Husband Material (Left at the Altar Book 3)
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Adrenaline spiked in my blood as she came forward to meet me, her hands at the back of her neck pulling the tie of her bikini top. A move she had perfected to an incredible degree of sexiness by the way. As it fell to reveal the perfect tits I worshipped as often as I got the opportunity, she had managed to get the tie at her back undone so the whole top dropped with a soft swish to the floor.
Jesus.
"Oh, oui." The words spilled from her lips as my tongue made love to her clit.
That was when I really got to work. Feasting on my wife's pleasure, spurring her release forward, pushing her for more upon more. Every part of me hyperfocused on this one goal, this one act. To hear and feel her sweet body lose it under me.
So, I took my time, but just enough so her release would be continuous. I swirled my tongue and fingers in perfect tandem, to a subterranean beat. Our bodies grooved together. Her hips thrust against me as her head dug back into the cushions, all while moaning decadently in French.
Until the shaking of her body became sporadic. A reaction to what she couldn't hold back any longer. The piercing pleasure I was sucking and ramming into her at top, deep-stroking speed. And then she came. Her body flailed up, and then collapsed back, the shakes taking over her, becoming her, and finally, finishing with her.
Then was I settling myself over her. Our lips found each other.
Yes, it was time.
Our lips were the first to meet, but when my cock kissed her wet slit, that was when the real shuddering began. It was nothing short of life-giving. The first notes of the beautiful tune that you knew was your favorite.
Before I could thrust in deeper, she was already grinding against me as another shake ripped through us, both of us clutching each other. Our bodies tinged with rapid-fire shots of pleasure and this feeling—this fucking nirvana. Of being with the one you were meant to be with. Being with the only person that would ever matter.
Our bodies moving in tandem. Stroking and grasping hands. Notes of thrills and laughs and moans. All interspersed amidst that primal motion of in and out, flesh claiming flesh. That more and more. That cresting pleasure driving us forward to the end.
And so, I kept on taking her as she was giving herself to me. We swapped positions like breathing, swapped them so many times I lost track. It was all lost in the flow. Her legs up and around me. Her hands ripping through my hair and her skin bristling to the touch. Her softness bearing my roughness. Her flowery scent in my head. Her and her and her.
Until I was not only fused into her, I was her. We were. And like this, as us, we came.
The aftermath was a timeless spell of blissed-out bodies trembling with remembering. Fucking rapture.
She whispered the sweetest words to me. "Très cher Gage, je t'aime."
My dearest Gage, I love you.
The End
Afterword
a note from Raine
Husband Material, this wonderful little story I absolutely loved writing, has just opened up a big new world for the direction of my creative plotting. There are good things happening down in the Carolinas for new characters you’ll be meeting shortly in new books.
Readers already familiar with my work are used to the little connections I like to sprinkle in my books as Easter Eggs for them to find. For the new reader these Easter Eggs will not stand out in any remarkable way, but if you know my other books, including the historicals, then you will find little gems placed here and there in the words and will know them when they appear.
Reid and Reeve Greymont are brothers in the gin distilling business, and boy do they have stories that need telling. The Greymont family is alive and well in the USA, as are the British Greymonts. (wink)
You might remember Grayson Lash and Reese Pinkarver from Capitol South, the novella I put in the Love In Transit anthology last year—they are getting their own book called Lovely Pink. Reese is a cousin to Gage…who is close friends with Grayson Lash…who made a small appearance in Husband Material.
Even my hero, Gage, has a connection to my historical, The Undoing of a Libertine. How you ask? Well, remember the boy that Jeremy hired to help him find Georgina—Danny the London street urchin who did not even know his last name? After Jeremy and Georgina brought Danny into the family, he grew up and eventually emigrated to America with Jeremy’s younger brother, Revé Greymont. The two of them started the American branch of the London shipping business Jeremy owned. Since Danny didn’t know his last name, he was given Danielson for a surname. Gage Danielson is his direct descendant. And just so you know…Gage has a LOT of cousins out there, so there are more connections coming in new stories down the road.
Exciting times ahead.
xo Raine
About the Author
Raine has been reading romance novels since she picked up that first Barbara Cartland paperback at the tender age of thirteen. She thinks it was The Flame is Love from 1975. And it's a safe bet she'll never stop reading romance novels because now she writes them too. Granted, Raine's stories are edgy enough to turn Ms. Cartland in her grave, but to her way of thinking, a tall, dark and handsome hero never goes out of fashion. Never! Writing sexy romance stories pretty much fills her days now. Raine has a prince of a husband and two brilliant sons…and two very bouncy but beloved Italian greyhounds to pull her back into the real world if the writing takes her too far away. Her sons know she likes to write stories but have never asked to read any. (Thank God.) The greyhounds are usually in her lap while she writes the stories, unfortunately both dogs at the same time. She loves to hear from readers and chat about the characters in her books. You can connect with Raine on Facebook in her Raine Miller Romance Readers group or visit her blog at Raine Miller Romance to see what she's working on now.
Also by Raine Miller
HISTORICAL ROMANCE
The PASSION of DARIUS
The UNDOING of a LIBERTINE
The MUSE
CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE
CHERRY GIRL
PRICELESS
HUSBAND MATERIAL
BLACKSTONE DYNASTY
FILTHY RICH, I
FILTHY LIES, II
THE BLACKSTONE AFFAIR
NAKED, Part 1
ALL IN, Part 2
EYES WIDE OPEN, Part 3
RARE and PRECIOUS THINGS, Part 4
Writing as Vivienne Wilmont
LORD BLACKWOOD’S VIRGIN
Writing as Brit DeMille
CRUSHED, Vegas Crush #1
SIN SHOT, Vegas Crush #2
RED ROCKET, Vegas Crush #3
Acknowledgments
Thank you to Jan for inviting me to be part of her wonderful project brainchild: Left at the Altar. I have enjoyed every minute of this amazing collaboration. As well as many heartfelt thanks to my series partners on this fun adventure: J.S. Scott, Ruth Cardello, Sawyer Bennett, Minx Malone, Melody Anne, you ladies rock it every single day and I am honored to have been a part of this with you.
A very special thank you goes out to Niloufer for her generous assistance with the French translations for Giselle. xo Merci chérie.
Readers, you won’t want to miss a single book in this series! Find out more about the other books in the Left at the Altar series on the following pages…
xo Raine
TEMPORARY GROOM by J.S. Scott
LEFT AT THE ALTAR 1
Lia
I thought I had my life all worked out. My wedding had been meticulously planned. All I had to do was walk down the aisle and get married to the man I'd been engaged to for over a year.
Pretty easy and uncomplicated, right?
Unfortunately, all of my well laid plans go up in smoke when my fiancé leaves me at the church alone because he found a woman who was better suited for his snobby world of wealth and privilege.
Problem is, I really have to get married. All of my hopes and dreams are dependent on me tying the knot by my twenty-eighth birthday, and the date is closing in fast.
As usual, my best friend Z
eke Conner is there to pick up the pieces when I get jilted by a jerk. He helps me work through the demoralizing event, so I can put it behind me and move on. But when he offers to marry me himself, I'm stunned. But it's a bargain I can't really refuse.
As my relationship changes with my best friend, I find myself caught in a web of sensual desire and unending passion that's as terrifying as it is satisfying. Probably because it seems all too real.
But our arrangement was supposed to be temporary. A deal between friends so that we'd both benefit. What will happen when it all ends?
ALMOST A WEDDING by Ruth Cardello
LEFT AT THE ALTAR 2
Barrett
When Paul asked me to be his best man, I didn’t think we’d make it this far. He’s 0 for 3 on engagements, but he says he’s serious this time.
The moment I meet Audrey, the maid of honor, I’m conflicted. She’s recovering from an injury. She needs my help, but all I want is to help her into my bed. What we have is wild and hot as hell—but that doesn’t mean I’m looking for it to continue past this trip. I’ve worked too hard to get to where I am to let anyone drag me down—but before I know it she’s got me turned around and chasing after what I swore I’d never want—a chance at forever.
Audrey
I’m still recovering from ankle surgery after a severe break, but I’m the maid of honor and I refuse to let pain stop me from being part my best friend’s wedding. When I overdo it, I retreat to recover and regroup.
That’s how I meet Barrett. He’s brooding and blunt, but when he picks me up and carries me as if I’m nothing then brings me ice and takes care of me—I’m ready for my first wedding hookup. He is exactly what I need to get my mojo back.
Being bad never felt this good.
When he tells me he's not ready for a relationship I believe him—after all, his best friend just left mine at the altar. Where do we go from there?
Is it wrong to hope for make up sex considering we weren't the ones who broke up?
HUSBAND MATERIAL by Raine Miller
LEFT AT THE ALTAR 3
She left me the week before our wedding.
Said I wasn't "husband material."
Actually, I'd have to agree with my ex on that matter...because I'm just better off alone.
But everything changed for me the day I met a mysterious beauty sketching on the beach.
Giselle…
We had one magical night together...and then she was gone—a free-spirited angel who flitted away with the dawn.
I searched until I found her again.
And now I can't let her go...because I might just be husband material after all.
WICKED WEDDING by Sawyer Bennett
LEFT AT THE ALTAR 4
It all started with a wedding…
Well, three weddings, to be exact. The one that happened, the one that went up in flames, and the one nobody saw coming.
Andrew Collings has seen a lot of things living in Vegas. Hell, he’s done a lot of things. But one thing he’s never witnessed is a beautiful brunette, hitchhiking her way into the city, wearing a wedding dress. Until now, that is.
Brynne Adams is running away from a broken heart. She expected a lot of things from her wedding day but finding photos of her fiancé and maid of honor and best man in a compromising position wasn’t one of them. She most certainly never imagined that she’d end up marrying the handsome stranger that rescued her from the side of the road that day.
Andrew and Brynne’s quick nuptials may have been the result of a drunken joke, but they soon realize that love can be found in the most unlikely of places if you just stop and take a chance.
BAD BLOOD by M. Malone
LEFT AT THE ALTAR 5
Georgina Kingsley is off-limits. It’s better this way, really. Her brother is my best friend and business partner, the closest thing I have to family. Plus, she’s engaged to another man, one better for her than I could ever be.
But when Georgie is ditched on her wedding day, she needs someone to get her out of town. There’s bad blood between us but I’d do anything for her.
Except give her hot, rebound sex to get back at her cheating ex.
Tough choice. Loyalty to my best friend who has been more like a brother? Or to a woman with a history of driving me crazy and making me want things I have no right to ask for?
It’s a hell of time to realize I’m in love.
SECOND CHANCES by Melody Anne
LEFT AT THE ALTAR 6
Anna Thompson has led a . . . boring life. She’s ready for adventure and she’s determined to have the time of her life. She talks her best friends into going on a cruise with her where she plans on having an amazingly sensual love affair. Then she’ll be a good girl and return back home to Seattle where it rains ninety-five percent of the time.
Some people might say Evan Covington works too much. He’d tell those who do that maybe they need more work ethics. He’s perfectly content with his life. He’s a shark in the boardroom and doesn’t lack for nighttime companions. What could be better than that?
Both Anna and Evan are in for a surprise that will have them rushing to the alter . . . where one of them will be left standing. Will it be a vacation fling . . . or will it be a happily ever after? Find out in this whirlwind romance story that travels the world and finds that home truly is where the heart waits.