Celia’s yearning for art and León’s passion for painting ignite,
but their journey teaches lessons far beyond the canvas.
Painting Celia
Incubadora, #1
by Maya Bairey
Genre: Women’s Fiction, Steamy Romance
"You
can live in my pool house, if you'll teach me to paint."
Unique and powerful, this sensual slow burn romance unfolds between mature characters, exploring themes of healing, trauma, and empowerment. Perfect for readers who appreciate new contemporary romance and women's fiction, this novel includes diverse, over 40, LGBTQ characters, making it a profound choice for those looking for explicit angsty romantic stories that mirror their own experiences and complexities.
“Wait,” he said, moving close behind her, face hovering over her shoulder. “Look.”
She followed his gaze past her to the dark pool house window. The low light reflected her murkily, the polarized film tinting her nearly-nude reflection a faint pearly purple. She had only moments to be amused at his painter’s eye for imagery before his hands traveled around her from behind to caress her bare skin.
She closed her eyes and let her head fall back, but León watched their reflection.
It was another moment he had to remember—to paint. In his arms, Celia was warm flesh and scent and movement. He was free to explore her for the first time, the anticipation of it making his head swim. But in the window, he saw a shadowy mirror woman, faintly iridescent and indigo. She was shrouded, unobtainable, beckoning him with welcoming curves he could see his hands roaming, but untouchable.
He finally pressed his length against her from behind, pulling her body to him with one hand on a breast and one on her stomach, starting to slide lower. She inhaled as his fingers inched under the band of her panties and turned her head to his for a kiss. He was still sneaking a look at the reflection, his breath racing.
“León,” she murmured. He finally looked at her, the supple human within his reach. “If you are thinking about a painting, so help me god….”
“I’m not,” he said. “I mean, I can’t help it.”
She turned in his arms. “That light is going off.”
She left him, going down on one knee on the daybed and stretching to reach the lamp. He had just one second to see her, reaching forward with one arm, one leg stretched back to the floor. What a line, what a pose! Then the light was off, and he could only see her faintly in the reflected aqua light from the pool outside.
In a quick motion, he began unbuttoning his jeans. He was done looking. It was time to feel those places his brush had gone first.
Maya Bairey lives on the banks of the Columbia river in Portland, Oregon, with her husband and their old cat, Dory. Turning from corporate writing to storytelling, Maya was surprised to find she had a bunch of passionate stories inside her, where stuck people learn to live out loud.
Her debut novel, Painting Celia, explores the intersection of honest art and intense love, where creativity and passion can heal and change us. Maya invites readers to have a fun escape, but also to look inward, discovering their own creative and emotional depths.
For a deeper dive into the Celia’s world, visit bairey.com.
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I will have to check this book out, because the story sounds really good.
ReplyDeleteThis looks like a fantastic read. Thanks for sharing.
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