I love to give a shout out to new authors, especially good new authors. I’m thrilled to have Kate Meader visit today. Check out the spicy excerpt here of the first book in her Hot in the Kitchen series, Feel the Heat…now available for only 2.99! What a deal! And be sure to follow Kate’s link to sign up for her special prize!
FEEL THE HEAT by Kate Meader
Hot in the Kitchen, Book 1
IF YOU CAN’T STAND THE HEAT . . .
Photographer Lili DeLuca spends all her time managing her family’s Italian restaurant, instead of following her dream of getting an MFA. When famous British chef Jack Kilroy unexpectedly challenges her father to a cook-off, Lili decides she’s tired of playing it safe and vows to seduce the tempting Brit. But once a video of her and Jack kissing goes viral and her luscious butt starts trending on Twitter, Lili fears she’s cooked up a recipe for disaster.
. . . GET INTO THE BEDROOM
Jack Kilroy’s celebrity has left him feeling used and used up. While Lili’s oh-so-sexy moans when she tastes his delicious creations turn him on, he’s even more aroused by how unimpressed this beautiful, funny woman is with his fame. He knows they could be amazing together, if she could only see past his bitch fork-wielding fan base. Now, as he’s about to start a new prime time TV cooking show, can Jack convince Lili to realize her own ambitions – and turn up the heat in his kitchen?
In his voice, Lili heard compassion she didn’t deserve and kindness she had never received from any other man. Jack Kilroy might have just performed a miracle for her physical well-being, but he was big, bad, and dangerous for her mental state.
“I’m not used to being the center of attention,” she said. “It doesn’t sit so well with me.”
A flicker of something hard gave way to a smile that would make the angels sing. “Well, since about three a.m. yesterday, you’ve been the center of my attention. And I intend to keep you right where I can see you.”
Her heart lifted clear through the roof, and she couldn’t let such a lovely declaration go unrewarded. Her lips brushed against the hard planes of his face, taking momentary rest stops on those rock-hewn cheekbones. Twelve freckles—no, thirteen—lay scattered like a starry constellation across his nose. She wanted to memorize every beautiful smudge and contour because, after tonight, she would only have souvenir snapshots. Minutes passed while they slanted to find the best angles, exploring earlobes and eyelids, necks and jaws, and each time their mouths crossed paths, they whimpered in surprise that a kiss could improve with practice.
She combed through his silken hair until she found the ridge of his welt. “How’s your head?”
She traced a finger along his swollen lip. “And this?”
He smiled. “That was hot but in the future, we’ll have to negotiate the rough stuff. I can’t risk anything happening to my face. It’s my ticket to fame and fortune.”
“Bighead,” she said gently, and kissed him to stop any more talk about the future.
Moving his hand back under her skirt, he shaped her butt, his calluses brushing fiery tingles across her skin. “I adore this sweet arse of yours.”
Arse. Why did that word sound hotter and dirtier than ass? It must be down to the lips that formed it, the sonorous bass that spoke it. He squeezed one sweet arse cheek, making her mewl. She loved when a man gave her booty the attention it deserved, though with the kind of women Jack dated, she wouldn’t have had him pegged for an ass, or arse, man. For some reason, that made her giggle.
“What’s so funny?” It came out garbled because his hot mouth was sucking on the pulse at her throat, but she got the gist.
“I’m not exactly your type,” she murmured in his ear.
“This should be good. Tell me what’s my type, then.”
“Hipless, top-heavy blondes with sticks for legs. That’s your usual diet.”
“Well, mine eyes have seen the glory of one curvy brunette with a body that won’t quit and a mouth made for sin.”
She chewed her sinful lower lip and drew back to face him. “So you’ll have doubled your options. Just think of all that ethnic skirt you’ve been missing. Italians, Latinas, Jersey housewives…”
“Not interested. I’ve got all the ethnic skirt I want right here.”
Read the entire Chapter One of Feel the Heat here.
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Kate is offering Beth Kery readers a chance to win a Feel the Heat swag pack on her website at http://katemeader.com/blog : One grand prize winner will get a Feel the Heat Swag Bag containing a Supper Hero-Wonder Woman apron, a Feel the Heat tote bag, a Vespa-shaped pizza cutter, a “Grate Love” cheese grater, heart-shaped measuring spoons, a Feel the Heat fridge magnet, and a recipe card for goat cheese caramel gelato. Kate will also be giving away smaller swag bags of assorted kitchen utensils and more!