* Will Audri and Carson break down barriers to find love? Find out in book one of my cover model series – a sexy contemporary romance set in Seattle. *
“I need to kiss you again, Audri,” Carson whispered before striking
out with his tongue to lick the shell of her ear. “I had every intention
of coming here and talking, but you drive me wild, woman.” His
mouth then trailed to her neck, causing her to whimper as her body
softened. He must have sensed her legs weakening because he
positioned his own leg between hers, moving his knee up to the
junction of her thighs. With the robe parted, the coarse denim against
her tender nakedness sent a shock through her, and she couldn’t help
but squirm, loving the friction.
Her senses went on overload, yet she wanted to feel more
from him. More of him. Nerves be damned.
“Kiss me, Carson,” she said, her voice raspy, needy.
As his mouth fastened on hers, he released her hands in order
to frame her face. Her hands found their way to his body, frantically
working beneath his shirt, connecting with his hot skin. Carson
sucked in his breath at the contact, giving her an opening to tangle her
tongue with his. Audri squealed with delight when he once again took
charge of the kiss, angling her head and kissing her ravenously. His
hands unwound the towel from her head, dropping it beside them
before threading his fingers into her wet strands. As he cradled her
head, effectively holding her in place, his mouth never broke contact,
sucking, nipping, and driving her wild.
After sliding her hands from beneath his shirt, she hastily
worked on undoing the buttons, needing to see more of him. To feel
more of him. Once the material was released, her hands were free to
roam the expanse of his chest, across his pecs, and down his chiseled
Carson pulled his mouth away from hers, leaving them both
panting. But it was obvious he had more planned as his hands
journeyed down her neck and across her collarbone. His fingers
caressed her skin with the lightest of touches she’d have never
thought possible from such a dominating man. Parting her robe, he
leaned forward to press his mouth to her exposed flesh, causing her to
sigh. Her skin tingled, and she lifted her chest as he ran his tongue
along the swell of her left breast, then back across to her right. She
hated to lose contact with his skin but loved the feel of his thick yet
soft hair as she tangled her fingers in it. As his mouth teased, his
hands ran down her robe to cup her breasts through the fabric, all
while his knee moved higher between her legs.
Audri began to grind on his leg like a wanton woman, dancing
with a primal need that spoke volumes of the carnal heat between
them. Part of her wished they were naked, skin to skin, enjoying the
pleasures they could give each other. Another part was shocked at the
escalation of her thoughts and fantasies. Maybe they’d been building
up to this moment since harboring their secret desires while
maintaining a safe distance. And maybe it was time to stop holding
back and give in.
But not here.
“Carson, we can’t …”