High-Risk
Fever by Lea Bronsen
Thank you so much for
hosting me! I'm incredibly happy to share this new release. I started it in
response to an erotica anthology call in the spring of 2013. The antho didn't
happen, but I continued writing, broadening my genre spectrum from hetero
erotica to GLBT and ménage. Though I'd already told the story of a gay boy in
my debut novel, describing full-on gay acts and choreographing steamy foursome
scenes so long they spanned over several chapters was a new experience and
quite the challenge! *laughs* I hope you enjoy this wild ride of mine as well.
Two young and indecently
handsome bicyclists visit a village in the French Alps during the summer
holidays. Forced by a raging storm to spend the night at the local bed
& breakfast, they invade the quiet lives of hostess Anne and
her husband, Brian.
A power outage plunges the foursome into
darkness, encouraging new liaisons to form, life-long secrets to be
unveiled, and steamy lessons to be learned. But once the
storm moves on, can the four find a balance and resume their normal lives?
READ an EXCERPT:
Breathing deeply to calm her nerves, she approached the unfortunate
bicyclist and bent to grab his handlebar.
Surely by pure coincidence, one of his gloved hands landed on hers,
curling strong fingers around her small ones and helping her pull until the
bike stood upright between them.
Still, even as he stood on his feet, his hand lingered, holding hers
firmly on the hard-plastic handle.
Anne looked up into his face, seeing him for the first time. How in the
world had she missed such a jewel earlier? Among tanned, Latin features, a pair
of black diamonds sparkling with mischief stared back without shame. His long,
black locks were swept back in a ponytail, revealing a single golden earring in
his left lobe. Large chest muscles heaved beneath a tight, pink spandex shirt,
begging to be caressed by a woman’s hand, and black chest hairs peeked from the
open collar.
Unable to believe the seductive intensity he exuded, she sucked in a
breath and held it while the world narrowed. Her head buzzed. “What?”
“What?” The beautiful bicyclist used the same low tone, his full lips
forming a teasing grin inches from her face. He was so near she could smell his
hot breath. Intoxicating.
How had he come so close? And how long before her husband noticed?
Thankfully, Brian’s calm, indifferent voice rose behind her, addressing
the blond bicyclist. “So you’re looking for a place to stay?”
“Yeah. We’ve already asked in several different villages on our way
here.”
Anne tugged at her trapped hand and took a demonstrative step back.
“Please.”
“Oh.” Feigning surprise, the dark beauty lifted an eyebrow and removed
his hand, allowing her to retrieve hers. “Sorry,” he added, rolling a thick R
with his tongue, keeping his lips parted a second too long. A move so
deliberately naughty, her stomach knotted with need.
As she retreated, he studied her face with a grin, arrogance and
amusement gleaming in his dark eyes, before turning his attention to the two
other men.
Blood pulsing in her temples, she copied his
movement.
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BOOK TOUR:
High-Risk Fever will tour the book blog sphere with Bridging the Gap Promotions December 8 – 19. Look out for guest
posts, interviews, and giveaways!
ABOUT LEA
BRONSEN:
Lea has always had a vivid imagination and written since an early
age. Now juggling life as a mother, full-time worker, and thriving author,
she struggles to find any reading time - but when she opens a book, she wants
it fast, hot, and edgy! Striving to give her own stories the same
intensity, she currently divides her writing time between psychological
thriller, erotic contemporary romance, and dripping erotica.
She loves to interact with her readers, so send a mail to leabronsen@yahoo.com or come visit her
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Thank you for having me one more time, Elodie! *hugs*
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