Thirteen randoms snippets from upcoming books…

Talk Dirty to Me…

13- “Your past lovers must all be blazing idiots who couldn’t fuck their way out of a wet dream.”

12- Nora shifted and her lab coat fell open. The dark olive sweater lent a hint of green to her eyes and offset her skin. It did a world of good for her figure, hugging the curves. He fought to keep his eyes on her face. He liked that lab coat. It was like an outer shell hiding her from the world but underneath, she was all woman.

11- “You do, you know me.” He flipped off the lamp and leaned back on the couch. The darkness intensified the rush, amplified every catch, every inflection in her tone. He licked his lips. “I’m always there, in your fantasies, doing exactly what you want. I’m the ultimate safe lover. I can’t touch you except with my voice.”

10- She thought suddenly of her conversation with James last night and wondered what [this man] was like in bed. Would he whisper sweet, pretty words? Would he growl and bite? Did that straight-laced tweed go down to his bones or was there a naughty professor lurking under that oxford shirt?

Salome at Sunrise…

9- She brought his other hand up, molded them both to her breasts. Beneath her skin, her heartbeat pummeled with an echo to his. “Can you feel it, Bryton, the force that grows between us? It rolls like thunder, scorches like lightning, churns with the power of storm clouds. Can you sense it?” Her hands moved his, down her ribcage to her waist, to her hips, lower. “The winds caress us, the air sizzles on our skin, the rains make us wet.” Her fingers drew his down to slick hot flesh and a groan peeled from his throat.

8- Cottony fog clung to the ground, swirled around the trees and wrapped the last breaths of night in softness. Salome let her gaze drift to the shifting skies. The sun rose beyond the mountain ridge, spilling pale gold light into the fading gray. Streaks of red lined the sky, birthing blood of a new day. She drew the cool air deep into her lungs and relished the crisp tingle.

7- He opened his fist. The ivory rook stood tall in his palm. “He sent a cryptic message that isn’t so cryptic. ‘The rook falls and the king stands alone’.”

She took the chess piece as her gaze shifted to unfocused. “Fear not, husband. Bryton made a grave error.”

“What’s that?”

A wide feline grin bowed her pomegranate mouth. “He forgot about the almighty queen.”

6- His touch wasn’t gentle, wasn’t pawing, but somewhere in between, the perfect balance of a coarse caress. Those battle-hewn hands cradled her breasts, peaked crests digging into his palms. Each breath she drew him further into her soul, sucking in the scent of masculine surrender and famished need.

5- Lips curled back, hot breath soaring passed his teeth, Bryton’s every muscle quivered in agony, in betrayal. How could Taric do such evil? Heartbreak collided with treachery and sliced his soul to ribbons. A tiger’s growl powered through him. He slammed Taric harder against the stone.

Lipstick On His Collar…

4- Her braid must be too tight. And the broken ventilation system had baked her brain. And maybe the bagel she had for lunch was past its due date. That was why her head was throbbing. It had nothing to do with the Jerry Springer-esque turn of her life.

3- A fractured hum vibrated her throat. Shit, that felt good. So close to what she craved, but so far from what she needed, like smelling fresh coffee but drinking Earl Grey.

2- His tie hung crooked over an opened collar and he shook like a cat wrapped in barbed wire. Snowflakes swirled around his red flushed face, his lips curling into an angry snarl. “Where’d you pick him up? It wasn’t some bar. He’s never called you. What’d you do, place an ad on Craigslist for a fucktoy?”

1- Jason took a step back and swallowed. He stared at her in horror. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Gotten into me? Gotten into—? Okay, know what? Fuck you. No, on second thought, don’t fuck you because you suck in bed. You couldn’t make a dog come with a leash and a Milkbone.”

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