“Nia.” I loved the way it sounded when he said my name. It occurred to me, standing there in front of him, my face level with his strong, broad chest, that it’s possible to get drunk on another human being. His presence was intoxicating. When I looked up, his blue eyes were focused on me. Nia Rayder, fresh out of college, takes a job as nanny for a billionaire English aristocrat without meeting him or the child... more“Nia.” I loved the way it sounded when he said my name. It occurred to me, standing there in front of him, my face level with his strong, broad chest, that it’s possible to get drunk on another human being. His presence was intoxicating. When I looked up, his blue eyes were focused on me. Nia Rayder, fresh out of college, takes a job as nanny for a billionaire English aristocrat without meeting him or the child. When she arrives in the tiny village covered in mist she almost turns around and goes straight home but when she meets Lord Carrick, their connection is instant and intense. Charmed by her American warmth, the handsome, muscular Lord confesses his deepest secret to Nia. When neither of them are able to turn away from the heat building between them Nia has a choice to make. Will she go all the way - allow herself to be taken hard and unprotected - if it means giving William Carrick everything he's ever wanted? Read on to find out what happens as Nia experiences the desire to truly give herself to a man for the first time in her life, and he reacts to her sweetness with unstoppable masculine lust. Will their primal attraction lead them astray…or give them both everything they need? This is an interracial BWWM BBW billionaire tale about what happens when an aristocratic alpha male meets a curvy African American woman with a sweet smile and a taste for tall, knee-weakeningly hot men. It contains detailed descriptions of adult situations and is intended for mature readers. Excerpt: Something about his attention being on me – about having his smile directed at me – made me feel like a flower bathed in sunshine. Before I could reply, he was kissing me again. Just like the last time, my body was in a rush almost instantly. There was something more urgent in our kisses now, though - I could feel it. Maybe it was the confession he’d just made, or the frustrated passion of last night, but I could feel a raw hunger there, in both of us. less