Cora Blu Teasers: Svetlana Kozlow, needed to vent after picking up t...

Cora Blu Teasers: Svetlana Kozlow, needed to vent after picking up t...: Svetlana Kozlow, needed to vent after picking up the rudest passenger of her career. Having a mental connection with Ridge, below her in th...

Svetlana Kozlow, needed to vent after picking up the rudest passenger of her career. Having a mental connection with Ridge, below her in the arctic ocean, she let her anger fly and blew off a little mental steam. 

Minutes later, she was bound for Alaska.

Glad to be in the air, she connected with Ridge.

“Egotistical, blow hearted prick of a man is infuriating. I’d roll the plane just to watch him slam against the ceiling a few hundred times, but I’d likely break my neck, and he’d walk away without a scratch.”

Ridge’s hot tension flared through her mind. Forcing it back took concentrated effort. The male had serious power.

“Baby, what happened? If he hurt you, I’ll break his neck. Land the plane,” he bellowed rapid fire fast into her mind. Why did the word baby always sound like ‘oh baby’ when he said it?

She flexed her fingers around the controls and smiled inward. “Ridge, I’m fine, and no, the passenger from hell is just rude, but he’s on board with those ridiculous glasses on.” She blew out a breath. “I couldn’t imagine being related to him. Miyuki needs a medal for even claiming him as family.”

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I recommend starting the series with "Book I, Dagger" to experience the underwater world from the beginning. It's only .99 right now. Dagger Book I

 Ridge Book III

SNACK TEASER


In my household, we're always looking for ways to snack and not have it hang on for months on end. With a husband that is a Captain in the fire department and a second level Krav Maga, this is a wicked indulgence.
But it was his suggestion as opposed to Oreos.

Ritz Crackers

Home made caramel and melted chocolate drizzled over the crackers. 

I thought I'd share this little snack with you. The caramel recipe I use is Ina Gartens from FoodNetwork. Chocolate is just a block of semisweet chocolate. You could use milk chocolate, but we save those for cookies.
If you make them post a picture on my FB page. https://www.facebook.com/corabluromanticwaves
Enjoy with a good book this weekend.

Adult Excerpt: Arctic Ocean King Ridge and Queen Svetlana.

                                

DISCLAIMER: Rated R Excerpt.

“On your knees.”

The lurid smile on her face sent a jolt of need straight to his cock, now aching to get inside her mouth. 

His body stilled watching Svetlana waste no time lowering to her knees on the thick rug, her hands braced on his thighs. Blood pounded painfully in his chest. The feminine scent of her arousal found him, seducing his sense of smell. Inhaling left him an addict to her scent, a beta to her touch, making him tremble the deeper it bled through his system. The mere sight of her knelt before him was a gift he’d cherish until they were no more than a memory in the family. Eager for the first caress of her lips, Ridge tensed from the sting of her nails digging into his flesh as she adjusted herself closer running her chin over the swollen head. Hell, he was on fire. The need on her face tugged at his heart in a deep place he’d never opened to another soul. Others pleased him because of his position his authority, and power. Her dark gaze asked for his pleasure, to satisfy his hunger nearly dropping him to his knees. To covet the feel of her pressed to his chest, made his fingers flex along his thighs.

Her soft purr danced up his skin. His arousal jerked, the pearl of his gratitude balanced on the tip glistening under the candlelight.

As if he moved too slowly, he watched his fingers thread through her soft hair without direction or perhaps he’d wanted it so bad his body went on autopilot. Her scalp was warm beneath his touch. Her soft moan filled the air behind his caress. Directing her closer—he wouldn’t push her—but waited for her to become comfortable.

Peering down past her full bare breasts, nipples tickling his legs, he sucked in a breath as she braced her hands to his thighs. His pulse raced as she studied him touching him carefully holding him between her hands stroking the thick erection from the base up to the tip. Heat suffused the tip as it disappeared.

“That’s it baby, take me inside that sweet mouth,” he said sinking both hands deeper in her thick hair, curling his fingers, and focusing not to tighten his grip when her tongue slipped under his testicles. It widened his stance to keep him from falling.

He stiffened.

Svetlana pulled back, not giving him time to think before slipping her tongue around the wide head, flicking the tip. His thigh muscles coiled tight. White lightning flared through his body. Hell, she was good.

He lost himself in the warm glide of her tongue teasing and tasting him. He wanted to shove himself deep between her tight lips, but constrained the urge letting her find her own rhythm.

Candle light flickered over her flushed cheeks hallowing around his length. 

To finish the experience, pick up a copy of Ridge Book III

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Welcome to my teaser page where the excerpt could be from any genre in my arsenal. 

I love to share my writing as the story unfolds under my fingers and at times would love to share it with my readers, you. 

On occasion I will share a teaser from another authors work, with permission of course. 

And as some of you know, I love to cook so a recipe or two could emerge to reveal their delicious ingredients on this page.  Some from scenes in my books. 

Sit back with a cup of something warm or cool and enjoy. 

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Imad’s eyes trailed down her body, then even slower back up to her face. The intensity warmed her body through her emerald green dress. T’ke’lah felt the buttons strain between her breasts making the material pucker. “Call the office and they’ll set you up with someone today if possible.”

He refused. “I’ll see you safely to work. My car is warm and parked out front.”

She glanced through the picture window past the neon lights, to see the same sleek black sports Mercedes from the restaurant now parked as he’d said. Unable to make an excuse, T’kelah’s fingers nervously massacred the paper lip rimming the cup of coffee.

Burning her skin, she yelped, then shook her finger to cool the hot flesh.

Imad was at her side in a flash, taking the hot liquid from her hands and setting it on the counter. Trapped by his touch, T’kelah froze as his lips caressed her fingers. Why were his lips so soft and his cologne more invigorating than the steaming cup of coffee?

“Mmm…Zimbabwe, my favorite.” He gave her a serious stare. “Doesn’t look like it’ll leave a blister. I’ll kiss it again to be certain.”

T’kelah tried tugging her hand, but Imad held her fingers until she stopped struggling and smiled a smile that made her heart flip in her chest. Carla abandoned her to help the woman at the end of the counter and waved T’kelah into the back room.

“T’kelah, am I taking you to work or up to your apartment for our meeting?”

Meeting? She couldn’t think of a decent refusal.

“The office. Give me ten minutes.” 

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Next week I'll share a delicious quiche recipe that goes well with a nice cup of coffee. 

Have a great day, Cora Blu.