Reformed Rakes
2
Compromising Situations
Fictionwise: #1 Bestselling,
Highest-Rated Author
#4 Bestselling Erotic Romance
Andrew Carlton is a seasoned rake trapped into an untenable position, and sparks fly when he is forced to marry Christa Hatton, the very prim daughter of a duke.
Who plotted so they would be found together is a mystery, but someone has it in for one of them.
However, to his dismay, Andrew finds his bride is not exactly the shy debutante he
expected but is instead stubborn, moody, and has a
"shell." Used to women falling into his arms,
Andrew isn't sure exactly how to deal with his innocent, headstrong bride.
Even if the arrangement isn't of her choice, Christa finds that being pressured into marriage with a man of Carlton's reputation has some benefits. For
one thing, he certainly knows what to do in the bedroom. The question is will he make a good husband, and more than that, why were they lured into a compromising situation in the first place?
Sensuality Rating:
SIZZLING
Genre: Historical / Regency
Length: Novella (23,700 words)
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Art by Jinger Heaston COMPROMISING
SITUATIONS
Reformed Rakes 2
ISBN: 1-933563-78-8
E-book $3.50
THE
LETTER
Reformed Rakes 1
ISBN: 1-933563-79-6
E-book $3.50
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REVIEWS
for Compromising Situations
[Reformed
Rakes 2]
5
Angels:
F.A.R. Recommended Read: "I
truly enjoyed getting to know Andrew. He
is the kind of to-die-for bad boy who has
set hearts thumping forever: sinfully
handsome, sinfully good in bed…and yet
with that redeemable heart women are
always hoping to find lurking just below
the surface! Of course it takes just the
right woman to bring out such a trait. Ms.
Wildes allows the reader the vicarious
thrill of watching Christa achieve that
status in a believable manner. In
addition, she was able to breathe life
into several secondary characters to a
rather extraordinary degree, considering
the short length of this story.
Apparently, this is the second of two in
The Reformed Rakes series by this author,
and I am willing to bet the first,
entitled The Letter, is just as
charming. I recommend this to anyone
looking for a quick, yet satisfying romp
between the sheets set in the Regency
era." —Lynn, Fallen Angel Reviews
5 Flowers:
Recommended Read: "Miss Wildes
has given her readers a gift with this gem
of a regency romance. She’s created a well
researched and vividly detailed story of
historical England, where a person’s
reputation could be made or destroyed on a
whim. The characters of Andrew and Christa
are both likable and the plot surprisingly
well developed for a book of this short
length. While the relationship between
them starts off sedately and chaste, it’s
not long before they’re married and
heating up the sheets as Andrew discovers
the hidden sexuality of his young bride.
The person behind their compromising
situation is well hidden until the end,
and the identity is a total surprise when
revealed. It’s a sign of a great author
when the reader races to the end, trying
to figure out who the villain is, and Miss
Wildes had done just that, and done it
well. I’m not a great reader of regency
romances, but I can’t recommend this
wonderful little book enough." —Pam,
My Book Cravings
5 Stars:
"Compromising Situations has
everything, a plot filled with intrigue
and romance, a sexy rakehell hero, a
beautiful innocent who eagerly grasps all
the lessons in pleasure her new husband is
delighted to teach and a crafty villain
determined to ruin it all for some
unfathomable reason secreted in dim
scandal from the past. Andrew's twin Adam,
the sixth Earl of Wenton and his
insatiable countess, Helena, are engaging
secondary characters who add to the story
in their support of the newlyweds and also
their own happily sensual relationship.
The sex scenes are especially well written
in a range of sensuality from making me
blush to waking my own hero. You can't go
wrong with a book from Emma Wildes'
Reformed Rakes series; they are a
guaranteed satisfying read." —Karen
Haas, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
4.5 Kisses:
"Emma Wildes delivers an enjoyable mystery
with likeable main characters and a plot
that is well-developed despite the short
length of the book. I like that they don't
fight against being thrown together,
despite the fact that it wasn't their
idea. Even though they don't know each
other very well, they seem to recognize
what a good thing they've found in each
other. Their chemistry clicks, drawing the
reader into a tale of delectable passion
and love. Once again, I'm looking forward
to the next part of this wonderful
series." —Lindy,
Two Lips Reviews
4.5 Stars:
"Emma Wildes brings the readers a story of
historical England, where reputations are
important enough to destroy lives. Christa
and Andrew wed after they are found in a
compromising situation. In spite of the
circumstances that compelled them to
marry, Christa and Andrew discover a love
that burns off the pages of this book.
When someone sends threatening notes to
Christa after the wedding, Andrew is sure
that someone still wants to cause trouble.
Can Andrew discover who is behind the
original notes that placed them in a
compromising situation before that person
destroys their new happiness?" —Candy,
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EXCERPT
“Don’t
come in.” There was a slight edge of panic in her response.
“Why
not?”
Her
answer was muffled. “I’m not ready.”
“Unfortunately,”
Andrew said and opened the door, “I am.”
His
young wife gasped at his abrupt entrance, whirling around on her
seat at the dressing table by the armoire, her hairbrush in
hand. Contrary to her words, she was fully clad in nightdress
and dressing gown, buttoned, cinched, and covered with
concealing cloth from the neck down.
It
was difficult not to laugh, and he didn’t try to stop himself.
“You’re right,” he said, strolling in and closing the
door. “You aren’t ready. Why don’t you start by taking off
your clothes? That will help considerably.”
“My
maid just helped me put this on,” Christa objected in a
ridiculous argument, looking delectable despite her voluminous
garments, her long pale hair shining and her smooth cheeks
slightly flushed.
Andrew
deliberately untied and discarded his cravat. “I’ll
apologize most profusely in the morning to her for the wasted
effort. Come now, making love is always better done when both
parties are undressed.”
Desperate,
luminous blue eyes gazed at him. “Do we have to?”
“Make
love? Yes, I’m afraid so, my dear. That’s what wedding
nights are for. Believe me, without wedding nights, there would
be no bridegrooms.” Sitting down calmly on the edge of the
antique tester bed, Andrew tugged off a boot. If someone had
told him even three nights before this that he would be soothing
a frightened virginal bride into his bed, he would have said the
person was utterly mad. “Now,” he added matter-of-factly,
“take off your robe.”
He
dropped his boot on the floor, a little surprised at his own
impatience. Already his erect cock filled his breeches
uncomfortably, throbbing against the tight material, his hungry
gaze taking in his wife’s lissome form as she reluctantly
slipped her robe off her slender shoulders. His breath caught in
his throat, and he suddenly understood her embarrassed hedging
more fully.
As a
garment, the nightdress did not qualify. Sheer fabric clung in a
provocative outline to every curve and hollow of her body. The
gown was made from a fine lace, the pure, pale color just a
sheen over her flawless skin, and he could see every tempting,
minute detail of the body of the young woman before him, down to
the triangle of downy hair at the apex of her thighs and up to
the blush of her perfect pink nipples.
It
was perfect.
Damn,
her breasts were just as he imagined, full and lusciously high,
begging for his hands and mouth.
His
voice was a little thick as he asked, “Where did you get that
gown?”
“Helena
gave it to me.” Christa’s hands clenched into fists at her
sides, as if she had to exert considerable control to keep from
covering herself. Her chin lifted a little, the shimmering veil
of her hair brushing her hips. “I can’t see it even serves a
purpose but she insisted you would like it.”
“Oh,
I do.” His smile was dark.
“Andrew,”
she said his first name tentatively, “don’t you think it
would be better if we got to know each other first?”
“No.”
His answer was honest and completely male. He was hard as hell
and unwilling to negotiate. “We can exchange words over the
breakfast table for the next four decades. I’ll find out
whether you like marmalade with your toast soon enough, but
tonight is for a different type of discovery.”
“I
didn’t think you’d agree.” She sounded a little
disconsolate, her lush lashes lowering a fraction.
Pulling
his shirt from his breeches and deftly unbuttoning it, he
slipped out of it and tossed it aside. “You enjoyed our
embrace last night.” It was a statement, not a question,
because he well remembered her surprisingly enthusiastic
response.
With
one brow arched, she stared at his bare chest as he walked
toward her. “I have a feeling this will be a little
different.”
“Yes,
it will.”
Christa
didn’t retreat, but he sensed that she wanted to run. Stopping
in front of her, Andrew ran his hands lightly down her bare
arms, catching her hands so their fingers intertwined. Gazing
into her eyes, he said huskily, “I think you are very
beautiful.”
Looking
up at him, a small smile touched her soft, tempting lips. “And
you, of course, are extraordinarily handsome and charming. Is
this how you usually seduce women, by holding their hands and
giving them compliments?”
“I’ve
never had a wedding night before. This will be as unique to me
as it is to you.” Considering he was rock hard and aching,
assuring her he would go slow seemed overly optimistic, so he
didn’t try. “Let’s move to the bed,” Andrew suggested,
not waiting for an answer but lifting her in his arms. Her body
felt warm, soft, and delicious, and the subtle scent of her
perfume was alluring. Through the almost nonexistent gown, he
could feel her smooth skin and ached to taste and touch i |