“How on earth are we going to pass the time?”
She brushed her fingers over his pecs, feeling his flat nipples harden beneath her touch. Still smiling, she moved one hand down his magnificent chest and rested it on the growing bulge at his crotch. “I’m sure we can think of something.”
He groaned as she rubbed his erection, but intercepted her hand before she could reach for his zipper. “One more thing,” he said softly. “And don’t you dare try to distract me with a blowjob, because I have to say this.”
She feigned annoyance. “Fine. What is it?”
“I’ve fallen in love with you.”
The vulnerability she saw in his eyes stole the breath right out of her lungs. As her heart did a little somersault, she swallowed hard and said, “I’m in love with you too.”
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Heat of Passion
Carson bent down and brushed his lips over hers, the gentle kiss causing her toes to curl. Then he pulled back and offered a devastating grin. “So…now that we’ve settled that, how about that blowjob… Jessica?”
She laughed, even while she undid his zipper. “I’m sorry to inform you that Jessica is gone. You’ve got Holly Lawson now, and she’s not going anywhere.”
“I have no complaints with that.” He moaned as she slid her hand underneath the waistband of his boxers. “No complaints at all, sweetheart…”
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Lust was the lure, Candy was the reward.
Tasting Candy
? 2008 Anne Rainey
Walking around with a raging hard-on isn’t Blade Vaughn’s idea of a good time.
He’s hungry for sex and there’s only one woman on his menu: Candice Warner. When Blade witnesses the shy beauty go into a panic over a harmless encounter, he’s more determined than ever to prove that sex with him is just the therapy she needs.
Candice is used to being afraid of her own shadow, but when she goes all nutso in front of Blade, she’s beyond mortified. She wants him to see her as an equal, and as a woman. It’s time she got over her past trauma and started living again.
But trust is hard to come by when her only experience with men has left her heart in pieces.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Tasting Candy:
Christ, she was adorable. He would never get used to his reaction to this woman. She stood with her shoulder-length light brown hair piled atop her head, a look of total mortification on her freshly scrubbed face. She didn’t even look sexily mussed—just mussed. That he could get a boner over her even when she wore an ugly brown terrycloth robe was saying something.
She always turned him on. He was going to do something about it, too. Eventually.
Right now, he wanted some answers. Lucky for him, he was very good at getting them.
He would coerce and railroad until he was satisfied. It was the way he operated. Candice would just have to get used to it.
“So, you going to let me in, or use that can on me?” He shrugged. One way or the other, Blade would gain entrance. “It’s your choice.”
Candice yanked her robe together tighter, which was a crying shame since it had started to drift open and he had been this close to a sneak peek. “Of course, please, come in.” Then she moved out of the doorway and allowed him inside. He smiled, triumphant.
It was a small concession, but she was so closed-up around him, entering her private domain felt like a big fucking deal.
Her living room was…dainty. Figured. Damn near everything about Candice was dainty. It enhanced the fact he felt like a bull around her. It was cozy, though, something in the way she’d decorated. He’d expected pinks and peaches and fluffy ruffles, but it was all earth-tones, woodsy and serene. Actually, there was something sort of peaceful about her home. He wondered if she did that on purpose because of the panic attacks.
Speaking of which…
“I want to know why you went ballistic today at the gym.” Oh yeah, subtlety was his middle name. Jesus.
Her eyes widened. “Ballistic?” Candice asked. Suddenly, a smile slipped across her face, then a laugh bubbled up. Soon, she was practically crying from laughing so hard.
“Hell, it wasn’t that funny,” Blade grumbled, feeling disgruntled and not sure why.
But he did like to see her smiling instead of near tears. Much better, to his way of thinking.
Candice calmed enough to say, “You just aren’t the sweet-talker your brother is, are you?”