Lessons for His Bride by Celeste Jones – Release Blitz

Despite not having a great start in life, Seraphina Moon never gave up hope that good fortune would smile upon her. Just when things are looking most dire for her, she is whisked off to a new life at Primrose Park, home of Lady Tempest Knox and her husband, James.When it is time for Seraphina to be married, Lady Tempest knows there is only one person up to the task—Lady Ambrosia, Matchmaker to the Discerning. Dr. Lucas Spencer, the most eligible bachelor in the village of Briar Glen, is shocked by the lengths to which the local ladies – and their mothers – will go to ensnare him in marriage. Looking for a proper bride to share his life, he contacts Lady Ambrosia.

Seraphina has never met a man as handsome as Lucas and when he boldly informs her that marriage to him will include firm discipline, Seraphina’s heart melts for her stern husband.

Lucas and Seraphina are well on their way to happily ever after. But, will a secret from Seraphina’s past tear them apart forever?

This is book three in the Regency Matchmaker Series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.

EXCERPT:

Smiling down at his sweet little bride, he cupped the side of her face, the skin of her cheek smooth and creamy against his palm. She looked up at him with eyes wide and trusting. “The first part of your lesson in kissing,” he said, his thumb gently stroking her bottom lip, “is to keep your lips pliable but firm. Place a kiss upon my thumb and I shall check your level of pliability.”

The tiny pink tip of her tongue slipped out and wetted her lips, but scrupulously avoided the pad of his thumb. Her gaze remained on his and she nodded solemnly before pursing her lips and pressing them against his thumb.

Holy mother of god. Never in all his medical training had he been informed of the highly erotic nature of a man’s thumbs, but her kiss upon his sent a tingle of heated desire flying through him and his manhood stirred inside his trousers. He pressed back with his thumb and she took the tip of it between her lips with a delicate suck and he fought back a moan.

He gently retracted his thumb and ended the contact. “Very good,” he said, his voice shaky.

Her face was flushed and her eyelids had drooped to half mast.

“Well, you did very nicely, Seraphina. I can see you are a natural at kissing.”

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