HELLO FRIDAY FLAMERS!
I love sharing the work of others! And as you know, here on
THE FLAMES, the steamier, the better.
Be sure to share your own HOT scene and include the links to find you.
To ignite the fire, please welcome Christine Warner as she starts us off by heating things up!
Christine and I have known each other for a few years now. Her career is taking off and exciting times are rolling in -- I'm so excited for her!
Take it away, Christine!
What should a
woman do when sparks fly in the kitchen? Ignite the fire!
Especially if it's a man as sexy as businessman Chet Castle creating the
friction. :)
A bit about Bachelor's
Special:
Jill Adgate
wants three things from life: a successful catering business, a family, and the
love of an exceptional man. What she has is no job, a mounting pile of bills,
and her outspoken best friend—who sets her up on a blind date with the man who
inadvertently ruined Jill’s life.
Chet Castle is a
businessman who has everything, except the ability to trust. Burned by a
money-hungry fiancée, he refuses to get involved in any relationship that has a
shelf life longer than a head of lettuce.
Intrigued by her
ambition—and determined to get her in bed—Chet offers Jill the chance of a
lifetime: work as his live-in chef and he’ll help her get her catering business
off the ground. When sparks fly in the kitchen, Jill realizes what’s cooking is
a recipe for disaster…
The excerpt I’m sharing has a little taste from both
Jill and Chet’s perspective. ENJOY!
EXCERPT:
Her body hummed as his smile
wavered. Although he wore sunglasses, she’d bet her last dollar his gaze swept
across her chest, lingering on the betrayal of her pert nipples pushing against
the fabric of her suit.
Until this moment, shyness
had never been a trait she possessed. Air stalled in her lungs, her palms grew
sweaty, and she itched to cover herself with a towel. Even though her replica vintage
swimsuit hid more than most sets of women’s underwear, she felt too exposed.
She turned to the side slightly and folded her legs up. Not that it helped, but
it made her feel a bit less exposed.
Chet slid his feet from his
sandals, brushing a hand through his hair. The heat from the sun wasn’t the
only thing scorching her skin. She trickled several droplets of water over her
arms, but she couldn’t drag her focus from his toned flesh.
Jill soaked in his ripped abs
and the obvious package of goodies covered by his brown swimsuit—the same sexy
brown as his hair. Damn, did a man have a right to fill out a pair of swimming trunks
like that? Flecks of hair, just enough to give him a manly
appeal, covered the etched
muscles of his long, tan legs.
She licked her lips, hoping
she could still speak. “Do you want some privacy?” Yes, say yes. She
needed an excuse to make an escape without coming off like someone desperate to
be making an exit.
…
Hell no, he didn’t want
privacy. Through the shield of his sunglasses, he inspected her body from the
tips of her pink-painted toenails to the top of her brightly flowered swimming
cap. Did people still actually wear those things? “No, you look comfortable.
Stay and enjoy the day.”
“Oh…are you sure?”
“Sure.”
Amazed at his own ability to
talk without his tongue hitting the cement, Chet turned to throw his towel and
sunglasses on a nearby lounge chair. Damn.
The red and white polka-dot
halter-style suit featured a tight bodice, but her slender hips and shapely
thighs hiding beneath a matching skirt grabbed his attention until all oxygen
left his blood. Even showing less skin than the average girl on the beach, she
far xceeded sexy and alluring.
Get a grip, Castle. She’s
off limits, no matter how delectable.
He turned and stepped onto
the diving board. He bounced along the surface as he made his way over the
water. When he looked at Jill’s bathing cap covering her head, he held back his
grin. The neon rubber flowers reminded him of something his grandmother
would’ve worn, but there the similarity ended. Everything beneath that cap was
far from making him think of Grandma.
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A bit about Christine:
Christine Warner is living her dream in Michigan along with her husband, three children, one laptop and a much loved assortment of furry friends.
Besides laughing and a good round of humor, she enjoys spending time with her family, cooking, reading, writing but no arithmitic. A confessed people watcher, she finds inspiration for her stories in everyday activities. She loves to read and write about strong heroes and determined, sometimes sassy, heroines.
A girl gone wild, at least where social media is concerned, she enjoys meeting other avid readers and writers on facebook, twitter and her website.
website: http://christine-warner.com/
Amazon Author page: http://www.amazon.com/Christine-Warner/e/B007H2UWEI/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0
WOOT WOOT! Thanks Sheri for letting me kick off Friday Flames...I'm honored. I can't wait to read all the other HAWT scenes :)
ReplyDeleteLet the heat begin and the ice water flow freely to keep us all in line! lol
It's always a pleasure to have you on The Flames!
ReplyDeleteThis one comes from my latest release, WESTERN DESERT, Book Two in the Chronicles of Lily Carmichael, a YA Dystopian trilogy. This is probably the steamiest scene in the book, but i thinkit qualifies as "hawt"! Thanks for inviting us. I can't wait to read the other entries. BTW, yours above, Christine...I'm already sweating:-)
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DeleteWill took me down into the water and my legs circled around his waist as our mouths and bodies sought to fuse together. Thoughts whirled through my head at a million miles an hour. Danger signals clanged like church bells in my head and I pulled back and gasped for breath. “I can’t…I want to… but I can’t.” The words rushed out and my hands fell to Will’s shoulders, ready to push him away if he couldn’t bring himself to stop.
But his grip on my hips eased immediately and he lowered me to the ground. He took my face between his hands and shuddered. “I know. You’re right. We…can wait,” he said, still smiling but breathless.
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DeleteI actually wanted to put the first part of that up since it was the juiciest part:-)Here are my links:
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Here's the sweet and steamy part:
I studied his face, a complex mask of sharp angles and soft skin, eyes full of emotion and intensity. “At this moment, you are exactly who I want…the only one I want…”
As I lay a tentative kiss on his mouth, tension thrummed through Will’s body and a new awareness grew between us. I had only imagined this moment a thousand times. All of my fears scattered and I reached for the connection of our souls, lost to the powerful pull of nature, and wanting nothing more than to give myself over to the feelings that exploded inside me. I gripped Will’s shoulders, reflexively digging my nails into his warm flesh as his hands and lips explored, leaving a trail of electricity everywhere he touched.
Hot comes in lots of different ways, and your YA is HOT! You need to post your buy links, PJ!!!
DeleteIn my defense, LOL, the buy links weren't there when I hit "publish" on my comment. LOL. Thanks!
DeleteGreat excerpt.
ReplyDeleteI have an excerpt that takes place in the kitchen - so I thought I'd go with the cncept.
From my latest - Capri's Fate - erotic contemporary fantasy
Exiting Capri's room, Thall paused and checked his reflection, faded jeans and what she'd called a lickable six-pack. The thought of her tongue gliding over his stomach and chest pulsed a shiver through him that ended in his balls. He bit back a groan, entered the kitchen and watched Capri's eyes as she scanned his shirtless chest.
He stepped behind her, slid his hand around her waist and pulled her close. "How about you sit in that chair there while I fix us some dinner. I'll get you a glass of wine."
"You better be careful. I could get used to being spoiled like this."
"It's how you should be treated. Like a queen." He kissed her cheek, released her waist and opened the wine cupboard. "Hmm? What do you have that's good with pasta?"
"There should be a nice little Australian Shiraz in there."
Thall checked a couple of bottles, pulled one out and showed the label to Capri. She nodded. He placed it and a second bottle on the counter then opened the Shiraz. After filling a wine glass for himself, he poured another and handed it to Capri. He held his glass out. "To fulfilling fantasies."
Capri tapped her glass against his. "To fulfilling fantasies."
He sipped his wine. "This is good. How did you get to know so much about wine?" He placed his glass on the counter, leaned over and pressed the number pad to preheat the oven. Picking up one of the discarded pots, he put the pasta pot under the tap and filled it.
Capri settled herself on her chair with her legs spread apart. She swallowed a mouthful of wine. "My parents own Little Fox Winery. I grew up playing in the grapes."
Thall placed the filled pot on the stove and turned to ask a question. Capri's spread legs and exposed pussy jolted him from his core to the tip of his cock. "Nice view." He turned the heat on under the pot and stepped closer to Capri.
"Now what can I do while the water heats?" He pulled a chair in front of her, sat and licked his lips. "I think I shall make love to your breasts until the water boils.
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I'm reading your book right now and haven't come to this part yet. And let me tell everyone - This book is STEAMIN' HOT!
DeleteThanks for sharing :)
Thanks for hosting this, Sheri! This one comes from my new release (just out today) Bases Loaded - Mustangs Baseball #3.
ReplyDelete“Got to have you,” he said.
Supporting her with one hand, he shoved her chair out of the way and lowered her to the floor.
God, the man could move fast. Home plate to first base in three point nine seconds. He stood, stripped off his jeans and boots, yanked his shirt over his head, and dropped to his knees between her splayed legs, wearing nothing but his socks and a pair of white cotton briefs. He worked her skirt up to her waist and sat back on his heels.
“I’m speechless,” he said. “Tell me you want this.”
He was speechless? He had a body every woman dreamed of—all hard planes and tight skin over defined muscles. Flat, dark nipples punctuated powerful pecs. His ribcage, wide at his chest, tapered to a slim waist and hips that would fit perfectly between her legs. She’d never wanted anything or anyone more in her life. He made her feel reckless and wanton, and the desire in his eyes made her feel beautiful. If he never looked at her that way again she would take this moment and cherish it forever.
“You better have a condom.” She’d have to kill him if he didn’t. Where that bit of sanity came from, she didn’t know.
He reached for his jeans, fished a foil packet out of his pocket, and shoved his underwear down his thighs. His erection sprang free. Her mouth watered. He rolled the sheath on with the ease of a man who had plenty of experience and not an ounce of self-consciousness.
The moment of sanity was gone.
Clare lifted her hips in invitation.
She wanted him inside her.
Now.
His hands slipped beneath her thighs, lifting and spreading her wide open. Then he was there, pushing into her, stretching her, filling her. The angle allowed her to watch his cock disappear inside her, one thick, pulsing inch at a time. She forgot to breathe until he gave one final push and seated himself fully.
She arched her neck and drew in a deep breath. He lowered her ass to the floor, bracing above her, his forearms on either side of her head. His heat enveloped her and his weight anchored her to the solid reality of his presence. His gaze met hers, and her heart lodged in her throat. Fingers combed through her hair, fanning it out around her in a move so tender it almost broke her heart.
“God, babe. I…you…ah, shit! I’ve got to move.”
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I love the title of this book! And what a scorcher it is! Roz, the temperature just rose 10 degrees in here...whew! Thank you so much for stopping by!
ReplyDeleteI'm new to this, and since I'm now in a sweat after reading these posts, I offer mine. This is from my recently released time travel, A Tumble Through Time:
ReplyDeleteEvery reason he had to avoid making love to his wife had flown out the window the minute their lips met. He was tired of denying himself the passion she had awakened in him, passion that he’d never felt for another woman. Seeing her come through the door to the jailhouse, frazzled as she was, had convinced him of his feelings. She was his, for as long as he could have her. The agony of losing her, should she disappear one day, would be dealt with then. He had her now, wanted her now, and loved her now.
He shook with the need to possess her completely, join them together body and soul. With his lips, hands and tongue he worshiped her, told her with his body how much she meant to him, would always mean to him.
“Wes,” she panted, “I ache.”
“I know darlin’, let me help you.” He left the generous globe he’d been savoring and made his way down her body, nipping at her flesh, soothing the spot with kisses, then trailing his tongue around her navel. Anna’s breath hissed from between her teeth.
Wes parted her legs and blew softly on her swollen flesh. He glanced up at her−flushed, panting, her eyes tightly closed. His tongue glided over her moistness, tasting the perfume that was Anna. Within seconds she reached down to tug his mouth closer, her thighs hugging his head until she shuddered with her release.
Unable to resist any longer, he rose above her, resting on both elbows. “Have you ever been with a man, sweetheart?”
She cupped his cheek, her eyes soft and loving. “Yes−and I wish it had been you.”
“I do, too.” He kissed her forehead.
“Does it matter?”
“Not that I wasn’t the first. As long as I’m the last.”
He savored her mouth, sharing her taste as he slid into her warmth. Surrounded by heat and moisture, he stopped and tightened his muscles in an attempt to hold still before he took his release too quickly. Anna began to move again in a way that told him her body was preparing for another climax. Prompted by her agitation, he began to thrust harder, shifting his body so he came into contact with her swollen nub.
Their bodies slid together, the air filled with deep breaths and slight mewling sounds from Anna. Wes buried his face against her shoulder, pulling her closer. “Don’t ever leave me.”
“Never,” she whispered before she let out with a low keening sound as her body jerked, her forceful contractions spurring a release such as he’d never had before. And would likely never have again should she disappear from his life. Not only his body was engaged, but his very soul.
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DeleteThanks.
Oooh, that was absolutely beautiful! Full of heartfelt emotions that leap off the page. Awesomeness! Thank you for sharing this scene, Callie!! WHEW! Air conditioner just clicked on...
DeleteGreat job, everyone!
ReplyDeleteFrom Promise Me Eden, a contemporary western:
Carrying the bouquet of yellow daffodils meant for Eden, Maura entered Adam’s house. She gave him a flirtatious smile as she stepped over the threshold. Adam ignored the guilt churning in his gut. He hadn’t left Eden. She deserted him.
Leaving the lights low, hoping Maura wouldn’t be grossed out by the condition of his dirty house, Adam led her to the couch. Swiping a pile of newspapers and unfolded clothes to the floor, he sat and pulled Maura across his lap. He tossed his Stetson aside and wrapped his arms around her. “You smell good.”
Her tongue touched his ear and a shudder ripped through him. “You taste good.”
Her words conjured up images of her mouth a lot lower, and his cock jumped to attention, eager for her touch. He wrapped his hand in her hair and dragged her lips to his. There was no teasing, no seductive caresses. Instead, he ravaged her mouth. She met the thrusts of his tongue with equal eagerness. Her hand circled his neck, holding him prisoner. He didn’t need much encouragement.
He slid his hand under her loose blouse and found her braless breast. Small, taut, enticing. Her nipple hard against his palm. He tweaked it and she moaned. Together, they removed her top and his, tossing them aside.
She straddled him, her hands cupping his face as he claimed her mouth again. She rode up tight against his erection, their jeans a frustrating barrier. Adam swelled so hard he thought he’d bust through his fly. If he didn’t get out of his Levi’s and inside her, he’d go mad. He reached for her zipper, and she helped him slide it down. She bent and sucked his neck, her hair in his face.
Her black jeans fell open. He kicked off his boots.
He splayed his hand across her flat belly, and it gave him momentary pause. But his pulsing erection pushed him forward, and he slid his palm down her stomach, under her panties and into the silky curls between her legs. Dipping his middle finger into her wet center, he pressed deep until she moaned into his mouth and her hips rocked in a steady rhythm with the tune he set.
He took his mouth from hers and dipped it to a nipple. He sucked deep, and her vagina clenched in orgasm. Her scream pierced his eardrums before she sagged against him, her nipples pressing like twin shards against his chest. “My God.”
He smoothed her hair away from her face. “Good?”
She ducked her head into his chest. “Yeah.”
A low chuckle rumbled out of him.
Slipping to the floor, still caught between his legs, she reached for his fly. Shimmying, he helped her tug off his jeans. He kicked them aside, uncaring where they landed.
“Do you have a rubber?”
“Yeah. I’ll go get ’em,” he said in a guttural voice.
“Hurry.”
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HURRY HURRY!! *slamming my second glass of iced tea* Holy hotness, Batman! I need to wipe the steam from my screen!
DeleteLOVE the excerpts today. Talk about your global warming!! Yee-haw!
Wow-ZA! I need to turn on the AC early today - and NOT because of the outside temps. So smokin' hot excerpts today! Here's mine from my brand new release, EROTIC ESCAPADES OF A MARRIED COUPLE.
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Grif stalked into the room. “Very nice.”
Panic choked her chest as she gauged her husband’s reaction. Though this had been his idea, was he really okay that his best friend had just fucked his wife? “How long you been standing there, babe?”
He pulled his shirt over his head. “Long enough.”
He sat on the bed then leaned over and took her lips. No hesitancy existed in the kiss. It was just as passionate and possessive as ever. The longer his lips and tongue worked their magic, the faster her anxiety breezed away. He released her and cupped Vance’s chin who lifted his head. Seeing her husband kiss another man and hearing their communal groans, rekindled her lust.
Grif stood and undid the fly of his jeans and a smile tipped up her lips. Maybe he was going to stick his cock in her mouth...But he prowled out of her line of sight.
“In all the years we’ve been together, baby,” he said. “You’ve never once offered me that scrumptious asshole of yours.” Grif reappeared on the other side of the bed in all his naked glory. “Why is that?”
A shiver of uncertainty skated through her veins. She swallowed hard. “A girl’s gotta have some secrets.”
Vance clamped his burly arm across her waist and reversed their positions in one smooth move, with him still solidly inside her. “Not any more, sweetness.” His powerful hands massaged her butt cheeks.
Grif opened the drawer and extracted another condom and the tube of lube. Realization of what they planned streaked alarm to her heart. “Wait…no…this isn’t what I want…” She pushed against Vance’s chest. His arm cinched tighter. She wasn’t going anywhere.
“Not what you want, sweetness?” he purred. “You sure about that?”
With morbid fascination, she watched her husband don the rubber. Stroking himself, Grif disappear again. Seconds later, the bed dipped as he climbed up behind her.
“Aren’t you curious about the appeal of anal sex?” Vance challenged. “How it might feel to be reamed from behind?”
She opened her mouth to deny any curiosity, but the knowing twinkle in his eyes kept her quiet. She couldn’t lie. He smiled a toothy grin.
She glared. “Oh, just shut up and kiss me.”
I'm pretty sure this is a first on The Flames - a married couple bringing in an enthusiastic third partner! Definitely HOT material. *looks for fire extinguisher...just in case*
DeleteLOL! Thanks Sheri!
DeleteThanks for giving us a chance to share our excerpts and to read others! This excerpt is from Undercover Vices, available at Amazon, B&N, Smashwords, Apple, etc.
ReplyDeleteReed kicked the bedroom door open and stripped the satin comforter off the bed. When Cassie hit the sheets, he was already on top of her, tugging her tee shirt over her head. “I’m sorry. I can’t wait. I have to touch you, taste you. I didn’t get a chance earlier, and it’s been driving me crazy ever since.” Her jeans and panties followed the tee shirt to the floor, and goose bumps popped up on her skin from the cool air.
Reed rubbed his hands slowly up and down her arms to warm her. When he pulled away and sat back on his heels, she missed his warmth immediately. But the heat in his eyes as he looked his fill chased the chill away. “You’re beautiful. Perfect, just like I remembered.”
“You thought about me?”
“Every damn day. I couldn’t get you out of my head, but I couldn’t look for you as long as I was married. It wouldn’t have been right. But once I was free, I had no idea where to find you. You weren’t at the school, and I didn’t know your name.”
“You looked for me?” Man, she sounded like a bubble-headed idiot. But she was so pleased that she couldn’t stop the grin that spread across her face.
“Don’t look so smug.” Reed tugged a lock of her hair and smiled back at her. “But, yeah, I looked for you. Everywhere I went, I watched the crowds, hoping to see you. You got under my skin with just one look.” As he talked, his hands stayed busy, roaming over her body as though memorizing every curve, every nook and cranny.
She wanted to get him out of his clothes, but his touch was hypnotic. Her muscles turned to mush under his caresses, but she woke up in a hurry when he slid off the bed and tugged on her legs until her butt was barely clinging to the edge. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and lowered his head.
The first touch of his tongue sent shock waves through her. She trembled with the effort of holding back. She didn’t want this to be over too soon. In spite of her attempts to put it off, her muscles quivered in anticipation of the building climax, and she braced herself for the explosion.
Reed pulled back, leaving her shaking and unfulfilled. She rose up onto her elbows and glared at the top of his head, but before she could complain about him abandoning her in her time of need, he moved his mouth down her leg to her right foot, sucking and nibbling and licking along the way. Damn, that felt good.
Cassie fell back on the bed with a loud sigh and felt him smile against her ankle. He was toying with her, and enjoying every minute. Fine. Two could play that game. Just as soon as it was her turn. As soon as she could catch her breath. As soon as the shivers created by his tongue and warm breath abated. As soon as she regained some measure of self-control.
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Oh! What a tease!! Or maybe torture? Hehehe Excellent excerpt, Tori! You're cranking the heat here today!
DeleteGreat excerpts! Here's mine, seduction with some fireworks thrown in to get us ready for the upcoming US holiday.
ReplyDeleteDamn, he looked fine sitting there in the glow of the candle. Her pulse pounded and moisture formed between her legs, but her conscience nudged her, reminding her that a sexual encounter with Tristan would be trouble. It could end their working relationship and cause problems with Adam.
“I really don’t know that much about you. We’re always concentrating on lessons when you’re here. Tell me something you like to do in your free time.” Star struggled to keep her voice steady.
“Well, I like to kayak, I like to cook, and garden. Now, tell me something you like to do, when you’re not visiting other worlds.”
“Come here and sit next to me. We can watch the fireworks out of the window.”
Tristan hesitated a moment. Heat rose in her body, and the desire to touch him was overpowering. She poured more wine into her glass and drank. Something loose and wild raged through her, a voracious demon that demanded to be fed.
“Frankly, I’ve been a stick in the mud for the past two years. I haven’t been doing anything much, reading and watching television. Ever since I got back from Porrima, though, I’ve been thinking about some things I want to do. Like this.”
Star scooted over and kissed Tristan. Only their lips touched, gently, and as soon as they connected, she was lost. An explosion of colour filled her mind. He held perfectly still, at first, then put both hands on her cheeks and angled his head to deepen the kiss.
Pulling away, Tristan leant back and looked at Star, breathing hard.
“Are you sure this is what you want? It could make our study time awkward.”
“I know, but it could make it fun. It could open up new avenues of exploration. Didn’t I see a chapter in that book of yours about sexual power?”
“Sex can add to the power of magic, but it can also distract the user.”
“Okay, I’m ready to get distracted.”
Star slowly pulled her blouse off, and smiled as she saw Tristan’s pupils dilate, hearing his sharp intake of breath. She stood and removed her skirt, then held out her hand to him.
“Your turn.”
Tristan rose and, unable to wait any longer, Star began to unbutton his shirt. He grabbed her hands and put them to her side.
“Wait.”
Tristan cupped one breast and ran a thumb across the hard peak. Star gasped and shivered. She wanted to take him right there. On the couch, the floor, the kitchen table. Desire burned through her like a flame.
With a growl, she pulled his shirt out of his pants and ripped it apart, sending buttons flying. He sat on the couch, shoved the coffee table away with his foot, and took hold of her hips. Looking up at her with eyes gone dark with desire, he....With one finger, he began to caress her clit, stroking it lightly, rhythmically.
The sound of the booming fireworks matched her pounding pulse. Heat like she’d never felt before ran through her veins and set her soul on fire. What was this? Not the slow, simmering burn she’d felt when she and Adam held their bodies together. This was something riotous, something unsettling. Her nerve endings danced, like the sparklers they’d lit at the party.
Tristan’s fingers dug into her flesh. His tongue dived deeper, and he took her swollen bud into his mouth and sucked. She had to take him, now. The desire to ride him, to push him on his back and straddle him, to fuck him for hours, was overwhelming.
Something was wrong. This feeling, this deep lust, it was dark, wicked, consuming her. Though her body vibrated with need, she knew this was not how it should feel.
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What?? OMG - that was soooo hot!, but it was dark sex? Oooh, this is a must read! Thank you for sharing your excerpt today. Wow!
Deletehaha..I dont have one but that was a hot excerpt!! Love the bathing cap add!! I had to giggle at that!!
ReplyDeleteYou know me Sheri...I'm a reader!!
And I'm so glad you're a reader! You should put your web addy here, Nikki. Hehehe The excerpts today are scorching HOT!
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Wonderful excerpts! I haven't gotten to the steamy parts of my latest works yet or I would post something!
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You're welcome to post from your backlist too! All of your books are steamy-licious!
DeleteFrom my WIP Hunters of Seraphim: Jadin
ReplyDeleteThey chatted a bit more about island going-ons until there was nothing more to say. Standing they made their way back to quarters, noting that the others had already turned in for the night. Bidding his brother a goodnight, he headed up to his room, the largest in the compound and stripped down for a much needed shower. Seraphim saw to it that they had the bare necessities on the island and working plumbing was one of them. As he washed away the sweat, dirt and stress of the day he imagined Angela’s soft hands running over his body. Leaning his back against the cold tile wall it, Jadin shut his eyes as the scenario played out.
Liquid soap in her palms Angela would lather his chest, stopping to circle his nipped until they pebbled. Once satisfied with his response, she’d trace bubbles over the ripple of each ab muscle until she reached the base of his cock. “My, aren’t you in a state. Perhaps I can help relieve this pressure.” Brown eyes slanted up at him with mischievousness.
“Not with your hands, woman. I want to fuck that pretty mouth of yours.” He’d growl, hardening more when she immediately dropped to her knees before him. His mind lost in the heady scene, Jadin gripped his cock and pumped, imagining her lips engulfing him with their heat. Her tongue expertly curled around his head, causing electrified tingles to shoot from the tips of his toes up to his balls. Alternating from a suction only a goddess could provide to gentle nips along his length, he knew he wouldn’t last long.
Angela plunged him deep into the back of her throat, the sensation so amazing Jadin’s breath whooshed from his lungs. A storm brewed in his groin until he knew he was going to erupt. Pulling her head back, her mouth released him with a resounding ‘pop’ and he gazed down at her desire glazed eyes. “You want my cum, woman?” He panted, working his cock in front of her parted lips. They glistened from her efforts and he wanted to reward her.
Fist tangled in her hair, he held her steady. “Open wide for me, Angela.” At the sight of her pink throat, Jadin’s hand drove him over the edge and shouting to the heavens above, he pumped his seed into her waiting mouth.
This is your WIP? Well burn me alive - when will you publish this lava bed of scorching goodness? DX Luc, you've done it again!
DeleteI'm working on it! On another steamy scene as we speak!
DeleteHot excerpts, ladies!! :)
ReplyDeleteIt's certainly blazing hot here at the Flames!
DeleteThis is from The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh, not on pre-order.
ReplyDeleteSebastian lifted her up and carried her to the bed. “You’re my love and my life. I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you.”
He unbuttoned her nightgown and pushed it open, revealing her breasts. The air was cold, but her breasts heated, wanting his touch. He cupped them and weighed them as if trying to decide what to do, then like a feather, his lips grazed one nipple. Desire thrummed through her and wet heat pooled between her legs. She panted, wanting him to take her, fill her. He moved to the other breast, pushing her gown over her hips.
Anna swallowed, her voice sounding harsh. “Take me now.”
“Not yet.
“But I’m ready.”
“Umm.” One hand moved down to her curls.
Anna widened her legs and rocked, encouraging him to enter her. He slipped one finger inside. She uttered a breathy cry. Her skin flushed. Just as she could feel her release, he stopped. “Sebastian!”
“You’ll have to wait.”
Anna opened her mouth to protest, and he brought his hard lips down upon hers, his tongue surging into her mouth. When she moved to wrap her arms around him, Sebastian captured both her hands in one of his and raised them over her head. His mouth left hers and placed soft kisses on her jaw and neck. She tried to open her legs but he’d trapped them. She wiggled desperately.
Sebastian chuckled deeply and moved to her breasts. Flames shot through her as his mouth wandered over her stomach and nestled between her legs. With her hands now free, she tried to urge him up. He licked, and she grabbed the sheets and arched into him as he played.
Anna thought she’d die of need before he was finished. “Oh, now,” she pleaded. He rose up and entered her slowly, then withdrew.
“Keep your eyes open. I want to watch you.”
“Now, Sebastian, now. Please.”
She tried to grab him, anything to make him enter her more fully. He captured her mouth at the same time as he plunged into her sheath. Flames engulfed her. She wrapped her legs around him, urging and pushing. When she opened her eyes, his gray ones, dark with silver around them, bore into her.
“Stay with me, love.”
He teased her over and over again, bringing her to the crest and taking her back down again. Anna sobbed, wanting release.
He pumped into her again, then twice more. “Now.”
Their wet bodies trembled. His mouth covered hers. When she gave herself over to the inferno, he tumbled in after her.
Rutherford collapsed to her side and drew her to him. His fingers lightly pushed back the damp curls clinging to her face. Anna’s chest heaved as she gasped for air.
He knew he’d pushed her. He’d exposed his heart and soul to her, if she could but see it. He’d never expected the depth of feeling he had for Anna or the vulnerability that came with it.
The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh release on November 7, 2013
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Historical hotness at its best! Rutherford is a very naughty boy. Anna better have something equally frustrating to offer him! Ahh! It's a long wait for your release, but I can hardly wait. Congratulations!
DeleteThanks, Sheri!
DeleteWow, loved all the sexcerpts. Way to bring the heat!
ReplyDeleteWoo-wee! And it's starting to melt my hard drive. Thank you for stopping by!!
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