Cynthia Jeanine Huxford thwarted men and ‘marriage of convenience’ with a bargain that left her the widowed Duchess of Chasemore—independent, fortunate, richer than Croesus, and still a virgin. It was a certain kind of man that would arouse Cynji’s sensual nature and when dangerously predatory Daniel Tremaine boldly fondled every inch of her with his eyes he left her no doubt he was that certain man and visual foreplay was merely a preemptive strike. Texas Ranger, rancher, and business man, Daniel Alvarjo Tremaine knew his visual appreciation of the emerald clad beauty made her sexually uncomfortable and that’s precisely the way he wanted her. The carnal hedonist smiled at the innocent blush and focused the foreseeable future on hearing the exquisitely sexy Mrs. Huxford beg for the pleasure he could give. Leave Me Helpless EXCERPT: Cynji’s leg spread on its own power as Daniel slid his powerful hand down under her bottom and tilted her hips firmly up exposing her wet and slightly swollen labia to his engorged cock. With practiced accuracy he placed the head at the entrance and pushed easy, just enough to penetrate and part her. Not taking his eyes off the erotic sight of his manhood parting the lips of her labia he began to make slow downward strokes gently letting her take him inside. Her inner walls naturally gripped the head of his cock bearing down massaging it with her powerful inner muscles. Daniel gasped loudly. “You...keep that up...sweetheart...and I won’t be able...to stop,” he uttered around sharply inhaled breaths. The feel of his granite hardness slipping in and out volunteered her hips to lift and push against him squeezing his thickness, enticing him to come fully inside, wanting him to help her find what she was looking for. And Daniel complied. Pushing gently but with purpose he eased deeper invading her territory of absolute sexual euphoria. Further and further in spreading her, stretching her, preparing her for his downward thrust of total penetration. Daniel was half way in sinking slowly into her hot interior when he felt the resistance of her maidenhead. He froze stiff and stopped in mid stroke. Not releasing the pressure anchoring her wrists in the pillow or the handful of buttocks pulling her openness against him, Daniel’s gaze instantly flashed to her face. Well, maybe there was that one thing going to stand in his way of enjoying the pleasure of her after crossing the threshold. “Why the hell are you still a virgin?!” he growled, blue, blue eyes boring into hers. Cynji just stared at him. “Answer me, Mrs. Huxford,” he demanded, wondering what game she was playing. Widow indeed!! “NOW!” he demanded. Mrs. Huxford was jolted from the realm of sexual abandon to the reality of a furious Texas Ranger. A naked furious Texas Ranger with a look of accusation all over his face. He wanted an explanation of virginity? Now?!