Title: Seductive Shadows
Author: Marni Mann
Release date: July 17, 2013
Genre: Erotica, Contemporary Romance
Age Group: Adult
Charlie is a passionate, sensually inspired art student, desperately seeking an escape from an abusive past that haunts her and a tragic accident that emptied her heart. Scarred and unable to love, her yearning for physical pleasure and contact leads her into a tantalizing, dangerous world of power and seduction. The anonymity of the deal offers security, the money provides financial freedom, and the madam’s authority is the mother figure she longs for.
But the thrill of the mansion and its arousing dominance quickly fades when she meets the renowned yet mysterious Cameron Hardy, whose intense, baby blue eyes send a nervous flutter through her core. He’s sexy, and not in a subtle way. Cameron stimulates her art, intellect and desires. Just as he begins to break through her emotional boundaries, Charlie discovers a devastating connection between her past and her scandalous work at the mansion, shattering everything she thought to be true.
Provocative, intoxicating and erotic, Seductive Shadows, is the unforgettable tale of a young woman’s discovery as she learns to forgive, to love and be loved, and to find redemption amidst a memorable journey that will captivate your mind and stimulate your soul.
This book is for mature audiences 17+. It contains explicit language and sexual content.
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Cameron hadn’t watched me undress; he’d turned in his chair to face the wall opposite me, but he swung back to the front as soon as he heard my movement.
“How naked do you want me?” I asked when I reached the center platform. The stool pressed against the back of my thighs.
A light came into his eyes, his face. A smile teased his lips. “Just from the waist up.” As I was about to release the sheet, his mouth opened again. “But I want you to cover your nipples with the palms of your hands.”
I rested my forearm over both breasts while I slid the sheet down to my waist. Once it was tied and secured in place, I cupped my nipples in my palms. My skin was already warm, but it seemed to turn even hotter from his stare. I could feel his eyes on my body…especially the bulges under each hand.
“Yes,” he said, a small change in his tone. “That’s perfect. Now take a seat on the stool.”
I slowly followed his instructions, making sure the sheet didn’t fall.
“Turn sideways,” he said. “I want your profile.”
My feet moved to the metal bars on the stool and I pushed myself to the left, rotating in the direction I had faced before. My actions were shaky and my stomach was wracked with nerves. I didn’t know why. I had no problem getting naked at the mansion, strutting toward my clients in much less than I was wearing now. But in here, with Cameron, I begged for a mask.
“Feel like sharing your thoughts now?” he asked.
I arched my back a little, pushing my ass into the wooden seat. “My thoughts aren’t all that different than they were before.” I wanted to see his expression, but my moving could have messed up his work.
“You wouldn’t tell me what they were before.”
I laughed. “I still won’t.”
I felt the change in the air as he approached me. I held in my breath, waiting to find out why he had gotten so close.
“I realize you can’t move your hands, but the sheet is sticking up in the back. Can I tuck it in for you?”
My eyes held his, and I nodded.
His shirt brushed past my bare arm as he moved to my side, and then the small of my back. Gently, he folded the sheet into me. His skin was as warm as mine.
“Anything else you want while I’m up here?”
He was in front of me again, his hands in his pockets. His stance wasn’t casual, and neither was the look on his face.
I shook my head, even though there were so many things I could have asked for…so many things I wanted from him. But silence was the safest answer.
“Then hold still,” he said, heading back to his canvas. “I need to finish the outline of your body.”
He didn’t say the word body any differently than anyone else. It just sounded sexier coming out of Cameron’s lips.
A New Englander at heart, Marni Mann is now a Floridian inspired by the sandy beaches and hot pink sunsets of Sarasota. She taps mainstream appeal and shakes worldwide taboos, taking her readers on a dark and breathtaking journey. When she’s not nose deep in her laptop, she’s scouring for chocolate, traveling, reading, or walking her four-legged children. Visit her at www.marnismann.com.