I am happy to be here on Belle Maurice’s Blog. I am hot romance author Daryl Devoré and I have brought along my newest release – Darien’s Desire – book 2 in the 2 Hearts ~ 1 Love Trilogy.
Blurb – You’ve read What Happens in Bangkok and now you need to know what’s next.
It’s complicated is not only her relationship status, but the definition of Erika Bailey’s life. She loves managing her drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand, but her rock star boyfriend resides in North Carolina. And to top it off, her father threatens she must stay away from Darien or lose the Pink Flamingo. Does she protect her club or her love?
Darien Scott, Grammy award winning international superstar, wants nothing more than to wake up in the arms of Erika, the woman he loves, but contractual obligations force him to exotic video shoots and an isolated movie set with one of Hollywood’s sexiest stars.
With the feeding frenzy of social media trending every aspect of Darien’s life—real or not—it’s hard for Erika to know the truth. Will she be able to see through the lies and trust Darien? Or will evidence from damaging Internet rumors condemn their relationship?
“I’m going to spell something. You tell me what it is.”
Erika looked at him. “You’re kidding?”
“Nope. Trust me.” Darien stretched his arm up and fondled her breast, stroking her clit with his tongue. “What letter was that?”
“A. R. I. E. N. Darien.”
By the sixth letter in his name, she was panting. A dribble of sweat ran down her cheek. She pulled her knees up and dropped them open. “L.O.V.E.S. Oh God! Hurry.”
He lifted his face and planted a small kiss on her bush. “I really need to come up with a motion that indicates a space between the words. How about this?” He waggled the tip of his tongue back and forth across her throbbing nub.
“Oh, so I should go back and start over.” He swiped his tongue in a D shape.
“Oh fuck. D. A.”
At the third letter in her name, she bucked her hips. “Don’t stop. Please. Don’t.”
Several alphabet strokes later, Darien paused. “Hmm, what comes after the I in Erika?”
“K!” The letter exploded from her lips.
He drew the K then the A and finished by lapping his tongue up the between the folds of her lips.
Her body burned. She stood on the edge of a precipice and needed the slightest of nudges to blissfully sail over it. One more touch. She waited.
Darien knelt and met her gaze. She wanted to tell him to touch her, but her words were cut off by her rapid pants.
“And now for something totally crazy. Come here.”
(will send when I get them)
Daryl Devoré (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a large aquarium full of fish, a black cat named Licorice and some house ghosts. Daryl loves to take long walks up her quiet country road, snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She’s touched a moon rock, a mammoth and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.
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