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Waltz of Seduction
Natasha Blackthorne

It all started with a daring red ball gown…

Shy commoner Sara wants to seduce her husband. Her handsome, blue-blooded husband wants only to teach her how to waltz. But who knew a waltz could be so naughty?

A painful personal experience makes Lord Lockhart believe that a gentleman doesn't inflict his passionate desires on a wife. The marriage bed is for begetting heirs, not animal lust. No matter how much he desires his wife.

But under Lady Lockhart's shyness is a determination to tempt her handsome husband, to satisfy them both and spend every night together in her bed.

Innocent waltzing lessons in their chambers soon become indecent, and may lead the newlyweds to overcome their preconceptions and learn to be lovers, as well as man and wife.

"Hot, wickedly sexy, and a whole lot of spice in the bedroom; with very explicit and detailed

 scenes that left me completely satisfied and signing up for couples waltz lessons!"

 ~ Rayna of Nocturne Romance Reads

Top PickA Night Owl Reviews Top Pick
"Smartly written with a real feel for the era and all the proprieties that went with it…I enjoyed this story thoroughly and will go back to it again. This is my first book by this author and I will now be investigating her backlist." ~Chris of Night Owl Reviews

"This was a delightful story and I would definitely recommend it to anyone looking for a quick, passionate, erotic romance." ~ Romancing the Book

"…hot and well played out…Dialogue is natural sounding for this time and the pacing is fast so it's the ideal quick read …If you like sexy Regencies, I'd say this would be a good pick for you." ~ Whipped Cream Reviews

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All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

“Colin, are you angry with me?”

They were standing in the sitting room that connected their bedchambers. He was having a difficult time ignoring the ache in his groin. But he had already bothered Sara this week. Last night, in fact. To do so again, so soon, would be piggish. A gentleman shouldn’t treat his wife like some whore waiting on his needs.

Ladies had delicate natures. Sexuality and arousal could prove too unsettling to their nerves. Medical science was starting to discover this but he knew it from a very personal experience.

“Colin?” Her voice held that gentle insistence that was like leading strings on his heart.

And her large gray eyes were luminous with what he suspected were soon-to-be-shed tears. He was in no mood to comfort her. If he got anywhere near her, he’d be on her and shortly thereafter, in her, balls deep and thrusting.

“It’s late. Go to bed, Sara,” he said, covering his angst with a bored tone.

“It is the gown, isn’t it?” Her voice quavered.

He struggled for the right words. “I just think red is a little bold.”

Her lower lip trembled. That velvety pink lower lip. “I am sorry to have offended you, Colin.”

Inwardly he sighed. “You did not offend me. I am just thinking of your good name.”

What a miserable lie to cover his jealousness. And shameful to mislead her when he longed to draw her into his arms and tell her how utterly lovely she looked in the gown. But he didn’t want to encourage her to display herself like this.

“Come here,” he said, holding his arms out. She came to him, her eyes large and glossy with unshed tears.

He took her hands and gave her a quick, chaste kiss. “It’s no matter now. Forget it.”

She nodded.

“Now to bed,” he said firmly.

He watched her depart, his eyes trained on the way the shimmering red silk clung to her tight little bottom.

She slipped into her chamber, the soft click of the door speaking more profoundly than any satisfying slam.

He knew a sense of both relief and loss. Sweating and shaking, he sank into his chair and hooked a finger into his cravat, loosening it.

Dear God, he was not cut out for marriage. Shy, sweet Sara. He mustn’t frighten her with his animal lust.

Nine months of marriage had proven to be blue balls hell. There were other women with greater fortunes he might have married. His father had been pushing the daughter of an obscenely wealthy Italian merchant. A charming brunette with dark, flashing eyes and lush breasts.

So why had Colin picked Sara? Honestly? Because of the way her eyes lit up with genuine pleasure and her face blushed at his least attention. In a town of bored, spoiled coquettes, her open adoration had been terribly flattering. And she was sincere and intelligent. The type of woman he could imagine mothering his children. He quickly became infatuated with her delicate features, her quiet warmth.

And naturally he had assumed he would keep mistresses as all men of his station did. But a funny thing happened. By the time they married, she had worked her way under his skin. So deeply that he couldn’t even stomach the thought of chasing pretty opera dancers with his friends the night before the wedding.

Since then, his sexual outlet had been limited to the marriage bed, where he must always hold himself in check and hurry so as to inconvenience his wife as little as possible.

With a long, ragged sigh, he resigned himself to spend tonight as he seemed to spend most nights lately.

Getting a little foxed, palming off and then getting seriously soused. He sat down in the chair, took the decanter from the side table and poured himself a glass of brandy.

The longer they were married, the more he wanted her.

Yes, he loved her.

Who wouldn’t love Sara once they came to know her?

Which was why he’d wanted to dance with her in public. To show the world how much he cared for and respected her. That their match was more than mere convenience. That he admired her for more than her clay mine and her trust fund. She might be a commoner but she was his lady.

Three brandies into his binge, he decided the matter was more urgent than he’d first given it credit. He needed to show that she was indisputably his. How were the men of Mayfair to know this if he and Sara spent all of their time in society separated? He in the card room, she hiding in corners. It could make her the target of rakes and would-be-lotharios. Not that he distrusted his wife’s virtue. But just the thought of another man making her indecent proposals turned his stomach.

He left the sitting room, determined to do something about it.

Excerpt Two:
Waltz of Seduction Copyright © 2011 Natasha Blackthorne

Alarm accelerated her heartbeat and she glanced up at him. "What are you doing?"

"Trust me." He moved behind her and took both her hands. She felt him tugging and pulling.

Then he faced her. "Now we try again."

She pulled at her hands. She couldn’t move them. He had bound them together. "Colin?"

He came back to face her and clasped the sides of her waist, holding her firmly. "I will not let you fall. Do you trust me?"

"I suppose," she replied. But she worried about his state of mind. He did seem a little foxed.

He began to move, slowly. She stared down at her feet.

"Stop counting the steps." He pointed at his face. "Look me in the eyes. Feel this in your stomach, not your head. Trust me."

Her feet wouldn’t obey.

"In my eyes," he said.

She took a deep breath and tried to concentrate on this mysterious thing he seemed to think she would see in his eyes. He smiled at her and then she did feel something in her belly. A gushy sensation that did nothing to steady her balance. She returned his smile. He was certainly more handsome than her dancing master had been. More graceful as well. They finished the dance with a few trips and stops. Then mercifully, it was over.

They rested a moment.

"I think I have it, will you untie me now?"

"Oh no, my Lady Lockhart. That was just practice. If you trip this time, you shall owe me two waltzes at that ball."

It was an unfair edict. She felt helpless as a marionette in his arms. She didn’t know how she was expected to keep her balance.

After a time, his steady blue gaze transfixed her. She forgot about her feet and just followed him. He was right, there was something in the stomach. A feeling of connection between what she saw in his eyes and how her feet seemed to move in tune with his as if by magic. He twirled her faster and faster until she was laughing and trying to catch her breath. He slowed down and bent his mouth to her ear.

"This is waltzing. And you dance beautifully when you forget yourself." His husky voice sent shivers though her and her nipples drew tight.

His lips touched hers. His tongue caressed her lower lip in feathery strokes. Her lips parted of their own volition and his tongue swept into her mouth. Hot, wet and wine tinged.

Dear sweet heaven.

He had never kissed her like this. She wanted to embrace him but he didn’t seem in a hurry to release her from her bonds. Maybe she should ask. But then, Priscilla said men didn’t like to be directed in the bedchamber.


  1. Thank you for the blog hop and the wonderful chance to win your book.
    I love your blog and am now a new follower.
    wishing you a happy holiday season and a Happy Thanksgiving!


  2. Dear Darcy,

    Thank you for the compliments on my blog and becoming my 100th GFC member. Good luck in the contest. :)

  3. This sounds exactly like my kind of read! Thank you for being a part of this blog hop! I hope you have a wonderful thanksgiving and Holiday Season!


  4. Natasha, I must be living under a rock to have missed your works. Well, I plan to make up for lost time. The Carte Blanche series sounds great and I look forward in reading it.

    Tracey D
    booklover0226 at gmail dot com

  5. Hello Teresa and Tracey,

    It is so nice to meet you and I am glad you stopped by my blog and entered my contest. Thank you for the lovely comments. :)

  6. The book sounds interesting, and I love finding new (to me) authors to add to my wish list. <^_^>
    Thank you for the contest and for sharing your book with us.
    reneebennett35 at yahoo dot com

  7. Hi Natasha! You're a new author to me as well but your book sounds awesome and I would LOVE to read it! I have a feeling I'll be going for waltz lessons when I finish reading it:) LOL Thanks for the awesome giveaway!

    jwitt33 at live dot com

  8. Hi, Natasha! I LOVED the excerpts! I've been a GFC follower (Barbara) for a little while. I already have Grey's Lady, now it looks like I'm gonna have to add this one to my TBR!

  9. Thanks for the giveaway. I enjoyed the excerpt.
    GFC follower - Andrea I

  10. Sounds like an intriguing book with a nice historical element. Great for a giveaway!

    kairosdreaming @

  11. Hello Renee, Julie, Andrea and Melissa. I am so happy you stopped by today and welcome to my little corner of the world.

    Barbara, nice to see you here again today.

    I hope everyone is having a great Sunday and good luck in all the contests going on. :)


  12. Great sounding excerpt, awesome that you're part of the Thanksgiving Hop!


  13. thanks for the chance to win!

  14. will have to get this somehow, thank you for the chance to enter the giveaway

  15. Some days it seems blog hopping is becoming my full time job. I've never had so much fun or had my books to buy list exceed my budget so many times over.

    drainbamaged.gyzmo at

  16. You're anew author for me. Great excerpts. I can't wait to read what happens.

  17. Great excerpt, this looks like a really great book, another for my wish list. Thanks for the contest.

  18. Oh sorry my email is rshereifa at yahoo dot com

  19. Hello Eva, Ima, Kim, Kathryn, Vanessa and Sh,

    I am so happy that everyone took the time to come and enter my contest. Nice to meet you all and good luck! :)


  20. Love the excerpts Natasha, I'm a GFC follower under Lucky47. Thanks for participating and the opportunity to win. Natasha, are any of your books in print ?
    Carol L
    Lucky4750 (at) aol (dot) com

  21. First, I just want to say how excited I am to see a post-Revolutionary historical romance. Such a dynamic time and so few of them out there.

    Wandered over from Goodreads to check out your blurbs and the contest.

    Happy Turkey Day!

    vivian dot archer at gmail dot com

  22. Hi Natasha. I haven't read any of your books yet, but hoping to start with a win here!
    msmjb65 AT gmail DOT com
    GFC follower as MJB

  23. Thank you for the contest, I love that he wants to keep her from other men, but yet won't give in for himself. Jer good name and her sensabilities are so near and dear to him. GFC follower. lisagk(at)yahoo(dot)com

  24. Yes, Lisagk, he loves her very much and he thinks he's doing the best possible thing. Thanks for stopping by and entering the contest.

    Hello MJB, thank you for entering my contest.

    Good Luck to both of you. :)

  25. Love the excerpts and love the cover. I want to know if they ever get what they want. And that's a great way to get her to learn to Waltz. I hope that you have a happy Thanksgiving.
    jessangil at gmail dot com

  26. This looks very intriguing and if the excerpt is any indication, the rest will not disappoint. Your other eBooks also just went on my TBR pile

    gtaylor423 at gmail dot com

  27. Hello Carol, nice to see you here again. No, none of my books are in print yet.

    Va, Jessica and Gayl, thank you for taking the time to come and check out my contest.

    I hope everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving. :)


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