by Nana Malone
With a low, deep moan, he held her to him arching into his tongue. She was sweet and spicy. Intoxicating. Making him crave more. He suckled gently, plumping her breast.
Tris scored her nails on his scalp, and Shane's vision blurred. He repaid the favor by grazing his teeth over her distended nipple, and she nearly bucked him off the bed.
"Oh, my God," she whispered.
He shifted his attention to the other breast even as she rocked her hips into him in a steady motion. Rolling into him, making his cock painful, desperate to slide into her. All the while, his heart beat a steady booming thump against his ribs.
Beneath him, she was bliss in his arms. So responsive like she was made for him, crafted exactly for him. He pressed his hips into hers, and she widened her legs to accommodate him. The thumping continued over and over again, and he tried to keep his focus on making her hot...making her his.
It wouldn't stop, growing louder and louder. Finally, he realized it wasn't his heart. Someone was at the fucking door. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. When he released her nipple it made a soft suction sound, and Tris lifted her head. Her eyes were wide with a mixture of lust and confusion.
"Stay here. Get under the covers. I'll be right back."
Even though his cock threatened revolt, he pushed himself up and drew the covers over her before snagging his T-shirt up and dragging it on. Roland or Caleb would have called if something was wrong. So this was something else.
Dragging the door open only inches, he all but growled at the gangly teenager in front of him. "What's up?"
He must have looked as pissed and frustrated as he felt because the kid back up a step. "Shit, sorry if I woke you, but it's my roommate, Ryan, he was totally faded and fell out of his bunk. I think he broke his arm. And I don't want to call campus EMT because they'll pop us for drinking and..."
Shane hung his head. He wouldn't be going back to Tris tonight. He had to maintain his cover.
Tris woke alone, wrapped in unfamiliar sheets. Panic welled before her brain clicked on and she remembered where she was. Shane’s bed.
While his scent clung to her, he wasn't in bed with her. A quick glance at the bedside clock told her it had been several hours since he’d told her to get under the covers.
Reaching over to the bedside lamp, she switched it on and winced as bright light bathed the room. She picked her discarded bra and T-shirt off the floor and snapped and tugged them back on.
Her skin was raw and sensitive from where he’d brushed over it with his stubble. Just thinking about it made her nipple peak. And the dull throb between her thighs only intensified.
Once she was dressed, she checked her phone for messages, but there was nothing from Shane.
Unease settled in her gut. She told herself to relax. He was probably still at the hospital with her drunken floormates. But what if he was also staying away, avoiding her. They’d crossed a very definitive line. And damn, it had felt good. But he was risking his job.
She wanted him. And for more reasons than he knew how to make her feel good. Yeah, she wanted to explore the need, the wanting, but was it worth his job? She knew how important it was to him.
She recognized the sense of spinning out and dragged in a deep breath. Before she freaked out, she’d talk to him. Just as soon as he came back. They’d have a nice, adult, non-naked conversation. Easy.
Before she left, she wrote out a quick note on the pad next to his bed. Went back to my room before my roommates call in the National Guard. Talk tomorrow?
With the unease winding itself around her spine, she turned off his light and let herself out.
To be continued…
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SEXY IN STILETTOS
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SEDUCTIVE IN STILETTOS 1
(TRISTIA & SHANE)
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Shane didn’t make it back to his room until four–thirty in the morning. He hesitated on the threshold for a minute, not sure if he wanted Tris to be on the other side of the door.
When he let himself inside and found his room empty, his disappointment was palpable in the squeeze of his heart. Idiot. You can’t have her. Caleb had been clear with his hands-off Tris directive. So what the fuck was he doing? Was being with her really worth losing the first real sense of family he’d ever had?
He saw her note on the desk, and a pang of guilt pierced him dead center in the chest. Shit. How long had she waited before going back to her room? How had she felt? Then, the more unhelpful thought—had she been aching for him?
He needed a much better plan because staying away from her was becoming a problem.
First mistake, letting Tris into his room. Second mistake, kissing her. Third mistake, putting his mouth on those pert, full, breasts of hers. His hands itched with the need to touch her again. He was an idiot.
Last night, he'd been all kinds of ragey at the dumb-fucks who'd gotten wasted in their room and needed a ride to the hospital. Luckily, he'd been able to get War to take his place and keep an eye on Tris for the duration of his little hospital trip, but once his blood cooled and he started thinking with the head on top of his shoulders, not the one in his shorts, he knew he'd fucked up. It didn't matter how much he wanted her, she had no business in his bed. He knew from experience that bad things happened when he let himself want something. They were taken away.
At sixteen, he’d had his first girlfriend, Christa Cummings. She’d been a freshman at UNLV with him and a couple of years older than he was. He’d managed to keep it a secret from the old man for months, using the classes excuse and War to explain his absences.
But somehow, his father had known. Once, the two of them had snuck off to a motel so they could be alone. He’d worked several extra shifts just to be able to afford to take her there. They’d been so excited and hot for each other that he’d missed seeing his father’s red Audi in the parking lot.
When they’d checked into their room, they’d been so desperate and in a hurry to get each other’s clothes off that they paid little attention to the shadow in the corner.
His father had known all about their plan. He’d followed Shane more than once, hacked his email. Done his research. Needless to say, it had freaked Christa out.
Shane was at least grateful that his father had saved the beating until Christa had left. Havi
ng her see him humiliated like that would have broken him in ways his father never could. He’d taken the beating. Taken the words. Loser. Failure. Bastard. As long as she didn’t see it. The old man had been livid that he’d jeopardized his future. Went on and on about how women could trap him.
But Christa hadn't escaped his father’s wrath unscathed. Daddy Dearest had pulled information about Christa’s family and her parents. He’d threatened to have her father fired from his casino job if she ever went anywhere near Shane again.
She’d never spoken to Shane again. He had been desperate to apologize, but she’d avoided him, never giving him a chance to explain or to say how sorry he was to drag her into his fucked up world. It was a lesson he hadn’t forgotten.
Things were different now; the asshole was dead. But girls like Tris were still off limits. Not only was he the hired help, but he was also lying to her. It didn’t matter how much he wanted her; she couldn’t be his.
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Was one taste worth her freedom…
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Shane knows he never should have touched her. Held her. But it’s too late for regrets now. He knows what he should do, walk away before she gets hurt. But he can’t stand to see her with anyone else. Will he dare to grasp his chance at happiness or will he give it all up for the mission.
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About Nana Malone
USA Today Bestselling Author, Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she borrowed from her cousin on a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana at a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since.
With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters. Waiting for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, Nana, meantime works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.
Nana is the author of four series. The Love Match Series includes sassy contemporary romances: Game, Set, Match and Mismatch. The In Stilettos Series includes ultra-sexy and fun multicultural romantic comedies, Sexy in Stilettos, Sultry in Stilettos and Sassy in Stilettos. The Protectors series includes dark and sexy superhero romances, Betrayed (A Reluctant Protector Prequel), Reluctant Protector, Forsaken Protector, and Wounded Protector (Coming June 2014.) The Chase Brothers Series includes sexy, Interracial New Adult Romances, London Bound (Coming April 2014) and London Calling (Expected release October 2014). She also writes sizzling erotic novellas as Q. Malone, Corporate Affairs, Exposed, and The Flirtation.
The books in her series have been on multiple Amazon Kindle and Barnes & Noble bestseller lists as well as the iTunes Breakout Books list and most notably the USA Today Bestseller list.
Until that ninja job comes through, you’ll find Nana working hard on additional books for her series as well as other fun, sassy romances for characters that won’t leave her alone. And if she’s not working or hiding in the closet reading, she’s acting out scenes for her husband, daughter and puppy in sunny San Diego.