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Another Shot At Love

Page 29

by Roy, Niecey


  “Well, I do like them. A lot.” His hand cupped my upper thigh and his thumb rested between the shorts and my panties.

  “Mmm,” was all I could manage because his thumb had begun a small, feather-light circular motion against the already-moist material. His hazel eyes, framed in long dark lashes, peered up at me in a hot gaze I knew meant he was about to make me not care if a helicopter were to hover right above the pontoon.

  His left hand grasped my waist while his thumb worked its magic, adjusting me so his bulge rested against the part of me that had grown impossibly damp. I moaned and caught my bottom lip between my teeth.

  In one swift motion he sat up, both hands around my waist, and rocked me against him. His lips captured mine in a deep kiss, sucking my lower lip before kissing it softly.

  “I want to be inside of you,” he whispered against my mouth.

  “Matt,” I moaned.

  He didn’t let me say anything more. He caught my lips again with his while he picked up me up and laid me back against the seat. He pulled my tank top over my head and pushed my bra down with his thumbs so he could fasten his lips over my nipple. I moaned again and arched against him. His hand trailed down my bare stomach and I held my breath when his fingers passed under the elastic band of my shorts. I didn’t breathe again until his fingers touched between my legs, and I whispered, “Hurry.”

  But he didn’t hurry. He took his time loving me. I didn’t open my eyes again until the moment he slid inside of me. I was blinded by the sun’s brilliance and the thought that, for the rest of my life, he would make me feel this way. I was lost in the sensation of him, of his love, of our life together. His lips covered mine as I cried out. He held me in his arms, our bodies slick with sweat.

  “I’ll make you happy for the rest of your life, Gennie,” he whispered to me. He kissed the tip of my nose. “I love you.”

  I drew in a deep breath.

  So this is what real love is like. I could definitely get used to it.

  THE END

  A word about the author...

  Once upon a time, there was a young girl who wrote sappy poetry about every relationship gone wrong. She had her heart broken many times before the man of her dreams stepped off a big Navy ship and swept her off her feet, promising to never hold her shoe obsession against her.

  From that day forward, she swore she’d never again write sappy poetry of unrequited love. Instead, a sucker for smooches and happily-ever-afters, Niecey Roy now writes contemporary romance inspired by her sailor’s sexy brown eyes and charming sense of humor.

  Visit Niecey Roy

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  Other books by Niecey Roy

  Fender Bender Blues

  Published by: The Wild Rose Press

  Champagne Rose Edition, 2013

  Print ISBN 978-1-61217-741-0

  Digital ISBN 978-1-61217-742-7

  Fender Bender Blues

  Her life took a wrong turn. He's driven by success. They didn't count on crashing into love...

  Rachel Bennett loved her job until the day she finds herself doubting her choices. Now she's hunting for a new career, but starting over isn't easy. Her plan is simple—no distractions until she finds her dream job. She didn't plan on fate throwing her a curveball in the form of a fender bender with a sexy guy in an expensive suit.

  Craig Larsen is a wealthy, successful business owner with a plan of his own: survive his current PR nightmare and stay away from his overly determined ex-girlfriend. His need for control and personal success is turned upside down when he meets Rach, a sassy redhead who can't drive.

  Soon they find themselves battling with Rach's grumpy old neighbor, toilet-papering the trees of a high school nemesis, and fighting over the last slice of pizza. Can two very different people plus one fender bender equal a chance at forever?

  Praise for

  Fender Bender Blues

  "Classic cars, garden gnomes, and steamy romance? My kind of book!"

  ~Bestselling Author Kate Perry

  “Reading Niecey Roy’s Fender Bender Blues is like eating Lays Potato chips. Once you start, you can’t stop! It’s just that good! For a new (non-fattening) addiction, read Niecey Roy!!!

  ~Robyn Peterman author of HOW HARD CAN IT BE?

  "Fender Bender Blues is a rip-roarin' good time from start to finish. Filled with handsome men, crazy friends, and love scenes to rev up your engines, you don't want to miss this one!"

  ~Amie Louellen author of Brodie's Bride and Love Potion Me, Baby

  ~~EXCERPT FROM FENDER BENDER BLUES~~

  “Now what?”

  “Nothing.” Rach sniffed.

  Craig shifted to eye her warily. “Since when do you answer me with single words?”

  “Since I decided I’m not talking to you,” she answered with a shrug, crumpling up the white paper wrapper from her sub.

  Craig leaned his face in close to her neck and enjoyed the startled jerk of her shoulders. Her eyes opened wide in surprise. His breath shifted a few strands of hair at the nape of her neck as he whispered, “Why, because you want me?”

  “You’re incorrigible,” she said, breathless, her cheeks flushed.

  She’s enjoying this. The thought pleased him. Rach was on her back beside him now, her eyes closed. He glanced around the park to see if anyone was watching. No one was. He could swoop in for a kiss and no one would catch him. No one would care, he told himself. She won’t mind…

  “I can feel you staring.”

  Craig smiled down at her. “So what.”

  She peeked at him with one green eye. “So stop it.”

  “And if I don’t?” Maybe she’d tackle him, push him down on the blanket and…

  She didn’t. She promptly closed her eye and went back to pretending indifference. “I’ll hit you, that’s what.”

  “Not if I do this, you won’t.”

  He’d only meant it to be a short kiss, but the pleasure of touching his lips to hers kept him there longer. Her tongue was velvet soft and warm against his and the slow mating of their mouths quickened his heartbeat even as he told himself, It’s no big deal, just a kiss.

  She nipped his bottom lip and sent heat sliding through his body. The woman could kiss.

  She whispered soft against his lips, “Now why don’t you admit that it’s you who wants me.”

  Table of Contents

  Copyright/Dedication

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Epilogue

  About the Author

 

 

 


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