Seducing the wallflower…
Over the years, Lydia Field has perfected the art of being a wallflower. It’s the only way to avoid the attention of unwanted suitors – and the perils of a convenient, loveless marriage! Instead, she dreams of the day she can leave London’s high society behind her, trading the glamorous balls and afternoon teas for a quiet life in the country.
But in an unguarded moment, she finds herself catching the eye of notorious rake ‘Handsome Harry’, Lord Birnham. Now that he’s glimpsed the wildness and fire that lurks beneath Lydia’s demure exterior, Lord Birnham will not rest until he has unleashed the full extent of her passion!
For if there’s one skill that Lord Birnham is known for, it’s the art of persuasion…
That’s the blurb for The Lord’s Persuasion of Lady Lydia, fondly known to people who have been following the writing of it as #TeamHarry
(he is a bit of a hunk)
When I first start a new Regency I get a fantastic tingle of anticipation. I know my hero and heroine will not be what anyone (including me) expects. Well, except that she’ll be no milksop wilting maiden and he’ll be a nice domly type even if he isn’t a Dom. (You get the drift?) I also know that sparks will fly, tempers will rise and opinions clash before we get to the HEA
Then I climb aboard for the ride.
And drum roll an exclusive excerpt…
What the hell was he doing? This was a well-brought-up young lady he intended to deflower among the flowers. With no fancy settings, nothing to make it the special occasion it was. She deserved more. Harry snagged his cape from behind the seat and swung Lydia into his arms.
‘Wha…?’ She put her arms around his neck and let her head rest on his shoulder.
‘I want it to be special,’ he said huskily. ‘I want it to be a magical moment for us both. I can give you flowers but no sweet music, no soft bed strewn with rose petals, no fine wine or silken sheets.’ He looked towards a corner of the field where more bushes banked the verge between it and the lane, and where nothing overlooked and no one would be able to see them except the skylark that sang overhead. ‘All I can give you is a bed of grass and my body.’
‘Ah, my love…’ Lydia moved to graze her lips over his neck. ‘Don’t you realise? All I want is you. The rest is mere decoration.’
Harry stopped walking, his eyes stung with unshed tears, and his throat clogged with emotion. ‘Then, my love, you shall have me.’ He put his cloak down on the ground and lowered her feet so she stood next to it. ‘We shall have each other. Turn around.’ She complied with alacrity and looked back over her shoulder.
‘My laces are under my jacket.’
He watched as she unbuttoned that garment and held it out to him.
‘Why not?’ He shrugged out of his own jacket. ‘Along with this.’ In seconds he’d rolled them into a fair imitation of a pillow and began to loosen her dress. ‘As much as I want you naked, love, we might have to make do. Just in case, ah, shall we say, a cowman happens to be passing. I need to be able to cover your confusion.’
Lydia gurgled and spluttered. ‘Oh, the picture that conjures up. Is alfresco lovemaking always so fraught with danger?’
‘Always. Do you want to stop? Hell, I hope not. My staff is hard enough to break rocks with.
‘Oh no. I have decided I’d like to live dangerously with you.’
‘Thank God for that,’ he said frankly. ‘I’d have had to leave you and ease my pain in other ways. No, don’t ask – I’m not going to tell you yet.’ He eased her gown down off her shoulders and under her breasts – breasts he ached to taste – and pulled her towards him so her naked back rested on his linen-covered chest. Very carefully, Harry slipped his hands under her arms and stroked the soft swell of each bosom. As her breath sped up and she moaned softly, he let the pads of his fingers trail gently over her nipples. She gasped.
He stopped and let his fingers hover above her skin. She pushed her breasts into his palms.
‘No, no, go on. Please, don’t stop. I want it all, Harry, I need it, I need you.’ Her tone was frenzied, her voice so deep it sounded uncomfortable to talk. ‘I’ll beg.’
‘No need to beg. Let me help you down. Stretch out on your back.’ As if she were spun glass he helped her to position herself as he desired. Her head rested on their jackets, her dresses shoved down to her waist baring her top half, and below, all was covered by green-and-lilac-sprigged muslin. Daring and demure. What a combination.
Harry held her gaze as he stripped off his shirt and deliberately opened the placket of his trousers. Her eyes widened as his staff sprung free of its confines and waved in the warm air. To a more experienced lover, he’d have quipped about it saying hello. To Lydia he merely smiled and stretched out alongside her, his head propped on his hand. Her eyes never left his erection and she swallowed.
‘That will fit in me?’
Harry nodded. ‘Perfectly, I promise you.’ He stroked her breast again and watched her eyes darken and her pupils dilate. ‘Good?’
‘Oh yes.’ She breathed the words and moved her hand towards him and hesitated.
‘I’d like it if you touch me,’ he said hoarsely. ‘You won’t hurt me.’ Not in the way he imagined she might think. ‘In fact, I would go so far as to say that I’ll hurt more if you don’t.’
Her fingers feathered over his length and he bit back a groan.
‘Just like that, as soft or hard as you like, within reason.’
‘Then maybe?’ She circled the girth of his cock with both hands and tightened her grip just a little. God, her innocence was appealing, the earnest look on her face entrancing, and her desire to do what he wanted enough to make him want to come there and then.
Lydia moved her hands up and down and his staff jumped. She let go as if it were fire and gulped. ‘You… did… oh lord, I’ve done something wrong. You’re wet. Oh lordy, why?’
Harry took a deep breath. ‘That, my love, is my arousal. What helps me to slip into you and give you just sweet pain. And now I think, for my sanity, I best take the lead.’ Or really give you more than you bargained for. My release all over you.
‘Oh… oh yes…’ Lydia wriggled on his cloak. ‘So…?’
You’ll need to buy the book to find out, sorry…
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Love Raven x