| Author: | Isadora Rose | ISBN: | 9781465880062 |
| Publisher: | Isadora Rose | Publication: | December 31, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Isadora Rose |
| ISBN: | 9781465880062 |
| Publisher: | Isadora Rose |
| Publication: | December 31, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
The Roaring Twenties – a time of prohibition, speakeasies, jazz and glorious liberation. Ruby Russell knows precisely how to take advantage of both the debauchery of the era and the men who delight in it. When she sets out to toy with her newest target, though, the secretive and jaded Jameson Forbes proves to be far more than she had ever anticipated.
...“So, you are a lady with a liking for whiskey, Miss Russell,” he murmured, speaking only to distract himself from his urges. “An unusual fancy for a lady, wouldn’t you say?”
“Times are changing, Mr. Forbes.” Ruby smiled up at him, resting her head against his shoulder and revelling in the heat of his body against her own. “A woman may do very many things now that were once solely a man’s preserve –
I have tastes for things that may startle even you.”
“I am a very hard man to shock, Miss Russell, but I anticipate that I shall greatly enjoy your efforts to surprise me.”
“Oh, I intend to ensure that you do!” She laughed softly as they swayed together in time to the strains of the piano, allowing him to lead her through the dance as her fingers began to play with the knot of his tie, loosening it enough to slip her fingers underneath it to reach for the topmost button of his shirt.
“Are you so very keen to undress me, Ruby with the red, red lips?”...
The Roaring Twenties – a time of prohibition, speakeasies, jazz and glorious liberation. Ruby Russell knows precisely how to take advantage of both the debauchery of the era and the men who delight in it. When she sets out to toy with her newest target, though, the secretive and jaded Jameson Forbes proves to be far more than she had ever anticipated.
...“So, you are a lady with a liking for whiskey, Miss Russell,” he murmured, speaking only to distract himself from his urges. “An unusual fancy for a lady, wouldn’t you say?”
“Times are changing, Mr. Forbes.” Ruby smiled up at him, resting her head against his shoulder and revelling in the heat of his body against her own. “A woman may do very many things now that were once solely a man’s preserve –
I have tastes for things that may startle even you.”
“I am a very hard man to shock, Miss Russell, but I anticipate that I shall greatly enjoy your efforts to surprise me.”
“Oh, I intend to ensure that you do!” She laughed softly as they swayed together in time to the strains of the piano, allowing him to lead her through the dance as her fingers began to play with the knot of his tie, loosening it enough to slip her fingers underneath it to reach for the topmost button of his shirt.
“Are you so very keen to undress me, Ruby with the red, red lips?”...
