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I'm making today's post short, but oh so very sweet! *winks* Below is a sexy excerpt from one of my Navy SEAL books. And don't forget to look for the Kindle giveaway at the bottom of this post!
Chelsea was about to scream in shock when he flew her body against the back of the door and covered her mouth with his, silencing any sounds that tried to escape.
by Nicole Morgan
She was stunned and unsure of what to do as he pinned her against the door. His hard body pressed up against hers in an almost painful attack. She was about to reach her hands up and push his shoulders away when he slid his tongue in her mouth and used it to begin stroking hers.
A heat flared from her womb and shot out to every nerve ending in her body. Twice today, he had made her feel a little tingly and aware of his presence, but nothing like this.
She felt his hands roam up the sides of her hips. His large fingers wrapped around her waist and pulled her even closer than they already were. The heat she once felt from his initial touch was now a fire burning out of control. She could feel her wetness as it seeped from her insides to coat her panties.
What was she doing? This was crazy. She had to stop him. She was going to stop him, she…oh, God. Just as she had the thought, he slid his tongue out of her mouth and down the side of her neck, biting gently on the tender flesh between that and her shoulder. She had always been sensitive there. She was aroused to be kissed there, but the way his teeth were gently scraping against her skin was causing tiny volcanic eruptions to race through her. Jesus, she wanted him. Why, she had no idea, but the things that he was doing to her were driving her insane with lust. The deep hue of his chocolate eyes had little flecks of gold around the irises, causing her to think of caramel and how sweet it tasted.
“Adam…please…” she whispered into his ear.
“Take off your pants.” His curt demand did nothing to diminish her need to feel his body inside of hers.
Staring into his eyes, she did exactly as he told her to. She slid the denim down her thighs and wiggled them down her calves. Once down to her ankles, she stepped out of each leg and kicked them aside. She licked her lips nervously and waited for what would happen next.
How had she gone from knocking on his door to check on him after hearing a scream to standing before him in a T-shirt and panties? She breathed deep and heavy as he studied her and slowly undid the snap to his jeans. She thought he was going to take her right there up against the door when he grabbed her hand and led her to the back of his house.
She went with him silently, wanting to stop herself, knowing this was not her, not who she was, but she couldn’t seem to help herself. The heat from his hand alone was driving her crazy.
When they got to the bedroom, she wasn’t surprised when he threw her down on the bed and covered her with his large body. His savage and rough behavior seemed to dictate such dominance.
He brought his mouth down to hers again, only this time, he nibbled on her bottom lip, treating it as though it was a small treat. The sensation of his teeth gently nipping at her was something she hadn’t experienced before. She wasn’t sure if she liked it or not and almost pulled away from the unusual feeling when she felt his large hands spread her thighs apart.
She moaned at the forcefulness in which he did it. How could she like it so rough and fast? She should stop him, put an end to this craziness, but just as the idea entered her mind, she felt his denim-covered hardness rub against her already enflamed sex.
His rocking against her body was causing the wetness in her panties to spread. She was sure he could feel it. Despite the fact that he was wearing jeans, she felt soaked with need for him. The thought that he could feel that and know what she wanted embarrassed her.
She was shocked when he abruptly got off of her and walked toward his closet. She couldn’t see what he was doing at first. He seemed to just be standing there looking at the door. Suddenly, he slammed it and turned toward her.
She saw something then. His eyes had changed, if only a little. She found herself slightly scared of what she saw in them. Again, though, she found that she was frozen, defenseless to act against his impenetrable gaze.
At first, she thought he was coming toward her, but instead, he reached for his bedside table and opened the top drawer. She watched in surreal awareness as he pulled out a condom and threw it on the bed beside her.
“Finish getting undressed,” he told her.
She wanted to stop. She wanted to tell him to go to hell and ask him who the hell he thought he was ordering her to do such an intimate thing, but instead, she found herself sitting up on the edge of the bed and doing exactly as he told her.
They watched each other as each of them removed their clothing, both of them removing their T-shirts at the same time. She almost made an audible gasp as she took in the sight of his taut, muscled chest and abdomen. His arms were long and flush with muscle and seemed to flex involuntarily as he reached down and began to work his zipper until it was completely undone.
Chelsea stared as he brought his jeans down his thighs and pushed them all the way off, stepping out of them. She waited in anticipation as he slid his fingers beneath the waistband of his briefs. The hardness that was lying beneath the cotton didn’t do the true size of him justice. She realized her imagination hadn’t even been close in estimation as she stared at his cock when it sprang free from his shorts. Never in all of her life had she ever seen one so mesmerizing.
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Nicole Morgan is an author of erotic romance novels, which more often than not have a suspenseful back story. Erotic romance mixed with good old-fashioned whodunit. While she's written everything from contemporary to paranormal her leading men will more than likely be wearing a uniform of some kind. From military to police officers, she has a love for writing about those who protect and serve. From her very first novel about Navy SEALs to her more recent releases you will be sure to find a few twists and turns you were not expecting.
Until next month lovies ~ Nic