No…not to the New Year.
Beautiful Scars releases soon, and I’m counting down to that…Two weeks!
I’ll be posting random snippets and giving away random prizes. How to win? Just enter via the widget, and make sure you check back.
Two seconds later, he was reaching for her.
Stunned, she couldn’t think. As his lips covered hers, she just couldn’t think.
Marc was kissing her.
Marc was kissing her—
Had she drank more wine than she’d thought?
“Open your mouth,” he snarled against her lips, a harsh, urgent command in his voice. “Give me your mouth.”
Dazed, she did just that, opened for him.
His arms came around her as his tongue stroked across the bottom of her lip, slowly, seductively…teasingly. Oh, hell. She was in trouble. Big, big trouble…
And she didn’t plan on doing anything to stop it, either. Not when he broke his mouth away to brush a line of stinging, hot kisses down her neck to her shoulder. Not when he stroked a hand up her thigh, the other cupping the back of her head.
Alarm, though, started to sound when he toyed with the fastening of her dress—alarm that would give way to terror if she let it.
Refusing to let that happen, she wiggled around until she was straddling his lap, her arms looped around his shoulders. Through the bodice of her dress, she felt the warmth of his breath, and when he pressed his mouth to her breastbone, she figured she needed to call a stop to this here and now. He didn’t know and she just couldn’t…
“Chaili…fuck, what have you got on under this skirt?”
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