Saffron Nights
by Liz Everly
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BLURB:
Sexy and talented, Jackson
can have any woman he desires. But lately, the thrill is gone—until he lays
eyes on Maeve, who exudes sensuality like no one else. She’s determined to keep
things professional, but he knows the attraction is mutual. And as they travel
the world, sampling warming saffron, juicy papaya, silky avocado, rare herbs
and teas—and a mushroom whose very aroma sends women to heights of ecstasy—both
discover a hunger they’ve never known, and don’t want to resist, even amid
unexpected danger…
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Excerpt:
“Here’s something interesting. In late Hellenistic Egypt, Cleopatra used
saffron in her baths so lovemaking would be more pleasurable,” Maeve
interrupted the quiet.
The word lovemaking caught his attention, swirled around in
his mind for a moment. They had called a truce of a sort. But he couldn’t help
but remember—it was just a few nights ago and she was sitting right next to
him. Her lips parted, her head tilted, deep in thought. What was she thinking?
“Hmmm,” he said, though lovemaking was really the only word
his ears picked up on.
She opened Chef’s book and leafed through its now even more
ragged pages. “Part of saffron’s magical property is the enhancement of “lust.”
Given that the medical findings show saffron as a substance capable of
affecting the neurotransmitters, perhaps saffron may in fact be an aphrodisiac.
Its ingestion is found to be a soothing relaxant capable of lowering blood
pressure and stimulating the respiration. Perhaps, it could also contain
properties that stimulate the libido and the erogenous zones. Some attest to
its sexual properties that they believe is most effective when used by women.
SB’s favorite. I assume SB was a woman.”
“I’m seeing a theme here, are you?” Jackson said.
“Yes, Chef was mostly interested in what the substances do
to women,” she said and smiled.
“It does seem that way,” he managed to say, then went back
to his computer screen. “Whoa,” he said. “Now this is interesting. The most a
man paid to have Sasha for evening? Two and a half million dollars.”
“You are kidding!”
“She is beautiful,” Maeve said.
“Not as beautiful as y—”
“Maybe she has a special trick,” she said, placing finger
quote in the air around “special trick.”
“More likely she fulfills a strange fetish or fantasy,” he
said.
Maeve’s eyes caught his; she lifted her eyebrows. “What
could that be? S & M? The world’s best blow job? What?”
Did she just say blow job? He had to concentrate not to
cough up the water he just drank. He felt the heat rise to his face—and other
parts of him.
“What’s wrong?” she said.
“I, ah, don’t want to talk about um, you know, blow jobs
with you.”
She laughed. “Should I be insulted?”
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Liz Everly is a
passionate cook, writer, and traveler. Exploring food and romance in Saffron
Nights, Liz ombines her lifelong love of action-packed romance with her
culinary expertise. She loves to interact with readers. Please follow her on
Twitter @Lizeverly1, check out her website http://www.lizeverly.worpress.com.
You can also find her on Facebook and blogging at http://www.ladysmut.com.
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ReplyDeletePleasure to be her today. Thanks so much!
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