Friday, February 19, 2010

Delicious Tease Contest Day #7: Tracy Wolff

Hi, everyone! It’s our first surprise day and I’m in charge, so I’m giving away a $15 giftcard to Barnes and Noble and a $5 giftcard to Starbucks, because with the weather most of us are having, I figure staying in with a delicious cup of coffee and a great book just might be the cure for the mid-winter blahs! Thanks again to all of you for participating in The Delicious Tease Contest—I’m having a lot of fun reading your comments and checking out all these great authors who’ve been stopping by. I hope you’re enjoying it as much as I am :)

And since it’s in the thirties outside where I am right now, I thought I’d heat things up with a steamy excerpt from TIE ME DOWN, my last release from NAL as the heroine, Genevieve, makes a cameo appearance in TEASE ME.

Check it out and let me know what you think. Happy Friday!!!!


From the author who “puts the `S’ in steamy and the `E’ in erotic” comes another explosive tale of sex and suspense...

As the only woman on her homicide squad, Genevieve Delacroix maintains a tough-as-nails attitude that keeps men at arm's length. She never gives into her secret fantasies...until she meets a mysterious stranger who teaches her how little control she really has-over her mind and her body.

Cole Adams arrives in New Orleans believing star investigator Genevieve is his last hope for solving the murder of his younger sister. He just doesn't expect the hard-assed detective to look like a blond bombshell. Once he breaks through her inhibitions, he soon finds an unexpected obsession-driving Genevieve right to the edge of desire, and beyond...But when the serial killer who has been terrorizing the streets of the French Quarter sets his sights on Genevieve, the lovers realize they've both let down their guard. And losing control could have fatal consequences...


“So, can I buy you a drink?” Her question came out of nowhere, in a no-nonsense tone and a voice that was pure, sugary Georgia peach. Smooth and silky and sweetly delicious, despite the hint of hard-ass he heard just below the surface.
Surprise swept through him, and he wondered if she would taste as good as she sounded. The contrast between her voice and her tone intrigued him, one more example of the numerous contradictions that seemed to make her up.
The lush body covered by that ridiculous suit.
The indolent pose belied by the watchful eyes.
The gorgeous voice with the don’t-fuck-with-me tone.
It made him wonder who the real Genevieve Delacroix was. Made him want to fuck with her—to fuck her—and to hell with the consequences.
As he struggled to regain control—to keep his eye on the prize—the wicked curve of her lips kept interfering with his concentration.
“What are you offering?” He kept his voice low as he angled his body toward hers, savoring the rush of arousal pouring through him. Inconvenient or not, it had been far too long since he’d felt this instantaneous reaction to a woman.
Her barely there smiled turned into a smirk. “That depends what you ask for.”
He nodded to the bartender who had sidled up to the other side of the bar. “A shot of Patrón Silver.”
“Interesting choice.” Genevieve quirked a brow before turning to the bartender. “I’ll take an Absolut and cranberry.”
After the bartender moved away, she leveled a pair of deep blue eyes at him and Cole fought the urge to squirm. Genevieve had cop eyes—world-weary, cynical and more than willing to believe the worst.
For a split second, it was like looking in a mirror, his own tormented emotions of the past few years staring back at him. But then a shutter came down, blocking him from seeing anything but a sardonic amusement that sent shivers up his spine.
“So,” she demanded as she leaned forward until her mouth was only inches from his own. “Do you often drink alone?”
It was his turn to raise a brow. “I’m new in town. I don’t have anyone else to drink with.”
“I’d feel sorry for you, but I get the impression that’s more by choice than necessity.” Her cerulean eyes glowed as they swept over him, and he couldn’t stop his body from clenching in response.
“So what about you?”
She inclined her head. “What about me?” Her peaches-and-cream voice was ripe with approval, and he felt his cock throb. Shifting a little, he tried to adjust himself so his hard-on wasn’t so obvious—or painful. But a quick glance at Genevieve told him that she was more than aware of his dilemma—and that she was enjoying it.
“Do you often drink alone?” He parroted her words back at her, determined to gain control of the conversation.
“Who says I’m alone? I could be waiting for someone.”
She was bluffing—pushing him hard with her fuck-off voice and come-hither body language—and normally he’d be more than happy to go along for the ride. But now wasn’t the time for this, he reminded himself forcibly.
“Should I leave?” He started to stand.
“No!” For just a moment her facade slipped, giving him one more glimpse of the frustrated, tired, too-pissed-off-to-be-alone woman behind the mask.
He sank back into his chair. “I’m Cole, by the way.” He held out a hand.
“Genevieve.” She hesitated before placing her hand against his.
“Afraid?” he asked with a smirk, unable to stop himself.
“Of you?” Her hand met his in a firm, no-nonsense clasp, her eyes narrowing in derision.
“Is there someone else here?” She tried to tug her hand back, but he didn’t let go. Couldn’t let go, any more than he could stop the cocky, shit-eating grin from crossing his face. It was going to be fun as hell testing her, seeing what she was made of.
Seeing just how far he could push before she began to shove back.
It might not be the wisest course of action, but then again, he’d given up being smart when he came to this hellhole of a city, intent on finding a truth that had eluded him for seven long years.
“I don’t know.” She glanced around the bar, let her eyes linger teasingly on some guy near the door. “Is there?”
As the guy straightened up and made a move toward them, Cole scowled fiercely. Then gave a sharp tug on Genevieve’s hand that had her out of her chair and between his legs before she knew what was happening. He wrapped his free hand around her hip and pulled her even closer, so that her thighs rested against his aroused cock.
Those blue eyes sparked with a fury that was cold as ice, and he expected her to struggle—for one brief moment, even wanted her to. His brain was sending all kinds of messages, calling him every name in the book, even as it warned him that he was blowing everything before his plan had a chance to get off the ground.
But for the first time in his life, his body had sole possession of the driver’s seat, his suddenly unruly libido shrugging off the warning signs like they didn’t exist—even as he fought for control.
For one brief, terrifying moment, he thought about forgetting the whole thing, about saying “Fuck it” and just reveling in the moment. About taking this woman any and every way he could have her and letting the chips fall where they may.
How had she gotten him so hot so quickly? In the long years following Samantha’s death, he’d never let anyone get under his skin. Ever.
And this wasn’t how their first meeting was supposed to turn out—with him fantasizing about what she looked like in the throes of one orgasm after another.
He was supposed to be laying the groundwork. Feeling her out. Checking to see if she really was as good as her record said she was. An hour ago her competence—or lack thereof—had been the most important thing on his mind. But now all he could think about was what it would feel like to come in her mouth. In her pussy. In her lush, gorgeous ass.
He tried to tamp down on the arousal, but that was like trying to put out a wildfire with a spray bottle— especially since he could feel the heat and arousal coming off her. Could see her nipples peaking beneath the thin material of her blouse. Could hear the hitch in her breathing as she too struggled for control.
He’d come to New Orleans looking for peace, had sought Genevieve out for just that purpose. But the aroused, out-of-control, gotta-have-her-now feeling that had grabbed him by the balls the second he laid eyes on her was anything but peaceful.
Gritting his teeth, he pulled himself back from the edge. It wasn’t easy when he wanted to be inside of her more than he wanted his next breath. More than he wanted the answers he’d come here to get.
But the look on Genevieve’s face said she’d been pushed—or pulled—as far as she was going to allow. Aroused or not, her next move would be to take a swing at him.
For a minute, he could almost taste the coppery tang of blood in his mouth. It might be worth it.
“You’re going to want to let go of me.” Her voice was low and hot, a warning if he’d ever heard one.
“I’m not so sure about that.”

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  1. OH I sooooooooooooooo have this book to read. I actually have it in the front so I can drool over the cover!!!
    And please drop my name in the hat!!!! Another chance to buy more books!!!!
    Have a great day!

  2. Wow that is a great excerpt!!! I can't wait to read the entire book!!!

    Happy Friday! :)

  3. What a great excerpt, that will certainly warm us up. Thanks for the great giveaways.

  4. That was fantastic! I absolutely cannot wait until to read it. Nice, hot and steamy:Perfect for this cold weather. Hopefully, you will have a great weekend!

  5. I'm sooo smiling right now. Loved your line, "... any more than he could stop the cocky, shit-eating grin from crossing his face." Now THAT is an original line, LOL!

    Thanks for offering such super giveaways. I hope you too have lots of bonuses in life! (What goes around comes around!)

  6. Great excerpt ! And I so agree with you... with this cold weather there is nothing better than a good book and good coffee. Thanks for the very thoughtful contest !

  7. Wow. I know I need more than a spray bottle after that except. Thanks for the fantastic contest to keep us warm.

  8. Fabulous excerpt and thanks for the awesome contest!

  9. Oh yum!! And thanks for the happy Friday excerpt, Tracy!!

  10. Hello,

    Happy Friday! Thanks for the giveaway & have a great weekend.

  11. Great prize - coffee and books to battle the cold and gloom of winter!

    Great excerpt, too! I am officially hooked.

  12. Thanks for the Happy Friday excerpt, I'll be looking for this book!

  13. I love it, I'm definitely looking forward to getting that book.


  14. Love the except!

    Please count me in.

    cindyc725 at gmail dot com

  15. Your excerpt made me happy as I sat here in my
    boring cubicle :) Thank you, sincerely.

  16. Such a great except. Make me want to go back and re-read it all over again! That might be a good way to spice up my weekend!!

  17. Your book sounds so-o-o-o good. I want a copy!

    Nice and sunny here today but temp is only 45. That's about 10 degrees below normal for this time year. Hope it warms up soon!

  18. Great excerpt. Definitely putting this book on my ToBuy list.

  19. I loved "Tie Me Down." Happy Friday.

  20. This was one of my favorite reads last year, loved Cole. Tracy, a great blend of suspense and romance, hope everyone gives this story a try.

  21. Yes! This is my perfect way to warm up during the winter. Reading an erotic book like this in front of the fireplace is heavenly!

  22. That was a fabulous excerpt! I can't wait to read it!

  23. Great excerpt. I love hot coffee or tea when the weather is cold and I'm curling up with a book.

  24. Wow, HOTT is right!! A good winter read, haha!! Thanks for the contests, Sue

  25. Sounds good! Adding to my to buy list!

  26. Great excerpt!! Gotta read this one!! Throw my name in please!!

  27. Tracy, I love that cover, if I get a man, I might try it, lol.

  28. wow thats Hot!! Great Excerpt looks great.

  29. What a generous contest! There's honestly nothing more lovely than curling up to a good book and a delicious warm beverage! Thank you and I enjoyed the excerpt :)


  30. Sparks are flying, those two are going to combust! Great excerpt!