About Academy of Love:
Boarding School was never this much fun….
Love smolders and the sex is red hot when Cassianna Baxter leaves behind a glamorous teaching career in Italy to return to her old Alma Mater, Lewiston Academy for Girls as the Deputy Head Mistress. No sooner does she arrive at the Academy than she walks smack into sexy Lawrence Taylor, her first love and ex-lover. He’s been looking for her ever since he was forced to leave her and now that she is back at the Academy he knows he has to win her back. And not just in his bed.
Red Sage Publishing Official Release Date: August 1 2013
Note to my readers:
There is nothing quite as exciting as a first love and nothing quite as painful as it’s ending. It’s a theme I think many readers can relate to in the heroine and the hero of this story, Cassianna and Lawrence. And the proper girl’s boarding school is something I can relate to from first hand experience. And I can assure you there is nothing prim and proper about what goes on between Lawrence and Cassianna at the Academy!
What happens when ex lovers meet years later — will the attraction burn as hot? Or will it be scorching?
EROTIC GOES OLD SCHOOL in ACADEMY OF LOVE….
Their love sizzled until he broke her heart when he left her with no explanation. She abandoned her riding dreams and left the Academy with no plans to ever return. When the two lovers are reunited at the Academy, they discover their attraction is unrelenting and sex even hotter than before. Conflicted by her deep sexual desire for him burned by their painful past, Cassianna convinces herself to give into their passion. Just once. No strings attached.
Cassianna and Lawrence play with fire when they reunite and find out the sex is red hot. Careful! Don’t get burned as you turn the pages of their sexy journey.
Lawrence watched her as she left the dance floor, he was rather getting used to watching her walking away. He didn’t mind the view, but he knew this time was different. She would be his as long as he didn’t frighten her off first. Feeling his growing need straining against his jeans, he followed her request and walked slowly away, and then to her cottage.
The moonlight streamed across her porch and lit a sliver of light across the threshold to the cottage as he stopped and took a deep steadying breath. The only thing separating him from what he wanted more than anything was her front door. Barely able to calm the pounding in his chest he took the porch steps two a time and placed his hand on the screen door.
It squeaked as he opened it and then the wood door next.
“In here,” Cassianna whispered to him from the darkness, “and shut the door behind you, I don’t want anyone to see you here.”
“Oh, Cassie,” he said, seeing her silhouetted against the fireplace in the darkened living room. He couldn’t wait to get her out of those jeans. Unable to contain his emotions another moment, he moved to her side in a split second, gathered her up in his arms, his mouth finding hers and their urgent passions meeting. He’d waited too long for this and now he was finally going to have her. His mouth was hungry as his tongue found hers and he kissed her deeply. He pressed his body hard against her; he wanted to feel all of her touching him as his lips explored her luscious mouth making his cock hard with want. His body tensed under her nimble hands as she ran them along his shoulders and across his back, as his hands roamed her curves, remembering every part of her body as if it were yesterday.
Breathing heavily, they both stopped and looked at each other. “I want to remember this,” he said, as he undid her scarf, throwing it carelessly over his shoulder and then turned his gaze to her shirt buttons. Slowly, one, by agonizing one, he undid each button. Her body quivered with excitement as his fingers grazed her nipples but only teasing her by passing over them as her shirt slipped off easily and he continued his caresses lower. He knelt slowly down in front of her.
Running her fingers through his thick sandy blonde hair, she tipped her head back and gasped at the feel of his mouth nibbling at her hips and then down her jean covered thighs.
He unzipped her jeans, and slid them from her.
She stood in front of him in just her bra and undies. She was glad she had worn those special ones from France she had been saving. He looked at her and pulled her to him. She kissed him fiercely like she was trying to quell a deep hunger in her, before she slowed the pace and turned her attentions to his clothing.
“Now your turn,” she said, as she undid each button, faster than Lawrence had gone with her, eager to feel his skin on hers as she pulled his white shirt roughly over his head, throwing it with abandon behind her. The sight of his muscled chest in the barely lit room made her body thrum with anticipation. She rubbed her palm down his rippled chest and across his taut stomach, making her way down to his jeans, feeling the throb of his cock straining through the thick fabric. Oh, she could tell he wanted her. The slickness of desire grew between her thighs as her pussy hungered for his cock deep inside her. She wanted him, to consume this man, to have him inside her.
She traced the outline of his erection with her finger, teasing him, before undoing the button and zipper and tugging his jeans off. He gasped as she slid off his boxer shorts and ran her fingers over his throbbing cock.
She smiled at his massive erection and knelt down, looking up at him, obviously seeing his enjoyment as she gripped his cock firmly and stoked his shaft and teased the slit along the tip. His breath grew ragged and heavy as she thumbed the slit, pre-cum beading on his tip. She loved feeling his arousal as his cock twitched in her hand and he threaded his fingers through her hair. She could tell he wanted more. His breathing quickened and he reached down to her, pulling her up to him and scooping her up in his arms.
“Bedroom?” he asked in a deep tone as she kissed him deeply. He carried her in his arms towards the room she pointed to with one flailing arm.
One of the most frequently asked questions I receive is how did I come up with the idea forACADEMY OF LOVE?
Recipe for Academy of Love:
Take One Equestrian Prep School
Very prim and proper…
Add one long lost hero who is good with his
and just happens to still be at the Academy after ten long years….
Then add one good serving of his long lost love…
This time when Cassianna returns to the Academy it is not as his Equestrian protégée (she was so much more than that years ago).
This time she arrives on campus as Deputy Headmistress.
She has no idea Lawrence is there until she walks dead smack into him….
And his charms prove irresistible….
Looks like old flames burn even hotter…
at the ACADEMY OF LOVE
This scene was written when I working on a more matrimonial happily ever after for our hero and heroine. I cut this scene from the final version of the book, but I’m sharing it with you and I hope you enjoy…
Set on Lawrence’s beach house in Hawaii.
The time had come. It was five-thirty, and the sun was sinking lower in the sky. The gentle tropical breeze rustled through the fronds of the palm trees. Cassianna’s stomach was surprisingly calm as she, Millie, Anne and the twins walked through the quiet house. The men were already out on the beach with the Justice of the Peace — waiting for her.
The twins, Deanna and Dora, started down the long sea grass carpet that Lawrence had procured for an aisle-way. Hawaiian music was played softy from a trio of traditional island musicians out by the pool. A conch blower blew ceremonial blasts as Cassianna took a deep centering breath as she watched Millie walk down the aisle ahead of her. She was so glad Millie was there, to stand beside her, as she exchanged her life vows to the man she loved. The man she’s found after ten long years. Or should she say he found her.
What if she hadn’t returned to Lewiston, to the Academy? She would have never unknowingly walked smack into Lawrence again. Into his life. Into his arms. Into his bed. Her cheeks flushed and her panties grew moist at the memory of making wild love to him just the day before on the very beach they were about to be wed on. She wanted that unchained abandon every day of her life. Raw emotion mingled with the tender singes of passion and deep love as their bodies connected wholly and forever in the sun baked mid day sand.
In a few moments he would be hers and she would be his. Forever. She took another steadying breath before she made her way down the aisle.
She could see Lawrence’s chest rise as he caught his breath when she emerged from the house. She walked slowly and purposefully towards him and felt undeniably stunning in her white satin gown. She knew that she had never felt so self-assured, so serene, or so majestic. Her auburn hair was loosely swept up with small orchids tucked in between the glistening strands. Her creamy neck surrounded by the soft pink orchid lei with the soft tendrils of her hair framing her face. She blushed as Lawrence let his eyes wander from her neck to her bodice, tempting her with the pleasures of his attentions soon to come. He stood tall and elegant in his white linen shirt and linen pants, his tan glimmering in the sun. He smiled at her, igniting that now familiar fire within her.
She body quivered with desire as she stepped towards him, taking her place at the beach side altar with him. Stepping closer to Lawrence she glanced over towards Anne, Millie, and the girls. Millie was blowing her a kiss. Tears welled in Cassianna’s eyes, as she smiled back and glanced at his brothers and his father all watching on. Tristan gave her a small thumbs up and she smiled before meeting Lawrence’s gaze.
Standing beside Lawrence, with the ocean laying out in front of them, he clasped her hand in his and pulled her gently closer to him. She swayed slightly, loving the feel of his strong frame next to her. Looking up at him she caught the sparkle in his green eyes.
As the first few words of his vows left Lawrence’s lips, Cassianna looked deeply into his eyes and felt the searing knowledge of true love.
Like two pieces of a puzzle, once misplaced, but now found, they pronounced with assurance, their promise to love, honor and cherish each other until the end of the their days.
Contemporary and Erotic Romance Author
Kate Deveaux is a contemporary erotic romance writer and die-hard romantic. A former wedding planner, she has always been “in love” with love! It was after reading Jane Eyre in high school, that she became hooked on the idea of writing about romance, excitement and drama. Kate has been penning stories, from the sensual to the sinfully sexy, ever since!
Born in London, England, Kate has lived in the U.K, Canada, and the U.S. She and her husband currently reside in Arizona. When she’s not writing or reading, Kate can be found on the tennis court—yes, there’s even “love” in that game too!
Kate is currently working on several fictional stories for release next year – each filled with sexy romance, heroines who are no shrinking violets and heroes who make your heart skip a beat. She is a member of Savvy Author, Romance Writers of America (RWA) and their erotic romance chapter, Passionate Ink.
Author website: http://www.katedeveaux.com