Welcome to the HOT IN HANDCUFFS blog hop! Finally a hop that celebrates kinky fuckery at its finest and thank you to UNDER THE COVERS Book Blog for hosting it!
In honor of the blog hop, I'm posting a short, sexy excerpt of my USA TODAY bestselling Brazen NO FLOWERS REQUIRED from Entangled Publishing. And yes, you can choose this book if you win!
WARNING: R-rated excerpt of NO FLOWERS REQUIRED!
Alexa moved whip-fast,
slamming her hands on Dillon’s chest and him against the door before his brain
caught up. The watering can clattered onto the ground. She spared it a brief,
puzzled glance, then fisted her hands in his T-shirt and arched up, her mouth
coming closer—
Fuck it.
He fused his mouth to
hers, and dammit, it was even better than he’d expected. She didn’t yield to him
but struggled a bit, as if she was shocked he’d taken over. That made it even
hotter. He slanted his lips over hers when her startled squeak granted him access
to the warm sweetness inside. Perfect. He took full advantage of her surprise
to explore her with long, slow licks of his tongue.
Maybe his head
couldn’t compute what was happening, but his body sure could. He cupped her ass
and rocked his hips against hers, all too aware of his violent reaction to her
nearness. His dick still hadn’t recovered from their bump-and-grind in her
bathroom and apparently had no trouble asserting its readiness to play.
Recovered now, she didn’t shy away, and instead rubbed against him, her curves
sliding against him in a way that had him groaning and pulling back so hard he thunked
his head on the closed door.
He couldn’t do this.
Oh, God, he had to. She was going wild against him, and he didn’t have any defenses
against his hunger for her. Not when he wanted nothing more than this. Just
this.
“What are we doing?”
he managed as she dragged her lips down his Adam’s apple. Stars danced in his vision
and hell if he knew if they were from the head jolt or from their kiss.
She didn’t answer
him, just skated her hands down his torso and under his shirt. And what hands
they were. She seemed to be touching him everywhere. He clung to her ass as if
she was his only port in the storm, and sure enough, a bolt of lightning
sizzled overhead followed by a crack of thunder. But Alexa never paused. He’d
become her canvas and her fingers were her paintbrush. She sketched every ridge
of muscle, every line of bone. And then the column of his cock, wedged tight
into his jeans. She touched him with confidence and skill, the kind that would
soon have him driving his hands into her hair and pushing her to her knees if
she didn’t stop.
But a woman like her
wasn’t meant for a quick fuck against a door, even if that was what she acted like
she wanted. Even if he longed for her so much that he didn’t care about
anything but stealing this moment and making it theirs. He must be misreading her
signals, though he was pretty adept at picking up sexual cues. Or else he’d
sent some crazy ones of his own.
“Alexa.” Though it
took all his faculties just to get out that one word, she ignored him.
Completely.
She cupped him and
nipped his jaw, her teeth offering a sharp counterpoint to her palm’s soft
touch. His shaft lurched in her hold and she let out a delighted purr.
“Lex,” he tried
again, her name ending in a moan. “You
don’t know who I am.”
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