It’s time for the “Sunset on Summer Fun” Blog Hop!

From September 17^th-30^th, readers will have the opportunity to discover exciting books and enter into contests from over a hundred authors. For this hop, I’m sharing with you an excerpt from my romantic suspense novel BLUE HORIZON, and I will be giving away an ebook and a Starbucks’ gift card.

BLUE HORIZON blurb:

Part of a secret government project, Elena Davidson's life is in serious jeopardy when she is

kidnapped by terrorists. Safeguarding 'Blue Horizon' isn't just a mission to Elena. She knows that if its purpose is revealed and if it falls into the wrong hands, it could be dangerous for the entire world.

Beckham Connors has a simple mission: the retrieval of Elena Davidson, no matter what the cost. He has orders to rescue Elena from her captors and to send her home to America, or if necessary--kill her. Whatever happens, she cannot be left alive on Iranian soil.

Editorial Reviews:

"Blue Horizon is a captivating thriller that leaves you breathless right up to the dramatic climax..." --  The Jeep Diva, 5 stars

 
"Hammer keeps the reader guessing with plot twists and turns..."--Single Titles, 4.5 stars

"... captivating!"--InD'tale Magazine, 4 stars
 

"Mission Impossible with a bit of romance..." --The Consummate Reader

EXCERPT:

She watched him as he secured the new bandage. Until that moment, Elena hadn’t realized how close he sat next to her on the bed. His thigh brushed against hers. Elena lifted her head, and their gazes locked. She found herself becoming lost in his brown eyes. This hard man fought to be unfeeling, but she knew he wasn’t. Beckham had needs, just like her—to be touched, loved, and wanted.

His hand reached out to her cheek, and the roughness of his fingers met the softness of her skin. Elena’s breathing quickened as his fingers lowered to the curve of her neck. Her flesh tingled. Shivers of warmth bolted through her body. The same desire she felt reflected in his heated gaze. His chest rose with the rapid intake of his breaths. It felt as if the pull of a magnet drew them together as time slipped away. Elena braced herself for the kiss that was sure to come. She should have been afraid; Beckham could overpower her and she wouldn’t stand a chance, but fear was the last thing on her mind.

His fingers encircled the back of her neck, and he tugged her lips to his. Sparks ignited, lighting the backs of her closed eyelids. Without hesitation, their tongues explored. Her body demanded more of the sensual, intoxicating kiss. Elena’s heart raced. Grasping his broad shoulders, she felt his solid weight above her, pressing her firmly against the bed. Her breasts molded against his muscular chest. Beckham smelled so good, like earth and man.

“You’re so beautiful…so damn soft and sweet.” The heat from his husky words sent a shiver of excitement across her skin. She willed him to devour her. Elena had been so lost and alone that being held securely in his arms felt good and right. She could tell Beckham needed her just as much as she needed him.

The whiskers from his strong jaw rubbed against her skin, sending a ripple of painful pleasure through her. She moaned. With one hand she tugged at his shirt so she could touch his bare skin. Beckham caressed her breast. Even through the cloth she could feel the heat from his touch. She bit her lower lip to stop the cry from escaping. Scattered thoughts raced through her mind. She should be stopping this. She should be outraged that he dare touch her. The voice of reason pleaded with her to remember who she was and what he was, but she told it to shut up. She threaded her fingers through the length of his brown hair, bringing him even closer, needing to feel his lips once again on hers.

The sudden pounding on the door echoed throughout the room. Before the noise even registered in her mind, Beckham had leaped to his feet and was standing beside the bed. He took a second to slow his breathing and then cracked open the door. Mumbled words were exchanged. Elena strained to make them out. Apparently Beckham understood, since he opened the door a bit farther.

“Okay, be right there.” He glanced back at her. His wrinkled shirt was half unbuttoned, his hair disheveled. Beckham looked as if he’d almost been devoured. Had she done that to him?

His heated gaze raked over Elena as she lay sprawled on the bed. “Damn—I’m going to kill him.” After uttering those words, he smashed the turban back on his head, went out, and shut the door behind him.

 

So, I have a question for you: what kind of man do you find simply irresistible? Is it a man like Beckham, a misunderstood bad boy? Or does another type catch your eye like Mr. Success with his smooth moves, the optimistic thrill-seeker, the can’t-tie-me-down seducer, the sensitive artist, the charming cowboy whose dimple winks at you, or maybe the shy guy next door?

 

*GIVEAWAY ALERT. One random commenter will win an ebook copy (kindle or nook) of BLUE HORIZON. Please be sure to leave your email address. Just to make things sweeter, one random reader will receive a $5 Starbucks' gift card just for becoming a follower of my blog. Winners will be announced October 1st. Thanks and good luck!

Be sure to visit the BTS Blog Hop host site to find links to all the participating authors and to enter to win the GRAND PRIZE of a Kindle or Nook (winner’s choice). 

The contest is now closed. Congratulations to Carol Erisson for winning the ebook copy of BLUE HORIZON and Canny for winning the Starbuck’s gift card. Thanks to everyone for stopping by!