Constance Westerley is a Public Defense Attorney, who loves spending time with her three friends Serena, May and Abby, also known as The Witchy Women. Together they educate each other on all elements of psychic abilities, as well as discuss the fact, that, for the past ten years, Constance has had deeply sexual fantasies about her perfect mate with the sensual dragon tattoo across his chest. Her only problem is that, sadly, he is not real. Oh and the fact that she is a billionaire thanks to her successful, judgemental, father who tries to control every aspect of her life. But Constance is content defending those who need her, and giving away her money to just and worthy causes.
Enter Nick Veseli, a reformed juvenile delinquent thanks to his loving adoptive parents. Working as a school principal, Nick cares deeply about his community, and puts other peoples needs first as much as possible. When Nick stops a vaccination programme from happening in his school, because he has discovered it is harmful to children, his life takes a sinister turn. Arrested for something he did not do, Nick knows he is being framed.
When Constance Westerley arrives to defend him, both of their lives will change forever. Instantly recognising her dream lover, Constance soon discovers that Nick has been falsely accused, and that there is so much more to this man then her dreams ever showed her. Determined to clear his name, they must work in harmony together to divulge the truth. As passion flares, they must find proof that they are being set up, while Constance tries to escape the clutches of her tyrannical father. Will fate be sidetracked or can Constance and Nick overcome the danger, money and class issues that is trying to wedge them apart?
I enjoyed SEDUCTIVE SYNCHRONICITY by Sage Ardman. The character of Nick is so sexy and caring, and I'm a sucker for a tattoo! And Constance is so likeable, choosing to help as many people as possible with her wealth. I found the psychic element really interesting and it added that extra something to the plot. Overall, a delightful, easy read.
For ten years, Constance Westerley has been having a
recurring dream about a mouth-wateringly handsome man
with
a
dragon tattoo on his chest. Some of her dreams are quite
erotic.
Her girlfriends, a group of spiritual adventurers who
call
themselves The Witchy Women, tell her to meditate on this
and find him. Of course, her outrageously wealthy family
doesnβt know about her dreams and they certainly donβt
care
for her spiritual leanings. They just want her to find a
respectable, rich man and settle down.
Nick Veseli grew up on the streets and in foster homes
but
was lucky enough to be adopted by loving parents. Since
then, he has made it his life goal to give back to the
community that saved him as a child. But his crusading
idealism will pit him and Constance against powerful
corporate interests, including some very rich Westerleys.
Wait until they see the dragon tattoo on his chest.
Stepping closer to Nick, she handed him her panties. βI just
took these off.β
Nick inhaled sharply with a carnal gaze that tore into her.
βTemptress!β
Me, a temptress? No man ever accused her of that before. She
loved they way
she'd fallen into such a bawdy role with Nick. βThink you
can keep your hands
off me at the bar?β
Nick laughed. βThink you're even going to make it to the
bar?β He grabbed her
shoulders and held her at arm's length. Walking her back to
the desk chair, he
motioned for her to sit. Then he got down on the floor,
tucked himself under her
desk, and pulled the chair in.
His hands worked her lower body, caressing everything he
could reach. When his
tongue ran up her thighs, she clamped her mouth shut and
tried to keep from
squirming. She spread her legs as far as the desk would permit.
As his tongue entered her, she flinched and yelled softly.
Her hands reached for
whatever they could grab, desperate for support. But rather
than holding onto
anything solid, she found herself with a crumpled piece of
paper in one hand and
her computer's mouse in the other. Her breath grew ragged as
she tried to
control her reaction to his illicit lust.
The heat from under the desk was burning her up. She didn't
even know if she
still had a body down there. All she could feel was
high-voltage tingling. A
little sigh escaped her lips as waves of desire engulfed her.
Constance couldn't say whether the lights in the room really
flickered, but she
could have sworn that something happened to reality. It
flashed out for a
moment, then came rushing back, brighter than ever. She
threw her head back and
yelled, trying to sit still through her climax.
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