If you're in the mood for sinfully sexy romance novels, Penelope and writing partner, Clementine Roux, have many available and plan to release more in the near future.
With so many wonderful stories in her head, it's a sure bet Penelope can be found burning the midnight oil as she writes The Whole Story, One Novel at a Time!
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“Well, I’ll see you then and, by the way, I’m not afraid of a little spice,” she said before blushing.
“Neither am I,” I answered, hoping she and I were talking about the same thing.
We locked eyes, heat permeating between us. Her eyes radiated with fire as she stepped forward. I opened my arms to welcome her back into my embrace. As our lips touched, all of the day’s worries melted away. She and I were one and nothing else mattered.
I lifted her soft, curvy body and carried her down a small hallway in search of her bedroom.
As I laid her down on the bed, she inhaled, lifting her full breasts up into the air.
“Breathe,” I whispered as I positioned myself over her, hovering until she gave me a sign that she was ready.
She extended her arms, gently massaging the back of my neck with her smooth fingers. “I’ll try to remember that,” she whispered back.
My body writhed with heat and desire as her words sank in. “You’re so beautiful,” I hummed, feeling my body electrified by her gentle, knowing touch.
“Hold me,” she begged.
I wanted to do far more than hold her, but I tempered my desire, steadied my anxious hands until I knew she nor I would be able to hold back any longer. “I’m here. I’ve got you,” I whispered into her luscious locks. “I’m not going anywhere. You’re safe.”
After a moment, I could feel her begin to relax. A gentle kiss on her cheek first, then a kiss on the neck, just below her jaw line. Her shoulders relaxed against the mattress. I moved up to her ear, taking it in between my teeth, tugging until I heard the familiar sound of pleasure escape her lips.
Still hovering over her, the lower half of my body begged to make contact with her, I willed myself to remain in the moment, enjoy the painstaking dance in full-on pleasure. As my hands skimmed down her silken skin, my erection grew larger and more animated, pulsating like the beat of a snare drum.