Fall in Love with Amber Cross
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“I’m going to kiss you, Abby.”
“Uh-huh.”
He loved the way she didn’t hesitate with her response, though her face flushed, and the pulse at the side of her neck started racing.
It was a hard, dry kiss. Not satisfying by a long shot, but he didn’t want to presume any more than he already had. He could still remember the shock in her eyes fifteen years ago when his ex-wife made him sound like an animal. He didn’t want to scare her away.
So his heart skipped a beat when she whispered, “More. Please.”
Nothing turned him on quite like a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask for it. Except maybe this woman. Everything about her excited him. Grasping her shoulders and pulling her close, he slid his tongue along the seam of her lips until they opened, then delved into the warm recesses of her mouth.
She held nothing back. Meeting him with equal passion, she poured herself into the kiss, and when she slid her fingers beneath the brim of his hat, scraping the sides of his skull with her nails, a sizzle raced up his spine. He was a teenage boy again. On fire with lust for her like it was the first time he ever held a woman, he was ready to put the car seats back and fog up the windows.
“Uh-huh.”
He loved the way she didn’t hesitate with her response, though her face flushed, and the pulse at the side of her neck started racing.
It was a hard, dry kiss. Not satisfying by a long shot, but he didn’t want to presume any more than he already had. He could still remember the shock in her eyes fifteen years ago when his ex-wife made him sound like an animal. He didn’t want to scare her away.
So his heart skipped a beat when she whispered, “More. Please.”
Nothing turned him on quite like a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask for it. Except maybe this woman. Everything about her excited him. Grasping her shoulders and pulling her close, he slid his tongue along the seam of her lips until they opened, then delved into the warm recesses of her mouth.
She held nothing back. Meeting him with equal passion, she poured herself into the kiss, and when she slid her fingers beneath the brim of his hat, scraping the sides of his skull with her nails, a sizzle raced up his spine. He was a teenage boy again. On fire with lust for her like it was the first time he ever held a woman, he was ready to put the car seats back and fog up the windows.
Coming October 15, 2018 from
The Wild Rose Press: https://catalog.thewildrosepress.com
Photo Credits: Amber Cross
Copyright 2018 Amber Cross
Copyright 2018 Amber Cross