Title: Mr. Darcy’s Kiss
Author: Krista Lakes
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 26, 2017
Blurb
Rich.
British.
Hot as hell.
Elizabeth Bennett
has never appreciated any of these traits in a man. So when Mr. Darcy,
billionaire British playboy and GQ’s Bachelor of the Year, meets her at a
function, she’s surprised at how attracted she is to him.
has never appreciated any of these traits in a man. So when Mr. Darcy,
billionaire British playboy and GQ’s Bachelor of the Year, meets her at a
function, she’s surprised at how attracted she is to him.
That is until he
puts his foot in his big, arrogant mouth.
puts his foot in his big, arrogant mouth.
The slap that she
gave him got her thrown out of the biggest fundraiser of the year, but the mark
she left on Mr. Darcy won’t leave his mind.
gave him got her thrown out of the biggest fundraiser of the year, but the mark
she left on Mr. Darcy won’t leave his mind.
The second time that
they meet “on accident”, he turns up the arrogance even more.
they meet “on accident”, he turns up the arrogance even more.
The third time, he
tries flowers.
tries flowers.
By the fourth time,
he’s wearing a cup to protect himself.
he’s wearing a cup to protect himself.
Mr. Darcy is the
last man in the world that Elizabeth could ever be with. However, love makes
fools of us all, and the one man that she can’t stand is the one man she can’t
resist.
last man in the world that Elizabeth could ever be with. However, love makes
fools of us all, and the one man that she can’t stand is the one man she can’t
resist.
Can Mr. Darcy’s kiss
win over the heart of Elizabeth Bennett?
win over the heart of Elizabeth Bennett?
Join New York Times
bestselling author Krista Lakes in this modern retelling of Jane Austen’s
beloved “Pride and Prejudice”.
bestselling author Krista Lakes in this modern retelling of Jane Austen’s
beloved “Pride and Prejudice”.
Excerpt
I kept
dancing across the dance floor, moving my hips and having fun. I could see
Lydia out of the corner of my eye shaking her booty and having a great time.
For once, I wasn’t worried about her getting kicked out. She seemed to be
behaving herself.
dancing across the dance floor, moving my hips and having fun. I could see
Lydia out of the corner of my eye shaking her booty and having a great time.
For once, I wasn’t worried about her getting kicked out. She seemed to be
behaving herself.
A cute man
came up and started dancing with me. He was mid-height with blonde hair and a
couple of tattoos peeking out from under his shirtsleeves. I offered my hand,
and he spun me into him, putting his hands on my hips and moving with me to the
music.
came up and started dancing with me. He was mid-height with blonde hair and a
couple of tattoos peeking out from under his shirtsleeves. I offered my hand,
and he spun me into him, putting his hands on my hips and moving with me to the
music.
At first,
the dance was fun. Cute-guy kept his hands on my hips, pulling me into his body
and moving to the music. It was worlds away better than dancing with Collins,
but then he started going too far. He grabbed my ass instead of my hips, and he
didn’t let me go as he thrust his pelvis into me.
the dance was fun. Cute-guy kept his hands on my hips, pulling me into his body
and moving to the music. It was worlds away better than dancing with Collins,
but then he started going too far. He grabbed my ass instead of my hips, and he
didn’t let me go as he thrust his pelvis into me.
I stepped
away, no longer enjoying what was going on. I wanted to dance, not to be
groped.
away, no longer enjoying what was going on. I wanted to dance, not to be
groped.
“Come on,
baby,” he said over the music, flashing me what I assumed was his best smile.
He was no longer Cute-guy. He was now Cute-but-awful guy. “It’s just for fun.”
baby,” he said over the music, flashing me what I assumed was his best smile.
He was no longer Cute-guy. He was now Cute-but-awful guy. “It’s just for fun.”
“I think
I’m done,” I said, turning to leave, but he grabbed my hand.
I’m done,” I said, turning to leave, but he grabbed my hand.
“Just
another dance, baby,” he cooed. “I’ll behave. Until you don’t want me to.”
another dance, baby,” he cooed. “I’ll behave. Until you don’t want me to.”
I tried to
wrench my arm from his grasp, but he was much bigger and stronger than me. I
wasn’t sure what to do. Should I play nice until he let me go and then run?
Should I kick him in the balls? Scream bloody murder?
wrench my arm from his grasp, but he was much bigger and stronger than me. I
wasn’t sure what to do. Should I play nice until he let me go and then run?
Should I kick him in the balls? Scream bloody murder?
“She said
she’s done,” a strong voice said behind me. I turned to find Mr. Darcy out on
the dance floor. For the first time since meeting him, I was glad to see him.
she’s done,” a strong voice said behind me. I turned to find Mr. Darcy out on
the dance floor. For the first time since meeting him, I was glad to see him.
“Wait your
turn,” Cute-but-awful guy told him. He still had my wrist in his hand.
turn,” Cute-but-awful guy told him. He still had my wrist in his hand.
“No,” Mr.
Darcy said, putting his hand on my shoulder. He looked dangerous. “Either you
leave now, or they help you out.”
Darcy said, putting his hand on my shoulder. He looked dangerous. “Either you
leave now, or they help you out.”
He nodded
to the three muscle-bound bouncers in black watching them. Cute-but-awful guy
dropped my wrist.
to the three muscle-bound bouncers in black watching them. Cute-but-awful guy
dropped my wrist.
“You need
to chill, man,” Cute-but-awful guy said. He blew me a kiss and walked away.
to chill, man,” Cute-but-awful guy said. He blew me a kiss and walked away.
I stood
there on the dance floor breathing hard even though I wasn’t moving. Mr. Darcy
had rescued me. I knew I could have done it myself, but his method was way more
effective and didn’t involve bodily harm.
there on the dance floor breathing hard even though I wasn’t moving. Mr. Darcy
had rescued me. I knew I could have done it myself, but his method was way more
effective and didn’t involve bodily harm.
“Thank
you,” I told him over the music.
you,” I told him over the music.
He shrugged
like it was nothing. “Want to dance?”
like it was nothing. “Want to dance?”
He held out
his hand, waiting for me to take it.
his hand, waiting for me to take it.
I hesitated.
Not because I thought he would end up like Cute-but-awful guy, or because I
didn’t want to. I really wanted to
dance with Mr. Darcy. I wanted to dance and then do so much more than dancing.
And that’s what scared me.
Not because I thought he would end up like Cute-but-awful guy, or because I
didn’t want to. I really wanted to
dance with Mr. Darcy. I wanted to dance and then do so much more than dancing.
And that’s what scared me.
“Okay,” I
replied before I considered all the consequences. It was just a dance. What
harm could a dance do?
replied before I considered all the consequences. It was just a dance. What
harm could a dance do?
The music
changed to the next song. A steady, pounding bass beat thrummed across the
dance floor like a heartbeat. My hips moved on their own to the tempo, dancing
to the sultry music all on their own.
changed to the next song. A steady, pounding bass beat thrummed across the
dance floor like a heartbeat. My hips moved on their own to the tempo, dancing
to the sultry music all on their own.
Mr. Darcy’s
hands went to my hips. They were strong and confident as he guided me in the
motions of our dance. He knew exactly what he was doing as he put my body
against his. I could feel the strength of his muscles under his jacket, and he
moved with a natural grace.
hands went to my hips. They were strong and confident as he guided me in the
motions of our dance. He knew exactly what he was doing as he put my body
against his. I could feel the strength of his muscles under his jacket, and he
moved with a natural grace.
The music
throbbed, and I ached with it as Mr. Darcy danced with me. His hand glided down
my side, teasing me with his touch while still being completely PG. The trace
of his fingers left my skin tingling for more.
throbbed, and I ached with it as Mr. Darcy danced with me. His hand glided down
my side, teasing me with his touch while still being completely PG. The trace
of his fingers left my skin tingling for more.
I wrapped
my arms around the back of his neck, drawing the two of us in closer. There was
nothing now but the two of us and the heavy, throbbing need of the music. His
hips went slow with mine, keeping just enough distance without letting me
forget where he was.
my arms around the back of his neck, drawing the two of us in closer. There was
nothing now but the two of us and the heavy, throbbing need of the music. His
hips went slow with mine, keeping just enough distance without letting me
forget where he was.
Every move
was primal and sexual. Every cell in my body turned on, wanting to know what it
would be like to feel this without clothes. My pulse pounded to the beat of the
dance.
was primal and sexual. Every cell in my body turned on, wanting to know what it
would be like to feel this without clothes. My pulse pounded to the beat of the
dance.
I bit my
bottom lip, trying to keep myself grounded as I lost myself to him. Mr. Darcy
was in complete control, and I was fine with that. He made every motion, every
move, sexy as hell. It was sex on the dance floor and the hottest thing I’d
ever experienced with my clothes on.
bottom lip, trying to keep myself grounded as I lost myself to him. Mr. Darcy
was in complete control, and I was fine with that. He made every motion, every
move, sexy as hell. It was sex on the dance floor and the hottest thing I’d
ever experienced with my clothes on.
I looked
up, my lip still between my teeth as I met his eyes.
up, my lip still between my teeth as I met his eyes.
Blue like
the ocean, even in the dark of the club. They captured me and held me there,
stronger than any rope. I didn’t want to leave the gaze of those eyes.
the ocean, even in the dark of the club. They captured me and held me there,
stronger than any rope. I didn’t want to leave the gaze of those eyes.
Emotions
that I wasn’t ready for flooded through me. I wanted him. I was incredibly
attracted to him. I wanted to feel his skin under my fingers and see if he was
this good a dancer in the bedroom. Heat flooded my core at the thought of the
pleasure he was sure to give me. I was going to give into him.
that I wasn’t ready for flooded through me. I wanted him. I was incredibly
attracted to him. I wanted to feel his skin under my fingers and see if he was
this good a dancer in the bedroom. Heat flooded my core at the thought of the
pleasure he was sure to give me. I was going to give into him.
Yet,
somewhere, my brain came back. I knew he was an ass. He was a jerk just looking
for his next lay. In that respect, he was no better than Cute-but-awful guy. He
was just a better dancer.
somewhere, my brain came back. I knew he was an ass. He was a jerk just looking
for his next lay. In that respect, he was no better than Cute-but-awful guy. He
was just a better dancer.
I stumbled
back, needing to figure out why my body was so attracted to him when my head
knew better. I should never have danced with him. I should never have let
myself feel the strength of the man under the suit.
back, needing to figure out why my body was so attracted to him when my head
knew better. I should never have danced with him. I should never have let
myself feel the strength of the man under the suit.
My heel
slipped, catching on the dance floor and my balance flew out the window. Yet, I
didn’t fall. Mr. Darcy rescued me, yet again. He pulled me into his body,
holding me directly against him. His heart pounded with mine. I heated
instantly, my skin crying out for his touch. If anything, the desire this time
was almost unbearable.
slipped, catching on the dance floor and my balance flew out the window. Yet, I
didn’t fall. Mr. Darcy rescued me, yet again. He pulled me into his body,
holding me directly against him. His heart pounded with mine. I heated
instantly, my skin crying out for his touch. If anything, the desire this time
was almost unbearable.
I looked up
again, finding those ocean eyes. They held a storm that I wanted to experience.
I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to do so much more than just kiss him, but that
seemed like a good starting point.
again, finding those ocean eyes. They held a storm that I wanted to experience.
I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to do so much more than just kiss him, but that
seemed like a good starting point.
I licked my
lips. He tipped his head, apparently thinking the same thing I was. I couldn’t
believe that I was about to do this, yet I wanted to so badly. My body was
overriding my head and taking what it wanted.
lips. He tipped his head, apparently thinking the same thing I was. I couldn’t
believe that I was about to do this, yet I wanted to so badly. My body was
overriding my head and taking what it wanted.
I closed my
eyes, letting myself go. This was what I wanted. A kiss to start.
eyes, letting myself go. This was what I wanted. A kiss to start.
Author Bio
New York Times and USA Today Bestseller Krista Lakes is a
thirtysomething who recently rediscovered her passion for writing. She is
living happily ever after with her Prince Charming. Her first kid just started
preschool and she is happy to welcome her second child into her life,
continuing her “Happily Ever After”!
thirtysomething who recently rediscovered her passion for writing. She is
living happily ever after with her Prince Charming. Her first kid just started
preschool and she is happy to welcome her second child into her life,
continuing her “Happily Ever After”!
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