tessa serves up an offer Gianna can’t turn down.
This goodie just came out on Thursday! Want a copy for your hot little hands? Mark hopes so, find yours here:
“Mark has another talent you’re sure to enjoy. I’m going to take over for him so he can show you. Just keep an open mind and let yourself go, Tessa.” Her slow words mesmerized me as her strong fingers took over and Mark let go. Her hands were small and soft in comparison to his. Gianna’s fingers traveled across my shoulder blades, loosening tight muscles along the way. I grabbed the edge of the table and slid my chair back a few inches. “Relax,” Gianna whispered. Mark moved to my side and casually leaned against the table. He picked up my hand and rubbed small circles around the sensitive area where my thumb met my palm.
“You have a hard time letting go. Don’t you, Tessa?” he asked.
I took a deep breath and reached for my glass of wine, hoping it’d provide much needed liquid courage. Mark grabbed my other hand before it could capture the wineglass.
“You don’t need that to relax. Let me help you.” His graveled voice rumbled its way through my body and stoked the heat settling low in my belly.
My chair suddenly moved out further and he stepped between my knees, facing me. His gaze moved from me to above my head where Gianna stood. She continued her ministrations on my tight muscles. Mark smiled and his gaze moved back to me. His fingers rubbed the inside of my palm in unison with Gianna’s hands at my shoulders. I’d never had two people touching me in this way before. Every cell of my body stood at attention. Like the rhythm of a gentle ocean, their hypnotic caresses washed away any lingering insecurity.
Waves of pleasure coursed through my body in the secluded room smack in the middle of one of the busiest hotels in Vegas. I should’ve been embarrassed by the attention. I should’ve got up and walked away. Things like that don’t happen to me. However, my ass might as well have been crazy-glued to the chair, because I wasn’t moving. The tablecloth brushed over my bare legs as Mark let go of one of my hands and his fingers brushed my thigh. He lowered his muscled body to his knees as Gianna gathered my hair into a ponytail. Her fingers raked through my scalp while Mark’s fingers drew imaginary lines from my knee to high on the inside of my thigh and back again. I swallowed hard as my pulse quickened. I was sure Gianna could see how fast my heart was beating when she pulled my hair and coaxed my face upward to meet her stare.
She smiled down at me. “I want you to clear your mind and just enjoy the moment. Can you do that for me?”
I nodded and closed my eyes. A flash of pain gripped my scalp as Gianna tightened her hold on my hair. My eyelids flew open and I met her crystal-blue gaze that was the color of a Caribbean ocean.
“Be here with me, Tessa. Don’t escape into yourself. I want your eyes on me, or Mark. Believe me, it will make the experience incredible.”
I nodded again and she loosened the grip she had on my hair. Mark’s tongue had replaced his fingers and he left a warm, wet trail on the inside of my thigh. He released my other hand and both of his hands were making their way up the tops of my thighs and under my short skirt.
Gazing at me, his eyes burned hot and he shot me a grin. “Lift up a little, sweetheart.”
I did as he asked and my lacy underwear was quickly swept from me, losing my shoes in the process. His palms cupped my knees, nudging them farther apart. A wave of insecurity washed over me as his gaze shifted to my sex.
“Remember what I said. Relax and enjoy.” Gianna’s voice filled my ear.
About the author:
Scarlet Chastain is the semi-secret pseudonym of a multi-published, best selling author of sensual erotic romance. Scarlet’s focus is female-centric sizzling stories written about women, for women.
She lives in the suburban shadows of New York City but her heart belongs to the beaches of Key West. Scarlet can usually be found in her favorite chair of her newly acquired writing cave.
If you ask her nicely, she will usually tell you her other pen name. She’s sweet that way.
Find Scar here:
Happy first week of release, Scar and Mark!!! Friends, thank you for stopping by and reading today’s post. I will say it again, Tessa and Gianna don’t want to let this heart breaker slip through their fingers. But if they do, I know we’ll all be there to scoop him up! I hope you’re as excited as I am to read I Kissed a Girl in Vegas and to see the heroes who will be stopping by in the coming weeks and months. Have a great week, everyone, xoxoxo.