Title: Photo Op
Author: Sloane Taylor
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: December 8, 2015
Tour Host: DRC Promotions
Synopsis:
Never mix business with pleasure, unless pleasure is your business. Photojournalist Emily Peters gives herself the perfect birthday gift - a weekend in Paris. Her excitement builds when she hits the scene of the exclusive S&G Club. Exposing the truth behind their private pleasure chambers and the elite who frequent them will be the diamond in her career crown. At least Em thinks so until she’s tied up in knots by the Devil himself. British restaurateur Nicholas Caine visits Paris to check on his S&G Club investment and to sample its many benefits. Nick’s not on the hunt until he encounters a tiger that pretends to be a kitten. There’s no doubt she’ll satisfactorily flex her claws given the right incentive. What starts as a prime photo opportunity evolves into a weekend of erotic fantasies as Nick awakens Emily’s dark passions.Buy Photo Op:
Excerpt
Dinner was the most elegant and tasty meal Emily had enjoyed anywhere in the world. She leaned back in her upholstered armchair, savoring the delightful aftertastes of thyme and rosemary, and blocked out the odious reverend along with his fawning entourage. Her nose twitched as a subtle, yet pleasant, aroma surrounded her. “It is pear, madame.” Another tall handsome waiter, looking good enough to eat, stood at her side. Without a word he slid a menu in front of her. She glanced up into large chocolate eyes, and her heart stuttered. “Pardon?” Her voice came out on a whoosh of air. “I noticed your attempt to distinguish the scent. Many of our ladies have your same reaction.” He stirred the air with his large hand. “Late in the evening the air is infused with a hint of cinnamon and chocolate. Tonight we added pear.” His eyes twinkled as if he were sharing a dark secret. “Tempts one to indulge in a decadent dessert. Would you care for one, Ms Peters?” A sweet shiver weaved its way up her spine when he spoke her name. With shaking fingers she gulped her ice water and mentally ordered her oversexed body to behave. “If nothing on the menu appeals to you, Chef Claude would be elated to whip up whatever you prefer.” British and gorgeous. And then his words hit her. Chef Claude. “Is he Claude St. Cyr? The same chef who owns a cooking school?” The waiter from every woman’s fantasy grinned. “One and the same.” What the hell is he doing here? “Ms Peters?” He tapped a well-groomed fingernail on the menu. “What? Oh yes.” She flipped open the leather jacket to scan the tasty treats, her one downfall. The card read like an international list of culinary sexual pleasures. Spotted Dick presented by Jon Bavarian Cream presented by Hans Hot Soufflé presented by Francois Mocha Butter presented by Motumba Emily slipped the cap off her lipstick tube, then did an unhurried swipe along her bottom lip. Just how far do the presenters go? “Do you see anything you like?” His deep voice played havoc with her senses as she squirmed in her damp panties. “Too bad you don’t offer Cumberland Rum Nicky. I enjoyed the decadent pie a few years ago at an up and coming restaurant in London. Can’t remember the name of the place, but I never forgot that perfect dessert.” His tanned face paled as if she’d requested to borrow The Crown Jewels. “Perhaps a dish of Whim Wham?” “No thanks, I’m fanciful enough.” She laughed at her little joke about the true meaning of the Scottish pie. “I’d really like a Benedictine straight up and a cup of black coffee.” He nodded and walked toward the bar area. Of all the waitstaff Emily had encountered or seen during her two hours over dinner, this last was the pièce de la résistance. Sable brown hair caressed his white shirt collar. She’d give anything to run her fingers through the thick waves. The reverend and ladies met with her lickable waiter at the doorway. He stood to the side and gestured for them to go first. The tallest of the women stopped and started up a conversation, but her server backed away the moment she ran her fingers along his jawline. So the help gets to play with the clientele. Emily pulled the cap off her lipstick tube. Smile, I think you’re going to like this one.About The Author:
Award-Winning author Sloane Taylor is a sensual woman who believes humor and sex are healthy aspects of our everyday lives and carries that philosophy into her books. She writes romances that takes you right into the bedroom. Being a true romantic, all her stories have a happy ever after.
Her books are set in Europe where the men are all male and the North American women they encounter are both feminine and strong. They also bring more than lust to their men's lives.
Taylor was born and raised on the Southside of Chicago. Studly, her mate for life, and Taylor now live in a small home in Indiana and enjoy the change from city life. She is an avid cook and posts new recipes on her blog http://sloanetaylor.blogspot.com/ every Wednesday. The recipes are user friendly, meaning easy.
Taylor currently has five romance books released by Toque & Dagger Publishing.
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