Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Mid-Week Tease - More From A Slow-Burning Dance


Welcome to Mid Week Tease hosted by Sandra Bunino.

Authors: this is a great opportunity to spotlight a few lines or even a paragraph or two from a new release or backlisted title. Readers: you get to sample some delicious snippets! We’ll do our best to tease, titillate and tantalize you into the weekend.

Today I'm offering another snippet from my upcoming release, A SLOW-BURNING DANCE. This is book five of The Weathermen, and it releases in just two days, on Friday October 16!! ...

Damien has taken Sela to a concert, and he's gone to get them some drinks during an intermission. Sela is all alone in their private seats...

She placed two fingers on her lips, tracing the outline. She could still feel his mouth crushing them, and she could still taste him. Tiny jolts of electricity ran up and down her arms as she closed her eyes and let the memories of that perfect, molten kiss wash over her. She imagined his mouth and tongue on her neck, her breasts, and her pussy, licking and probing until he drew the most perfect, complete surrender from her.

As she pictured him undressing her, slowly, torturing her with deliberateness, her hand moved across her breasts and then down to her thighs. Her pussy was soaked. She didn’t need to reach under her dress to know that. She hadn’t been this turned on in a long time, and Damien was as much the cause of it as the music, the dancing, and the food earlier.

Her eyes snapped open, but he wasn’t back yet. If the size of the crowd was any indication, it would be a while before he returned. She closed her eyes again and tried to picture Damien naked. His clothes couldn’t hide the muscles in his arms and torso, and she knew from what Santino had said that he worked out regularly. If the erection she’d glimpsed was an indication, his cock was more than adequate to satisfy her.

Sela’s hand slipped under her skirt, and she rubbed her panties. They were, as she’d guessed, totally soaked. She really should have brought along another pair, but it hadn’t occurred to her that she’d become so aroused.

How did Damien make love? Would he take his time, working her into a frenzy, or would he go at her like a man who hadn’t had sex in a couple of decades? Either way at this point would be fine with her. She liked it rough and tumble, but it was fun to slow down as well. Maybe they’d do both?

She heard a noise behind her and jumped, pulling her hand free and whirling around in her seat. Damien stood there, holding a cardboard tray with large bottles of water and some kind of food in the center. She wasn’t really focused on the food or the water. All she saw was the humor and molten lust in his eyes. Fuck. Shit. He’d seen her. Madre de Dios. There was no way to explain this away.

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This is from A SLOW-BURNING DANCE, the fifth book in my series, The Weathermen, which releases October 16th!! You can find the first four books - AN APPETITE FOR BLACKMAIL, OBSESSION BY DESIGN, THE PRICE OF SECRECY, and EXCLUSIVE ACCESS HERE, from Evernight Publishing.

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10 comments:

  1. Uh-oh - sounds like trouble! I look forward to finding out what happens next.

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  2. This looks like the start of sexy fun times. Great teaser, Ravenna.

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  3. LOL Caught in the act! Though, I doubt he'll mind. Great tease and congrats on your release Friday! :)

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  4. LOL, busted! I get the feeling he won't mind at all ;-) Fabulous tease, Ravenna :-)

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