The amazing Etta Stark is visiting on my blog today. She is witty, humorous, and writes one heckuva great book! 🙂 (I really appreciate her kind words about my first solo book. Welcome, Etta!)
Hello! I am really excited to be hanging out on Katherine Deane’s blog today. I’m a huge fan of Katherine’s book The Coach’s Discipline (as you can tell by the rather over-excitable review on my blog).
Lord Westbrook’s Muse is my third book. All my books so far have been historical set in Victorian England (although I am about to buck that trend with a contemporary romance for the Corbin’s Bend series, which will be released in December). Lord Westbrook’s Muse is a sort-of-sequel to my previous book Lady Westbrook’s Discovery but not really. It contains members of the same family but you don’t need to have read Lady Westbrook’s Discovery first to enjoy it. It’s a stand-alone story.
Lord Westbrook is a stuffy Lord in a small English village in the 1870s. He is socially awkward and dislikes social engagements only attending them out of a sense of duty and because of the expectation that he should find himself a wife to be the next Lady Westbrook.
Everything is turned on its head when he meets beautiful, vivacious social reformer, Cass who is staying with his mother as a houseguest. When Cass suggests to Lord Westbrook that he punish her for some previous bad behaviour, he gives her a bare bottom spanking that leads to much more. The pair begin an amorous affair that breaks all the rules of decent Victorian society.
The snippet below takes place the day after their first lovemaking. They are meeting at midnight at Cass’s suggestion. Lord Westbrook needs to decide where to take it from here.
All his previous sexual encounters before Cass had generally begun with a discussion about appropriate terms of payment. That clearly wasn’t going to help him much here. He had rather expected all his sexual experiences to follow a similar pattern of financial transaction until he found himself a nice compliant wife and then bedded her on their wedding night.
This … whatever he had with Cass was not something he had ever anticipated. Was it reasonable to assume that having suggested this tryst, she was amenable to the idea of having sex with him again?
Once they were inside, Lord Westbrook hastened to light the gas lamp. As he turned to face Cass in the dim orange glow of the room, he was utterly overwhelmed by her beauty. She had removed her cape revealing another of her fantastical aesthetic gowns. It was pure white in colour and belted in the middle with gold cord. With her beautiful features framed by a glowing mane of red hair, Cass looked like she had stepped directly from a painting by one of the pre-Raphaelite brotherhood. She looked like an angel. No, not an angel – an emissary of the Lord would not have had such a dark, wanton look in their eyes. A Greek goddess, perhaps. Or Queen of the Faeries.
Any thought of making conversation, any thought of doing anything other than taking her into his arms and bringing them both to point of ecstasy, fled from his mind. In a moment he was beside her – his body pressed up against hers, pressing her against the back of the door as his mouth hungrily sought hers.
Her lips responded beautifully to his own. Her passion was evident in the way she kissed him back, opening her mouth wide as he entered it with his tongue. He spun her round and begun unlacing the back of her dress which fell to the floor with the minimum of resistance. Her gloriously uncomplicated undergarments were divested in moments. He turned her round again to face him.
She stood before him completely naked. He gave himself a moment to look her over thoroughly, drinking in her magnificent beauty. Cass stood quietly in place as he looked her over proprietarily. She bit her lip and Robert sensed that the situation – standing there naked while he was fully clothed – was making her feel vulnerable. He decided not to question the thrilling sense of pleasure that he felt from dominating her in this way. They would both be naked soon enough.
“Come,” he said, leading her through to the bedroom.
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Lord Robert Westbrook’s life of responsibility and social obligations is turned on its head when he meets Cass, a beautiful and idiosyncratic woman at his mother’s garden party. Cass is a staunch supporter of women’s rights as well as an advocate of dress reform, rejecting the restrictive fashions of the nineteenth century. In fact, Cass’s rebellion isn’t limited to her dress sense. She is also determined to experience the excitement and passion of a sexual liaison. Lord Westbrook, she has decided, is the very man she wants to seduce her. Meanwhile Lord Westbrook has determined that Cass requires some stern discipline. The couple’s passionate and fiery romance breaks every rule of Victorian decency and kindles a love that neither Cass nor Robert were prepared for. However, when Cass’s secret past finally catches up with her, it seems that the couple’s happiness might be doomed forever.