Romantic Times Magazine TOP PICK
for December 2004!
 

I WANT TO BUY THIS BOOK

RINGING IN THE SEASON (Book 5 of the 12 DAYS OF
CHRISTMAS Quickies)

Available now at www.ellorascave.com in e-book format,
or in PRINT in Volume I of the Twelve Days of Christmas
Anthologies - available at a Waldenbooks or Borders
near you!

Christmas is only two days away, and Traci Campbell has
never felt more miserable.  Her seventeen year marriage
seems on the verge of failure.  Rick makes no time for
the kids, for her...they haven't made love in four months.
Her heartfelt appeal at Thanksgiving appears to have
meant nothing to the man she can't stand the thought
of losing.

But a determined husband can make a lot happen in a few
short weeks, and a very unusual treasure hunt leads Traci
on an erotic journey down memory lane.  Can love,
determination, and five tiny golden rings save a marriage?
 

 EXCERPT:

     Returning to the trunk, she pulled out the next item in the envelope, a
 folded sheet of notebook paper. 'I remember that date—our first ‘real’ one.
 I was so proud to have you on my arm. I wanted to picnic right in front of
 the bandstand, so everyone would see us together, but you insisted on a
 spot further away, hidden in the trees.' Traci did remember. They had been
 interested in each other for two years. They’d stolen kisses beneath the
 bleachers at football games, and spent time talking and engaging in light
 petting in dark corners at group functions and whenever their families got
 together for backyard barbecues or cards. But her father wouldn’t let her
 date until she was seventeen. So on the very day she turned seventeen,
 July 1, 1981, Rick asked her father if she could go to the Independence Day
 Picnic with him, and her father had said yes.

    She smiled. 'I couldn’t believe how beautiful you were. How smart. I felt
 like the luckiest guy in the world. And, I couldn’t believe how much I wanted
 you. How just looking at you was enough to make my cock hard. I can’t tell
 you how many times I masturbated to fantasies of you before we went out on
 that first date.' Traci trembled as a trickle of moisture made its way down the
 inside of her thigh. Her panties were soaked! She glanced around the room,
 wishing Rick were there, to bury that hot cock she remembered in her tight,
 neglected pussy. Sighing, she returned her attention to the note. 'After it got
 dark, you sat beside me, and took my hand and put it under your skirt. I almost
 swallowed my tongue when I realized you weren’t wearing anything beneath,
 and then you pushed my finger inside your pussy, and yours with it.'

    Rick’s handwriting wavered, here, the letters awkwardly formed. Traci
 wondered if he’d been horny. If he had to stop and jack off before he continued,
 because his writing improved again on the next line. 'I nearly exploded right then,
 but I wouldn’t let myself, because I wanted to bury my cock inside your wet
 pussy so bad.' Rick’s note became difficult to read again, and Traci wasn’t sure
 if it was his handwriting, or the way her hand was shaking. God, she wanted him.
 Desperately.

    'And then you hiked up your skirt and spread your legs. Right there, not fifteen
 feet from the couples around us, and said “I’m yours, Rick. I’ve been waiting for
 you.” Traci swallowed hard. The screen of trees and bushes around them had
 made her bold. She’d been wanting him for so long. But he’d always been shy,
 and she had known she would have to make her desire obvious. Be the aggressor.
 She shivered, remembering the mixture of loving wonder and savage desire she
 had witnessed on Rick’s features. 'I was too horny. I’d been wanting you,
 fantasizing about you, for so long, I forgot to be careful. I rammed myself into
 you, over and over, and then you were whimpering—I know you didn’t want me
 to hear—and I realized. Your pussy was so TIGHT. So RESISTANT. A virgin.
 So I pulled out. I was so afraid I had hurt you. So afraid I’d gone and lost you.
 But then you begged me. Begged me to fuck you. And I did. Five times, before
 the fireworks had finished. And no one ever knew. Do you remember?'
 
 

  REVIEWS FOR RINGING IN THE SEASON

  “...passionate, emotional and wonderful...extremely erotic...
   shows the great writing talents of Rachel Bo, that only whet
   our appetite for more of her style and finesse.”

   by Tracey West for The Road to Romance

  “...any reader will be wishing they could go on their own
   treasure hunt. Rachel Bo has written a highly erotic and
   incredibly HOT read that left me breathless.”

   By Dina Smith
   www.romancejunkies.com