BOOK INFORMATION
When Good
Earls Go Bad:
A
Victorian Valentine’s Day Novella
Dukes Behaving Badly # 1.5
Dukes Behaving Badly # 1.5
By: Meghan Frampton
Releasing February 3rd, 2015
Avon Impulse
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BOOK SUMMARY
Megan
Frampton’s Dukes Behaving Badly series is back, though this time it’s an earl
who’s meeting his match in this delightfully fun and sexy novella!
What’s a
lovely young woman doing asleep in his bed? Matthew, Earl of Selkirk, is
shocked to discover it’s his new housekeeper! She’s a far cry from the
gray-haired woman he expected. Matthew is no fan of surprises, and Annabelle
Tyne is pure temptation. Perhaps he shouldn’t have had her hired sight unseen.
Annabelle,
co-owner of the Quality Employment Agency, is no housekeeper, but she wasn’t
about to lose a potential client simply because there was no one to fit the
bill. Imagine her shock when the Earl arrives at his London townhome and she’s
awoken in the night by the most attractive man she’s ever seen.
Matthew is
a man who lives life by the rules, but sometimes rules are made to be broken…and
being bad can be very, very good.
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EXCERPT
She didn’t
have to wonder anymore just how handsome he was. She knew; he was entirely and
thoroughly handsome, from his desire-darkened eyes to his full mouth to his
broad chest and then . . . well, she had to admit, even his manly appendage was
handsome.
It tasted musky and throbbed in her
mouth, and he was alternately moaning and uttering incoherent noises, so she
knew he must have been enjoying it. Because she couldn’t see him allowing himself not to speak
properly otherwise.
After a few minutes of licking and
sucking, she withdrew her mouth but kept her hand on him, drawing her palm up
and down the shaft. He was large; to be expected, since he was large everywhere
else, too, and he was iron-hard in her hand, but the skin was soft.
She wished she could comment on the
discrepancy of soft and hard, but she didn’t
think this was the time. For once, it appeared, she knew when to keep silent.
And then she wanted to let him know
that she, Annabelle, had actually refrained from saying something on her mind
because it wouldn’t be
appropriate. At that time, at least. Perhaps later she could tell him of her
observations.
She glanced up at him and he was
watching her, watching her move her hand with a sensual look on his face, his
chest heaving as his breaths broke loud and gasping in the room.
Good. He was coming undone, and that
was just how she wanted him.
She spotted the feather duster on
the floor and stifled the grin that threatened to appear on her face. She also
knew that grinning at such a point might make him question if she was amused by
all of this, and she did not want to lessen the hardness in any way.
Still keeping a hand on him, she
slid off the bed, then snatched the duster with one hand and returned to what
she was doing, barely missing a stroke.
His eyes were wider now. “What are you planning to do?”
Annabelle did allow herself to grin
then, and she ran the duster from the top of his chest down to his cock,
flicking the feathers as she went.
He moaned and thrashed, but didn’t protest.
“A good housekeeper should always keep everything clean,” she
said, in as proper a voice she could manage. Given that she had a Scottish earl’s
cock in her hand, it wasn’t very proper at all.
“Of course,” he replied, his own tone amused.
She trailed the duster on his
strong, muscular thighs, down his legs, and onto his feet. Goodness, even his
feet were handsome! Then she drew it back up, making that same feather-flicking
motion as her other hand rhythmically stroked his cock.
He groaned, and she glanced at him.
Now his eyes were shut, his head was back, and the muscles of his abdomen were
standing out as he flexed.
She tossed the feather duster aside
and wrapped her other hand around the base of his cock, her fingers sliding
over his tight balls as she continued to stroke, now with a firmer grip, now a
bit faster.
“Oh, lass, this feels—oh, god,” he said, then shouted as he
came, his release spurting all over her hand and his torso and his legs.
She smiled and slowly released her
hold on him, then moved to lie next to him on the bed, her hand on his chest,
which heaved, her face buried into his neck.
“That was . . .” it sounded as though he was having a hard
time speaking, “that was amazing.”
“It was an excellent beginning to our explorations,”
Annabelle replied.
And she couldn’t wait to explore some more. Even as she
pushed away the thought that she might never wish to stop exploring him. And
they had less than a month.
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CAT'S REVIEW
"When Good Earls Go Bad" by Megan Frampton. This is a novella and is short and sweet. I absolutely loved Annabelle - she is quirky and uses her own logic to think things through which, for me, makes her even more endearing. I was smiling throughout, especially when she caused Matthew to become a bit frazzled! Matthew was terrific as well - he was her complete opposite - serious and uptight. The two of the together were so much fun to read. My only regret about this one is that is was a novella - I would have loved to have read more about these two and a more in depth view of their growing love. Ms. Frampton is rapidly becoming a favorite, having read several of her other works. If you're looking for a quick, fun read, check this one out. (received copy for honest review)
★★★★
AUTHOR INFO
Megan
Frampton writes historical romance under her own name and romantic women’s
fiction as Megan Caldwell. She likes the color black, gin, dark-haired British
men, and huge earrings, not in that order. She lives in Brooklyn, NY, with her
husband and son.
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