An Affair Across Times Square
Marietta Hotels Book 1
by Rachell Nichole
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Layla Morgan is tired of getting into trouble, and getting hurt. And she fears her wild nature is going to strike yet again. But maybe this time, she’s finally met the guy that can stand close enough to touch her inner flames, and not get burned. The man across Times Square seems enthralled by her wildness instead of scared in the face of it. He can’t seem to look away as she shows him just how much fun she can have… with herself.
After one glance of silky skin and talented fingers, Tyler Lachlan doesn’t stand a chance of resisting the delicious distraction of the mystery woman from the Marietta Hotel. He’s sure there’s more to her than her sultry voice and mahogany thighs, but he doesn’t know if he’s willing to risk his career to find out.
Could what began as a voyeuristic affair across Times Square develop into something more?
An Engagement in Paris
Marietta Hotels Book 2
All Mandy Lachlan wanted was her own identity. All she had to do was run away to Paris to find it. Instead, she finds love, a baby, and a marriage proposal.
Julien Chevalier needs a family. Ever since his mother left when he was a kid, he’s been searching for the security and consistency that comes with marriage and babies. So when he falls for the young African American professor at the Sorbonne, he knows immediately this is the woman for him.
Julien needs to get married the same way Mandy needs her freedom. When they find themselves at the impasse of matrimony, one of them will have to compromise what they want and need.
A Love Affair in Las Vegas
Marietta Hotels Prequel
Dawn Jansen has only ever wanted one thing: to provide a life for her daughter in New York City, away from the small-town minds of her family and her upbringing. She has fought hard to finally make it to manager at the Hauteman hotel, and one of her first duties is to attend a conference at the Marietta Las Vegas to learn all she can about running the show. But when she arrives in Las Vegas, her plans to learn as much as she can on a professional level, turns into learning far more about herself than her job. She may get a second-chance at this whole love thing after all.
Barnaby “Barney” Garrison has always had one goal in life: to help people. He’s found his calling as manager of the Marietta Times Square, and since his past failed relationship, has focused all of his energy on being the best manager he can be. This year, that means helping to run the Marietta Hotels second annual Hoteliers’ Conference in Vegas. But as soon as he notices Dawn in the crowd, his focus instantly splits, his desires for her swift and fierce. When he realizes the attraction is mutual, he doesn’t waste any time seducing her to his bed. But when he suspects she’s hiding something from him, he worries that maybe he’s just destined to attract two-timing women to his life.
Can what began as a fling in Vegas turn into something more once they’re home in New York? Or does what happen in Vegas truly stay in Vegas?
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Rachell Nichole is a contemporary erotic romance author, who loves writing sexy romances about memorable characters who have to fight to hold on to love.
Rachell holds two undergraduate degrees, one in Professional Writing and the other in French. She also received a Master of Fine Arts in Writing Popular Fiction at Seton Hill University. She is the author of The Marietta Hotels Series, Spicy with a Side of Cranberry Sauce, Gingerbread Photography, To Sir, Belle By Night, and Queen of Hearts.
Rachell lives in Pennsylvania with a mountain of books, the love of her life, and an invisible cat who likes to snuggle.
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DAWN PULLED HER BOTTOM lip between her teeth, trying to be patient and watch him strip.
“Too slow,” she finally proclaimed.
He was taking too damned long to get naked. While she was enjoying the show as he unbuttoned his crisp white shirt, she was hungry for more. She stepped closer and made quick work of his buttons, then slid the soft satin down his arms, revealing acres of ebony skin to her gaze. He was far more muscular than he looked when he had clothes on. She molded her hands up and down his shoulders, mesmerized by the feel of them, by the texture of hot skin beneath the tips of her fingers. He inhaled sharply as she caressed down his chest and over taut brown nipples.
She raised her gaze from his chest to his face to ensure that was a gasp of pleasure, and was greeted with dark, hooded eyes half-closed in ecstasy. Oh, yes, he liked that very much. She reached for the belt at his waist, eager to see what else he liked. She shouldn’t be doing this. She knew it. But it felt so right. It had been so long since she’d felt a man’s touch. As if he knew what she was thinking, Barnaby reached for her, the wide pads of his fingers tracing delicate lines across her cheeks as she unhooked his belt. His fingers stroked down to the sides of her neck and her sheath tightened, aching for more.
She undid his pants and worked them down over his ass and thighs until the fabric slid freely to his ankles. His fingers had reached the edge of her blouse and he left a trail of gooseflesh in his wake as he traced the edge from her shoulders to her cleavage. She shivered. He bent his head and kissed her right collarbone, then her left, his soft, thick lips tantalizing her skin. She wanted to take her time, but she also wanted him inside her right that second. The two sides warred within her. Take her time and savor every inch of him, or skip right to the best part? Both. Damn it. She wanted to have her cake and eat him, too. Was that so bad?
She tugged the base of her shirt out of her skirt and leaned back so she could pull her shirt off. It was then that panic sunk in. Fuck. How long had it been since anyone had seen her naked? Definitely since before Hailey was born. Back when she was just a little thick around the middle, before she had stretch marks and a mother’s body.
“Damn,” Barnaby said, yanking her attention back to him.
She watched his face closely, waiting for him to register all the imperfections she had spent years cataloguing. He was smiling at her. And the heat in his eyes hadn’t cooled one bit. He tore his gaze from her just long enough to bend and remove his shoes and socks before pulling his pants off the rest of the way and tossing them aside. Then his gaze was travelling up her body from her small black high heels, up over legs, up the curve of her hips, and the swell of her post-baby belly, to breasts that had once been perkier, and finally, to her face. With each inch of her body that he inspected, the hunger etched on his face grew, his eyes gleamed brighter through his glasses. When his gaze finally met hers, he looked like he could devour her in one bite.
Gone was the mild-mannered, laid-back somewhat geeky guy who had led the presentation, and then low-key flirted with her for hours. In his place was a grown man who wanted her as much as she wanted him.
And it was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
She launched herself at him then, yanking at her skirt as her lips touched his again. He wrapped his arms around her, sliding soft hands up her back and sending shivers coursing through her. He zeroed in on her bra and worked at unhooking it as his lips parted and his tongue dueled with hers. She undid her skirt and kicked it aside, all while he ravished her mouth. She couldn’t get enough of the taste of him. He stopped fiddling with her bra, and she broke the kiss for a moment so she could bend to reach her shoes.
“Um,” he said.
She looked up, and that sheepish look was edging back into his eyes. She laughed. “You’d like me to leave these on?”
He nodded. “If that wouldn’t be too much trouble.”
Fuck, he was kind of adorable like this, all unsure of himself and sweet. She could tell by the bulge in his boxers that he was eager, yet here he was, making a small request and waiting for her to yay it or nay it. Most guys she’d been with would have simply issued her a command to leave on the heels. While an assertive man in the bedroom had its benefits, she found herself liking this power dynamic much more.
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