99c cowboy!!!

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Welcome Spring Fever with a cowboy!!!!

Cowboy Paradise is ONLY 99 pennies April 1 & 2.

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Blurb:

Exhausted with carrying around the weight of a damaged past, Cara is ready to take the ultimate step in finding her old self, before she met and married her evil husband. She needs to get away from the small town where rumors are spinning and people know her. When she visits Nirvana Ranch, an R&R, she realizes life isn’t as bleak as she thought.

Ben is missing something. He doesn’t feel the excitement he once did as a ranch hand at Nirvana, until he meets a guest that turns his world upside down. He has a connection with her that he can’t brush off or deny. Getting to know her breaks every rule in his book, but he is willing to take the risk.

Cara didn’t expect her life to change the moment sexy and rugged Ben walks in. Parts of her are flaming hot for cowboy, and she has an opportunity to break the rules, something her husband never allowed. Ben triggers her every fantasy and every desire. She’s on the ride of her life and it doesn’t require a saddle.
What started as a strong urge to take Cara to a new level of passion becomes much, much more for Ben. Cara’s touch destroys the boundaries he’d built—exposing a secret of his own, a past of heartache and guilt.

Warning: Read at your own risk of falling for a cowboy.

Buy link: http://www.amazon.com/Cowboy-Paradise-Cowboys-Nirvana-Book-ebook/dp/B00SZKIZTK/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&qid=1427722031&sr=8-7&keywords=rhonda+lee+carver

Excerpt:

He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. Sitting on the edge, he placed her in his lap, holding her close and nuzzling his face against her hair. She threaded her fingers into his hair, pushing them deep and rubbing his scalp while her mouth did magical things. Her tongue swooped out and licked his earlobe and he sucked in a deep breath. “Woman, you’re going to be the death of me, I swear.”

She brought her hands to his face and cupped his cheeks, bringing her mouth to his and kissing him fully on the lips. “I want you, but I’m a little scared.”

“Sweetheart, why are you scared?” He touched her cheeks with his thumb, smoothing the pad across the velvety skin. “I’d never hurt you.”

“I’m not afraid of you, Ben. I’m afraid that I can’t satisfy you. My husband was the only one and with him I felt like a failure.” She lowered her eyes and worked her teeth across her bottom lip, showing her nervousness.

He touched her chin. “Look at me.” She brought her gaze up. “That’s what he wanted you to feel.”

“I-I guess I’m a mess.” Her insecurity was evident in every delicate line of her expression and it tugged at his heart.

“Let me tell you what I see—a woman who has been dragged through hell and survived. There is nothing about you that is a mess.”

“You’re changing my view of men, Ben,” she whispered.

“I’m going to take that as a huge compliment.” He chuckled.

She looked through the veil of her lashes, studying him. “You should, but somehow I think you’re different than most men. A true gentleman.”

“What did he do to you, darling’? What did he do to blindfold you from the sweet beauty that you are?” He tangled his fingers through her hair.

“I can’t—not yet.” Her voice was barely audible.

“Okay, but understand, he wasn’t worthy of you,” he said staunchly.

He wouldn’t push her this time. He lowered his hand to her waist and could feel the warmth of her skin through the thin material of the shirt. She moved off his lap and came to stand directly in front of him.  The moonlight streamed in, setting her in its blue glow. “My God, you’re so beautiful.”

“I want to believe that.” She reached around, tugging at the hem of her shirt. The material rustling sounded loud in the silence as she removed it.  The bra cupped her breasts high, lifting the mounds and showing them off. He wanted to touch, but kept his hand on his thighs.

She was surrendering to her desire and he found that more desirable, beyond any words. The cool evening air coming through the open window brushed across them, not helping to ease the scorching heat.

The sweet torment continued.

She bent to her knees and removed his boot, his sock, then the same with the other foot, all while looking at him through the fringe of her long lashes, craving glazing her eyes. She stood and leaned close, sliding her hand over his chest, lower to his belt. The buckle was already unfastened and she loosened the button and zipper, rolling the tip of her finger along the band of his boxers. He sucked in a breath, holding it, waiting for her next move. She climbed over his lap, straddling him and he exhaled slowly. He could feel her heat as her inner thighs grazed his hard cock. He slipped his hand up her smooth thigh and she whimpered. Sliding his hand around to her tight bottom, he squeezed and pulled her closer.

He was intrigued by her beauty and seduction. She had him in the palm of her hand and he didn’t give a shit.

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About rhondaleecarver

At an early age, Rhonda fell in love with romance novels, knowing one day she’d write her own love story. Life took a short detour, but when the story ideas would no longer be contained, she decided to dive in and write. Her first rough draft was on a dirty napkin she found buried in her car. Eventually, she ran out of napkins. With baby on one hip and laptop on the other, she made a dream into reality—one word at a time. Her specialty is men who love to get their hands dirty and women who are smart, strong and flawed. She loves writing about the everyday hero. When Rhonda isn't crafting sizzling manuscripts, you will find her busy editing novels, blogging, juggling kids and animals (too many to name), dreaming of a beach house and keeping romance alive. Oh, and drinking lots of coffee.
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3 Responses to 99c cowboy!!!

  1. Clare O'Beara says:

    This may be unpopular but… ever feel that men are being objectified?

  2. Clare O'Beara says:

    Thanks for the response, I’m glad to hear it.

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