The Men of CCD: Slow Seduction excerpt
Clinton’s talented mouth moved over hers, devouring every common sense in her mind. Jenisha struggled to get away from him. She was at work and needed to set an example. She couldn’t let him take control of her mind and body like this; it just wasn’t right.
She heard a moan coming from somewhere, but she knew it couldn’t be her. She didn’t moan for a man she barely knew in the middle of the hallway. Jenisha felt Clinton’s mouth move to take several quick nibbles at the side of her neck, leaving her mouth burning with fire. Standing on tiptoes, she moved her head to give him better access to her neck.
Lifting his mouth from her neck, Clinton brushed a gentle kiss across her forehead. “I knew you would taste good,” he whispered as he moved away from her.
She stepped back and tried to regain her composure. Biting her lips, she looked away from the direct stare of his eyes. She could feel the heat of his gaze on the side of her face, but she refused to look at him.
What was it about this man that made her act this away? He blew her mind with one innocent kiss in a matter of seconds. What could he do if she fully trusted him?
Turning away from Clinton, Jenisha headed for her classroom and shoved his earth-shattering kiss to the back of her mind. She would have plenty of time to think about it tonight while she was alone in bed.
Shoving his hands into his pants, Clinton followed behind Jenisha. He smiled at her retreating and plotted how soon he could steal another kiss from her. He wasn’t satisfied with a short trip to paradise. He wanted a round trip ticket when it came to Jenisha.
Release date is Jan.26th from Phaze books
Crossing the Railroad excerpt:
“Do you really have to leave?” the soft feminine voice whispered while trailing kisses down the lower part of his back. “I thought we were going to spend the day getting to know each other, making love, and having fun.”
Logan hated leaving Joy, but he was needed at the station. New information. A good solid lead had come in this time, and he wasn’t going to miss being a part of it. He was glad Peggy had called him, but he was pissed it meant he was leaving Joy all warm and sexy in his bed.
“Sweetheart, I would love to stay here with you, but I can’t. I swear I’ll make it up to you.” Looking over his shoulder, Logan winked then smiled at Joy before getting up off the bed. “You’re more than welcome to stay here. I would love to come home and find you naked waiting for me in bed. Hell, that’s every guy’s fantasy, having a hot woman in his bed.
Shaking her head, Joy got out of the rumpled bed, pulling the sheet with her. He loved her modesty. It was so sweet. After everything they did last night, she was still shy about showing off her body in daylight. He was going find a way to make that happen. Joy had a gorgeous body and shouldn’t have to hide it from him.
“No, I should go home. I have to make sure Dymond didn’t destroy the house while I was gone.”
“Do you think she would do that?” Logan asked as he strolled toward his closet.
“I’m positive that she didn’t. Dymond isn’t like that. She has a wild streak sometimes, and I think she likes to test my patience, but she would never do anything to make me not trust her.”
Finding what clothes she could in his bedroom, Joy got dressed. “I’m going into the living room to find the rest of my clothes.”
Logan eyed Joy’s bare breasts and felt his morning erection get even harder. Shit, why didn’t he take her up on her offer earlier for a little fun?
“Do you need me to help you look?”
Joy laughed softly and shook her head. “I believe I know what my own clothes look like.” The beginning of a smile tipped the corners of her full lips. She glanced down at his erection before leaving the room.
“Did she really think I wasn’t going to take her up on her sexy offer?” Logan said under his breath as he followed Joy out of his bedroom door. Easing up behind her, he slipped his arms around her waist.
“Logan, what are you doing?” Joy shrieked, moving around, trying to get out of his light hold.
“I’m taking you up on your offer.” He didn’t allow Joy a chance to reply before he took her over to the couch. Sitting down, he pulled her between his legs and made fast work of her underwear. Logan lifted Joy above his throbbing erection and entered her with one fast thrust.
“Shit, baby,” he moaned as Joy’s body welcomed his. Logan thought she felt so fantastic as his hands just held her hips in place so she wouldn’t be able to move. He wanted to enjoy the moment while it lasted. Pulling her torso forward, Logan licked at her perky nipples before easing one into his mouth.
“Oh, Logan,” Joy murmured as her hips started moving up and down. “That’s feels so unbelievable.”
Letting go of Joy’s nipple, Logan glanced down watching as his erection went in and out of her wetness underneath her skirt. The sight of their different colors turned him on even more. If he wasn’t horny before, he was over the edge now.
He wanted to go slow. He honestly did, but Joy just felt so right and good. Today was better than last night. He would have bet a million dollars it wouldn’t have been possible and lost. He wasn’t going to give Joy up for anything in the world. She was his, and if she wasn’t aware of it, she would be before the day was over.
Logan slid his hands underneath Joy’s short flirty skirt and held her bare ass in his palms, meeting her thrust for thrust. “You’re mine,” he growled deep in his throat. “Say it.”
Dark brown eyes connected with his, and Joy shook her head. “No.”
“I’m serious. Say you’re mine.”
“I won’t do it,” she tossed back as she bounced her perfect body against his thighs.
The sound of their wet bodies slapping together echoed in the room making Logan want to find his release soon, but he couldn’t until Joy admitted what he needed to hear.
Holding her still so she couldn’t move, Logan watched Joy for a few minutes to see if what he was doing was finally setting in. “Answer me.”
“Let me go. I need…” she whimpered trying to move her hips.
“What do you need baby?”
“No, I don’t. Why don’t you tell me?”
“I want you to move,” Joy answered wiggling her lower body the best she could in his firm grip.
Logan sucked in a breath between his teeth. Joy was killing him without her even knowing it. However, he was going to see this out. Besides, who said that he couldn’t have a little fun with his sex?
“Oh, you mean like this?” He lifted Joy up and brought her back down inch by inch over his erection.
“Yes, but faster,” she panted.
“I wish I could help you, but I can’t until I hear the words. Are you willing to tell me the words?”
Biting her plump bottom lip, Joy shook her head. He loved how her mind and body were at odds with each other. The battle of wills between them was a turn-on. “Let me see if I can help you with that.”
Once again, he raised Joy back up over his cock until only the tip was left in her and then slowly fed her the rest of him until her tight ass rested against his thighs again. He loved the way her breast bounced with each movement. There wasn’t a sexier sight than a woman’s bare breasts, in his opinion.
“Please stop teasing me,” Joy begged, grabbing his arms. “I can’t take much more.”
“You know how to make it end,” he taunted, softly. “Say you’re mine, and I’ll give you the orgasm your body is screaming for.”
“Logan, you aren’t playing fair.”
“Honey, I never said I was a fair man,” Logan tossed back as he picked up Joy for the last time, he hoped. The slickness of her body was coating his cock, and he was barely holding on to his thread of control. His game of trying to break Joy was beginning to backfire on him.
“God, I’m yours,” Joy shouted. “Please, don’t tease me anymore. I can’t take it. I’m dying to come.”
“FINALLY!” Logan growled deep in his throat as he thrust deep into Joy. They screamed in unison as their releases hit them.
Release date Fed.9th from Phaze Books
Boss Man excerpt:
The popping of the thunder through the house made Fancy snuggle deeper into the covers. Lighting flashed outside in the sky as the rain pounded against the windows. The storm had been going on for close to an hour and it wasn’t showing any signs of letting up any time soon.
She had hated thunderstorms since she was a little girl. They had always terrified her for some reason and she never knew why. Back then her mother would tell her to closer her eyes and think of something or someone she loved and everything would be okay. It worked back then, but it wasn’t doing a thing for her now. The rainfalls back in Kentucky were bad, but this storm tonight in Texas was ten times worst.
God, she would love to go and see it Maxwell would let her stay with him until it passed, but he would probably laugh at her and then tell her to get out of this room.
“I can handle this. I’m strong. I don’t need Maxwell’s help.” A second after the words left Fancy’s mouth a loud poop roared outside her window. Jumping out of the bed, she raced down the hallway and into Maxwell’s room.
She closed the door softly behind her and inched her way over to the bed. Her mouth went dry at the sight of Maxwell’s bare chest dusted with fine blond hairs over a washed board stomach.
The leg closet to her was bent at the knee and the other one was straight. His left arm was lying across his perfect abs while his right rested at his other side. If she wasn’t so scared, Fancy would have thought twice about being in a bedroom with a half naked man since she wasn’t giving it a second though. She reached out and gave Maxwell’s should a good shake.
“Maxwell, wake up,” she whispered, shaking his shoulder.
Maxwell moaned something in his sleep but other than that he didn’t say a word or open his eyes.
“Maxwell, wake up please,” Fancy shook him again only harder this time and still nothing.
“Great, he’s no help to me.” Removing her hand, Fancy turned to leave, but gasped instead when she landed on the bed and found Maxwell wide-awake looming over her prone body.
“Fancy, what in the hell are you doing in my bedroom this late at night?” he questioned at his eyes raked over the parts of her body that was exposed.
Coming in Feb. from Red Rose Publishing.