Missing the Crown Jewels (Chandler County) by Valerie J. Clarizio

Congratulations to Valerie J. Clarizio on your new release!


 
 

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After a devastating divorce, Peyton Crown is finally surfacing from a dark hole of despair. She finds herself hoping for a new life with Mason ‘Storm’ Starr, her brother’s best friend. 

Storm’s intent is simple: hide in the quiet confines of his best friend’s family horse ranch in Kentucky. The perfect place to sort out his life after walking away from the Army, and fight his internal demons. His solitude is interrupted by his buddy’s little sister. The chemistry between them is off the charts, and he willing surrenders the battle. 

The Crown family begins receiving threats, just weeks before the Kentucky Derby. The overprotective men in Peyton’s life vow to keep 24/7 tabs on her and the family’s prize horse—Prince Bourbonville—a hopeful for the next Triple Crown. Circumstances arise that threaten to keep Peyton and Prince away from the derby, but Storm and her brother Coach are determined they’ll attend, no matter the sacrifice.

 
 

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Excerpt:

His large, warm hands slipped around her waist, and he pulled her to him. His erection pressed against her belly. She wanted it pressing somewhere else but was determined to let him set the pace.
When he pulled his tongue from her mouth, it took a great deal of strength not to grab hold of it and suck it back in. His lips moved across her jawline, to the sensitive skin below her ear. The sensations ripping through her when he nibbled on her earlobe weakened her knees. One of his arms tightened around her waist while the other slid fluidly over her back. He gripped the zipper, allowing his fingers to skim a blazing path along her skin as he slid it down.
Storm stepped back and peeled her dress from her. It pooled at her feet. His gaze raked over her. “You’re so beautiful.”
Her heart nearly leaped out of her chest.
His gaze lowered to her breasts and he licked his lips. She wanted that tongue on her, on her breasts, flicking over her nipples. They tightened at the thought.
Reaching forward, Storm touched his fingertip lightly to the lace rim of her bra; then he traced it across both her breasts. Moisture pooled in her panties. With his thumb and forefinger he undid the clasp between her breasts and they sprung free of the garment. In an instant, his hands cupped them, then kneaded. Electricity sparked through her veins. He backed her up until her calves touched the bed. He released her breasts and yanked his shirt over his head, as she worked the button and zipper to his jeans.
In the next breath, they were lying in his bed. Exactly where she wanted to be. His slow hands moved over her, lighting up every cell in her body. With one hand, he kneaded a breast as his mouth tortured—teased—the other. When his tongue circled and flicked over her nipple, she moaned in pleasure.
He pulled his hot mouth from her breast, and his other hand stilled. His dark gaze met hers. “You’re so receptive.”
Yeah, she was, because he was that damn good. Not that she’d been with many men, only three prior to Storm. Two college boyfriends, her ex-husband, and now Storm—her soul mate. None of the three caused her to react, need, or desire on this level. The passion flowing through her veins was thrilling, invigorating, unmeasurable.
Storm moved his hand lower and splayed it over her stomach only briefly before lowering it even farther. He cupped her wet mound then dipped a finger into her. She arched when the second finger entered. Her breath held when he pressed his thumb against her already sensitive bundle of nerves. She let it out as he circled around the nub. Her body heated, blood nearly boiling in her veins. Her breaths came quicker. His unwavering gaze darkening as he held hers. She’d never looked a man in the eyes this way, while being pleasured. It was intense, breathtaking, almost unbearable, yet she couldn’t look away if she tried.
Raw need spurted through her. “Storm, I need you in me.”
He reached over her and pulled a condom from the nightstand and sheathed himself, then he positioned his large frame over her. The depth of his gaze intensified as he slid himself into her. Long, slow strokes filled her. Her hands explored his hard muscles and soft skin. How could he be so hard and soft at the same time? Each deep stroke brought her closer to paradise. The sensations ripping through her heightened. Loving the feel of them, she tried to hold back, wanting to prolong them for as long as possible even with the knowledge that the peak would be sensational. She was selfish that way. She wanted it all.
His long strokes were coming quicker. Her hips met his every thrust. Her mind spun out of control. Her vision blurred. Intense, pleasurable vibrations ripped through her, leaving her breathless. Storm drove into her again, his body tensed. He groaned with his release and collapsed onto her molten body.
Still shocked by the potency of her orgasm, she lay still, trying to catch her breath.
Storm’s rapid breathing caressed her ear. The beat of his heart thudded pleasantly against her chest. She wondered if he could feel hers, too.
He rolled off her, pulling her along with him and she tucked herself in the curve of his arm. Though unspoken, his love surrounded her, comforted her, had her for life.

 

About the Author:

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Valerie Clarizio lives in romantic Door County Wisconsin with her husband and two extremely spoiled cats. She loves to read, write, and spend time at her cabin in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.

She’s lived her life surrounded by men, three brothers, a husband, and a male Siamese cat who required his own instruction manual. Keeping up with all the men in her life has turned her into an outdoors enthusiast, of which her favorite activity is hiking in national parks. While out on the trails, she has plenty of time to conjure up irresistible characters and unique storylines for her next romantic suspense or sweet contemporary romance novel.

 

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