Rhonda Lee Carver Gives Us a Second Chance at Love

There’s something about a cowboy that’s not only exciting to read but also to write.

My enjoyment started a few years ago when I wrote Second Chance Cowboy, Book 1 of Second Chance Series. Chance was a creation of my perfect cowboy—brawny, masculine, kind, ambitious—I could go on, trust me. Carly isn’t your typical heroine. In fact, I haven’t heard many readers who’ve had a kind word to say about her. That’s great. Readers get her then. She lost a child. How painful would that be? Wouldn’t a person change? Possibly become bitter and lost?  Readers follow a story of recovery, undying love and the determination of a cowboy. This book is the root to all of the others, much like a vein that runs blood to the other stories.

It wasn’t long before Duke, Chance’s best friend, and Lila found their own story, Second Ride Cowboy. Duke is an ass, but a good ass—and a good piece of ass he is—and a guy who has his reasons for being angry. Any man who is bitter needs a special heroine to show him a new path. Lila is the one and she proves that behind every good man is a better woman.

Because I love my cowboys a helluva lot, I continued with Book 3, Second Round Cowboy. As readers understand by now, the Second Chance Series is all about second chances with a lost love. Trauma, pain, divorce, death, anger, lies are a part of this series…and I’m talking a large dose of reality. So, if you like cowboys, lasso  one today…

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Second Chance Cowboy (Book 1) FREE at Amazon

http://www.amazon.com/Second-Chance-Cowboy-Rhonda-Carver-ebook/dp/B00H1B6ADC/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1390262761&sr=8-3&keywords=rhonda+lee+carver

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Second Ride Cowboy (Book 2) Available at Amazon

http://www.amazon.com/Second-Ride-Cowboy-Chance-Series-ebook/dp/B00DLC46AE/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1390262811&sr=8-1&keywords=rhonda+lee+carver

Second Round Cowboy (Book 3) Available at Amazon this month!

Second Dance Cowboy (Book 4) Available soon.

Excerpt from Second Ride Cowboy:

A shaky movement in his legs made her jump, but she didn’t run to him. He steadied himself by holding the edge of the sink. Droplets of water from his damp hair splashed onto his broad shoulders. Bits of toilet paper scattered the curve of his jaw where he’d cut himself with a razor or a hacksaw, it could go either way. She remembered he’d always shaved in the shower. The situation would have made her laugh if she wasn’t so overwhelmed with desire. The man dripped of raw masculinity and she wasn’t immune.

“Don’t you knock?”

Lila jerked. Busted! His gaze held her in the mirror. Time ticked and he made no effort to cover himself and she didn’t bother leaving. He stood there proud as one corner of his mouth lifted.

The audacity of the man.

Her exit from the situation would only take four, maybe five steps and through the door to salvation from the torment. So why wouldn’t her feet move? He grew hard and his cock pointed at the ceiling. She swallowed the tightness in her throat. Talk about a power high. Her face flooded with warmth and the heat spread downward until it curled deliciously around every nerve ending between her thighs. All she wanted to do was slide her fingers along every contour, every solid muscle of his body, following with her mouth. She hadn’t felt so out of control since the accident and guessed this could be considered the affects from a dry spell. Duke had been the last man she’d had sex with, and she knew she’d been his. Did he miss it as much as she did? Of course, she knew the answer.

Her gaze locked on the hard proof saluting her. He was the perfect height that if she bent over the sink, he’d have entrance into…

 Oh hell!

Clearing her throat, she forced her focus on a safer region of his body, yet she couldn’t pinpoint which part wouldn’t provoke some naughty thought. Doing her best, she studied the area between his brows. “I did knock,” she finally said.

He reached to his left and retrieved a towel, wrapping the material around his waist. Her libido whimpered in disappointment. What had she expected? That he’d devour her like he had many times before? A woman could hope. She wouldn’t have turned him away, even if her life had depended on it.

“Is this your habit? Invading someone’s privacy?” Duke removed the pieces of TP and closed the distance between them, and just when she thought he was coming to her, he moved past to the dresser, leaving a fresh soap scent in his trail. “I thought we agreed you’d stay in your own part of the house. Unless you just wanted to check out the goods.”

She saw his ego hadn’t suffered any trauma. Rolling her eyes, she shook her head in disbelief.

“Don’t flatter yourself. Although, I must say, one muscle in your body has no problem standing. I guess some things never change.”

He was smiling when he turned to look at her. “And don’t flatter yourself, darlin’. The libido isn’t dead, just too bad we are. Blame the erection on lack of entertainment. It’d happen to anyone.”

“Is that right?” Before she debated the consequences, she took several steps until she stood in front of him and brought her hand up to his chest, sliding one finger along the taut, moist skin. His sex grew past the edge of the towel.

He blinked and his mouth thinned. “What the hell are you doing?”

Standing on tiptoes, her face inches from his, she said, “Don’t worry. I won’t flatter myself into believing this is for me.” She ran the pads of her fingers across the tip of his cock. He sucked in a breath and his eyes widened. “Or that I’d be able to satisfy like I once had. Enjoy taking care of that issue.”

About Randi Alexander

Writer of Erotic Romances - "Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied"
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4 Responses to Rhonda Lee Carver Gives Us a Second Chance at Love

  1. Clare O'Beara says:

    Do second tries work though? It might depend on why you split.

  2. Eileen says:

    Second chance stories are some of my favorites. They know each other and want to make it work this time around. Always interesting to see it unfold.

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