Today Victoria Blisse shares a bite from her latest short story – best served hot! Thanks for coming over, Victoria!
Like a good meal…
…the anticipation adds to the final experience. So I’m going to share with you a sneak peek into my next lust bite release called Tasty Italian.
I love Italian food, don’t you? Pizza, pasta, basil and garlic and big, bold tastes that comfort. So you can understand why I ended up writing a story based in an Italian Restaurant.
Here’s the blurb:
She wanted pizza, she got love.
Fiona was bored with her life but she didn’t realise that simply deciding to visit the local Italian restaurant for dinner one night would change it forever. When she laid eyes on the fit, young Italian waiter she fell instantly in lust. Carlo returned that ardour but how could their relationship develop when he had to move back to his home in Italy?
Tasty Italian is out on Monday the 19th September. And here’s a delicious little excerpt to whet your appetite:
“Oh, you for sure will.” He unlocked the door. “I always work here in the evenings while I live with Roberto. It’s to pay my rent, you see.”
“All right then, I’ll see you next week.”
She shuffled forwards anticipating Carlo opening the door, but he stepped back. They crashed into one another.
“Oh, sorry.” He grabbed Fiona around the tops of her arms. “I’m so clumsy.”
“No, no, it was my fault,” she replied, holding her hands in fists as she fought the urge to reach around his waist and pull him close. “I’m sorry.”
“An accident.” He grinned, then leant forward to kiss one cheek then the other.
Fiona’s skin blossomed with heat with each touch of his lips, her nostrils flared to take in his spicy, male scent and her hands trembled with withheld desire.
“See you next week, Fiona.”
She expected him to pull back away but he didn’t. His gaze focused on her lips and split seconds before he did it she realised he was going to kiss her properly. She would have panicked but she didn’t have the time so she just accepted the press of his lips against hers.
If she had thought she felt hot before she was greatly mistaken. When his lips touched hers she felt as if her body was on fire. She pressed her lips harder against his to ease the burning in her veins but a moment later he pulled back just as she expected the kiss to deepen.
“Bye,” she whispered, her voice hoarse and her throat dry. She thought that maybe Italians did two cheek kisses and a snog as a regular thing.
Thank you for hosting me today, Amy, I’ve had a lovely time!