Heated Competition – an excerpt!

Posted on 06/30/15

Just a little appetizer to get your palette started…

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We danced a long moment, studying each other, assessing. His hand didn’t move and my grip didn’t let up. I never played Stratego as a kid but I wondered if this was what it felt like.

“What about that kiss?” I finally said.

“That?” His gaze dropped to my mouth, and his eyes took on a gleam that might’ve scared me if it didn’t set my estrogen on fire. “That was for me.”

It was nothing short of a miracle that I didn’t shiver right there in his arms while Bob Seger crooned at us from the other side of the room.

I looked away. I needed the respite. I would’ve walked away if I could. Hell, if I could, I would’ve gone for a run. It always helped settle my nerves and gave me time to get my head back on straight, but here? Here in front of him, I had to think on the fly. That wasn’t my forte, whereas playing soccer required him to deke and run, to kick and pass and think four steps ahead of the opponent. I might’ve felt like I was being played if my body didn’t enjoy the contact so much.

But hell, I’d been on my own for a few years now, busy up the wazoo with no time to play, and here at hand was the opportunity to relax and enjoy the attention. Maybe he wasn’t my type but Mark had been my type and look where that got me. Besides, I wasn’t looking for forever. Just like the song said, we had tonight.

I smiled and met his eyes again. “Did you like it?”

His expression flared hot for a moment. “Yes,” he said. Adrenaline surged in my system.

I cocked my head to one side, daring him. “Are you certain? Maybe you should try again, just to make sure.”

He laughed so hard, I felt it echo against my rib cage. “That’s a cheesy move, Ace, even for you.” I knew he was laughing with me, not at me, and the sound was rich and deep. It branched out inside me, heating me from my core to the tips of my extremities. My pussy went tight but I just smiled.

“Yeah, well, how else does a woman ask a man to kiss her in this day and age?”

Smile still on his lips, he shook his head. “Why would she have to ask? A woman like you can take what she wants.”

“True,” I said though inside I was shivering. “But why make it easy on you?”

He growled from deep in his chest, wolf-like, then crushed his lips to mine.

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