Excerpt from Pull the Trigger, The Seduction in Memory Grove Series (Book One)
“Are you blushing?”
“Don’t be embarrassed.”
“You don’t have to try to make me feel better, Justin.”
He sat up and pulled his boots off. “I’m not patronizing you, Bec. You’re beautiful. Now, I have a confession to make.”
Her gaze met his. The heated hunger behind his green eyes was unmistakable. Her mouth wasn’t cooperating with her brain and all the blood in her body surged too fast, creating a delicious rush of desire and fear.
“When I drove away from the liquor store, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. My intentions were good initially, but now...they’re less than honorable.” He started to crawl across the blanket toward her.
She swallowed hard and exhaled. Justin had been the object of her fantasies forever and she wasn’t going to let a case of nerves screw up this opportunity. Her legs were stretched out in front of her and she leaned back on her palms, silently beckoning him closer.
Justin straddled her legs until his face was inches from hers. “Tell me what you want.”
She couldn’t take her eyes off his full lips. “Kiss me,” she whispered, closing her eyes.
The touch of his lips against hers was electric and the current went straight to her nipples. He advanced and she retreated, easing back until he was on top of her, one knee lodged between her legs, pressing against her sex. His tongue slid through her lips, gliding over her teeth. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he tangled his fingers into her hair. The kiss hit the flashpoint almost immediately and she wanted out of her clothes. In this instant, she didn’t care if she looked like a slut. Her skin was on fire and she wanted him to touch her in all those places that were humming and begging for release.
He slipped his hand underneath her to unclasp her bra. He pulled her up and, within seconds, her shirt and bra were in a pile beside her and her jeans landed next to the empty bottle of wine. He managed to strip her down to her underwear in less than a minute. Feeling self conscious, she covered her breasts with her hands. She was in a state of disbelief and awe, there was no way Justin wanted her.
He kicked out of his jeans and peeled his shirt off. Placing his hands on top of hers, he moved them away from her chest. He gave her an appreciative glance before he brought his bare chest against her sensitive breasts.
Their mouths met with bruising force. No more gentle nips and sips. This kiss meant business and instinct took over. She opened her legs wider to welcome his intrusion and he slipped his other knee between them. The only barrier between them was their underwear. Well, his underwear anyway. Rebecca’s thong would offer little resistance.
He caught her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a light twist. She was hot and achy with want. Before she could beg him to sate her, his hand trailed down her torso and slipped inside her panties...