Taste for Love by Tia Kelly

Please welcome Tia Kelly to my blog! She’s on a virtual book tour to promote her latest release, Taste for Love, and she has a sexy excerpt to share with us today. Get ready for the heat between Carlos Ortiz and Shelly Gauthier. Take it away Tia.

Hello Delaney! Thank you for letting me stop by your blog today to share my latest, Taste for Love. Taste for Love is the third book in my Wilkersons in Love series. (Don’t tell the other books, but this one is my favorite!)


Taste for Love was just fun and sexy to write. I loved Carlos Ortiz during his appearances in Playing for Love and The Engagement Season. Yes, I know. Carlos was dark and mysterious at times. He was also a devoted friend to Paige and adored their daughter immensely.

Taste for Love was fun because it showed us a different side of the former baseball player. Carlos is not exactly a man of many words… that is until you get to know him.

But Shelly Gauthier has known him for years and her cousin happens to be Carlos’s best friend. Shelly just never noticed anything about Carlos except how much the man got on her nerves… that was until they ended up needing each other. Then she gets to know him in more ways than one…

I wanted to share this scene with your readers. It shows two reformed enemies taking time out to learn an interesting lesson with each other… and gives us a taste of what made this one my favorite books of all.

Thanks again and happy reading!


an excerpt from ‘Taste for Love’

“Carlos?” Shelly asked quietly.

Carlos glanced up briefly from the folder he was flipping through to acknowledge her. Shelly stood a few feet away where she had worked to refill the bins with more flours and sugars.

Carlos was not fooled. It was all just busy work.

He could tell Shelly was nervous about something, which made Carlos take his time as he perused the purchase orders she had given him that morning. Obviously there was some major expenditure Shelly was trying to slip past him and Carlos was determined to find it.

Carlos replied once he looked back at a new page. “Yes?”

“Remember the other night when you talked about…” Shelly paused for a moment. She cleared her throat and continued with forced confidence. “You know.”

Carlos looked up and shook his head. “No, I don’t.”

He returned back to the file to look at the next order. Whatever Shelly hid from him must have been a whopper, because she was running her tongue across her lips between sighs and he could tell she was trying to figure out how to tell him more. Carlos mused that she was cute doing it and couldn’t help baiting her until she said what was on her mind.

Out the corner of his eye, Carlos continued to watch her while she looked around the commercial kitchen space for nothing in particular.

“Out with it,” he finally said.

Carlos surmised the sooner she said it, the faster he could say no. Then Carlos realized after their time in Puerto Rico, it was getting hard to utter that two-letter word.

Shelly didn’t speak right away. Instead, she pulled out a few DVD cases from a bag on the counter. Seeing explicit sexual images on one, Carlos looked at her and dropped the folder at the same time.

“I kind of bought these this morning,” Shelly began, her eyes cast down at the movies in her hands. She appeared oblivious to his shocked reaction. “Before I watch them, I just want to know if I can… if you’d be… if—”

She stopped speaking.

Carlos also realized he stopped exhaling.

Standing in the middle of the kitchen while waiting for whatever it was that was in the oven baking, Carlos was with Shelly and she was holding onto a stack of porno.

Shelly’s clean short fingernails grazed the cover of one just above a picture of a man licking a woman’s nipple. Carlos couldn’t help recalling the way Shelly’s breasts had tasted when he sampled them in Puerto Rico. His tongue ached to go back to where he tasted traces of the Caribbean as sea salt once flavored her skin. Carlos suppressed the urge to moan and his groin tightened.

He cleared his throat and tried to consider what to say, except Carlos didn’t even know if he had a voice anymore.

“I got these to watch,” Shelly said a little stronger this time, and he silently thanked her for being the one to speak up next. “I should be able to learn how to, you know, after studying them, right?”

Puzzled, Carlos angled his head and looked at her. “You want to study porn?”

Shelly laughed softly and shook her head. “You make it sound crazy. I guess it is rather bizarre, but I can’t exactly go check out a book from the library or sign up for an online class on the subject.” Shelly appeared to think about what she said as her stance relaxed. She waved her hand dismissing the last remark. “Then again, these days, I probably could.”

Shelly placed the cases on the countertop between them and looked up with pleading eyes. Carlos glanced at the movies and shook his head.

“You don’t need those.”

Confused, she squinted her eyes and probed further. “Then how else will I know how to… you know? Go down on a man.”

For some reason, Carlos didn’t like the sound of that. With those words, Carlos realized she didn’t want to know how to please him orally; Shelly just wanted to learn the art so she could do it for any man. Carlos sneered, but her panicked face sent a message that he needed to lay off the machismo reaction.

If Shelly was talking about doing something stupid, like running off and getting drunk with a guy she barely knew, Carlos could pull out his phone and call Kenneth. Then together they would lock her in a room before running off to kick some dude’s ass for even putting the notion in her head. But this was different. Carlos was the one that broached her issues with oral sex and now Shelly was comfortable enough to explore it – with him. He had to fight this battle solo.

There was just no way Carlos wanted to consider Shelly getting aroused from watching someone else, or testing her skills out on another man.

Carlos looked down at the movies. He picked them up, tossed them in the garbage can and folded his arms. “You don’t need to look at those.”

Shelly crossed her arms against her chest and he grinned. Shelly always stirred him when she shifted into her defiant stance.

“You can’t throw away my movies.”

“I’m doing you a favor.”

“And what favor is that? I only showed them to you so you could,” she stopped to sigh loudly. Shelly gestured toward the open garbage can. “I need you to look at them and tell me which one is worth watching.”

“You want me to watch them?”

Shelly shrugged. “What’s the big deal? Don’t all men watch pornography?”

Carlos laughed and shook his head. “You had me for a minute there. I really thought you were serious.”

When he looked back at her, Carlos noticed the frown line between her brows and the way her lip started to poke out.

Her slow reply was soft. “I was.”

They stared at each other before Carlos stepped closer to her. He noticed she was starting to think about something, because her eyes squinted and she angled her head just a tad. As much as their time together helped Carlos to predict her behavior, Shelly still managed to keep him guessing and on his toes.

A wicked spark lit her eyes and Shelly quickly reached out for the waistband of his jeans. She started to unbutton them. The tips of her fingers grazed the edge of his growing erection that pressed hard against the denim and his breath caught.

“What are you doing?” he asked, looking down at her as she bent while pulling his pants down slowly.

Shelly looked up at him while crouched down low. “There are other ways you can teach me.”

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about Taste for Love

Rochelle “Shelly” Gauthier is no stranger to loss. Hurricane Katrina taught her that in the blink of an eye, you can lose everything and everyone who matters most to you. So being cast out of the Wilkerson clan for betraying her cousin Kenneth, his fiancée Paige and their best friend Carlos only resulted in her being exactly how she always knew she would wind up anyway: alone.

Carlos Ortiz, on the other hand is alone by choice. Or so he tells himself. When Shelly makes an unexpected request for help from the Wilkersons, Carlos recalls a time when fate put him in a position where he had no choice but to accept Shelly’s assistance.

Now he must decide whether what he feels for her is a sense of obligation, or something else.

Taste for Love is the third novel from the Wilkersons in Love series.

Tia Kelly invites you to come meet the Wilkersons and get ready to fall in love.

Taste for Love Blog Tour Visits:

April 8 – Nia Forrester (www.niaforrester.com)

April 9 – Love Belvin (www.lovebelvin.com)

April 10 – MJ Kane (www.authormjkanebooks.wordpress.com)

April 11 – Christopher Bynum (www.theblackwriter.wordpress.com)

April 14 – Delaney Diamond (www.delaneydiamond.com)

April 15 – Sharon C. Cooper (www.sharoncooper.net)

April 16 – Candace Shaw (www.candaceshaw.net)

April 18 – Christina Jones (www.beingmrsjones.com)

About Tia Kelly

Tia Kelly may be witty and feisty on the outside, but she is a die hard romantic at heart. She likes to bring ‘life moments… one character at a time’ in the contemporary fiction and is the author of nine books.

In addition to her love for writing, reading, playing chef in her own kitchen and traveling, Tia loves to kick back with a glass of wine and a good game on her television screen. And if it’s baseball season, you will probably hear Tia shouting the loudest (or checking out the cuties in the dugout)! 






6 responses to “Taste for Love by Tia Kelly

  1. I totally enjoyed this scene in the book and was taken by surprise with the outcome. For those who have not had a chance to read the book, you’re missing out on a treat, in more ways than one, lol. I look forward to reading the rest of he books in the Wilkerson Series Tia.



  2. Reblogged this on tia kelly and commented:
    I’m hanging out with Delaney Diamond (author of ‘The Wrong Man’) today on her blog!


  3. I’m looking forward to reading this–I’m a baseball fan myself.