Just One Taste(37)
He set a pounding rhythm, matching the vibe. Between the two, she couldn’t hold out. She pressed back and rode the wave. The vibrator slid over her G-spot while Eric moved behind her.
She felt him shudder as her whole body seemed to shake with the force of her pleasure.
He called out her name and a sense of peace swept over her.
This was what she’d waited for, what she’d been missing.
EPILOGUE
Deena hugged her mom as she stepped out of the auditorium where graduation had been held. She’d worried a little that she would be one of the oldest graduates there, but she’d found herself surrounded by people of all ages. It seemed the seeking of a better life wasn’t only for the twenty-year-olds of the world.
Sometimes a woman simply had to be ready to find a new way.
“I’m so proud of you.” Her mother held her tight.
“I’m proud of you, too.” She’d been very surprised to discover that the reason her mom hadn’t wanted to stay with her was because she’d brought a date. Deena looked over and saw Eric talking to her mother’s new boyfriend. Tiffany, Macon, and Ally were standing there as well, forming a circle as they waited for her. Graham Sinclair was an attractive man in his early sixties. He was a professor who taught philosophy at a local college. They’d met online when her mother had found the courage to move on with her life.
“He’s a good man,” her mother said, looking over at the group.
“He seems that way. I like him a lot.” She’d only met him yesterday morning at breakfast, but he’d been a gentleman with her mother. He’d pulled out the chair for her, made certain she had everything she needed. It was good to see someone putting her mother first.
Her mother smiled. “I was talking about your Eric. He came to my hotel last night and we talked for a while. He wanted me to understand that he’s serious about you. Though I suspect if I hadn’t given him my blessing¸ he would have simply tried again.”
So that’s where he’d gone on his night off. She’d been out with her friends. Eric had shown up to make sure they all got home all right, but he’d let them have fun on their own.
He was a very indulgent Master.
“He’s persistent,” Deena allowed. “And I’m pretty sure I’m going to marry that man. I’m so happy you found Graham, Mom. I kind of thought you would be alone for the rest of your life.”
Her mother sighed as they started to walk toward their men. “I thought so, too, and then I really thought about what happened with you and Eddie. I remember what I said to you at the time. Sweetheart, I was unfair. I was angry and bitter. I’m so sorry about that. When you started college, I realized how strong you were. I wanted to be that way, too. I was selfish to ask you to come home. Sometimes it’s easier to stay in the mud than it is to pull yourself out of it. Life taught me that. But you taught me something else, baby girl. You taught me that I can be more. I can be brave. I think I’m going to marry Graham. We’ll have to coordinate our schedules.”
She never thought she’d hear those words from her mom. Deena hugged her again, her heart full. “I’m so happy for you.”
“Hey, let’s take this to Top and get some lunch,” Eric said, his hand sliding into hers.
She smiled up at him. That was where it was supposed to be.
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SEDUCTION IN SESSION
The Perfect Gentlemen, Book 2
By Shayla Black and Lexi Blake
Coming January 5, 2016
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Privileged, wealthy, and wild: they are the Perfect Gentlemen of Creighton Academy. But the threat of a scandal has one of them employing his most deceptive—and seductive—talents…
Recruited into the CIA at a young age, Connor Sparks knows how dirty the world can be. Only when he’s with his friends can he find some peace. So when an anonymous journalist threatens one of the Perfect Gentlemen, Connor vows to take down the person behind the computer, by whatever means necessary—even if it means posing as his target’s bodyguard.
Publishing a tabloid revealing Washington’s most subversive scandals has earned Lara Armstrong the ire of the political scene—and a slew of death threats. To keep herself from ending up a headline, Lara hires a bodyguard, a man as handsome as he is lethal.
When the bullets start to fly, Lara is surprised to find herself in Connor’s arms. But as they begin to unravel a mystery that just might bring down the White House, Lara is devastated when she discovers Connor’s true identity—and finds herself at the mercy of forces who will stop at nothing to advance their deadly agenda.
* * * *
“You’re stuck with me for a while. We might as well enjoy the time, sweetheart.”
“What does that mean?” The question came out all breathy and come-hithery when she’d really meant it as an intellectual question. Mostly.
“It means follow my lead and we’ll get along nicely. Relax, Lara.” Connor’s mouth hovered right over hers, and she felt his hands trail up her shoulders and caress her neck until he cupped her face. “I’ll take care of you.”
“They’ll never buy it.” She couldn’t quite believe she was standing here with him, her heart threatening to pound out of her chest.
“I’ll make them. And I’ll make you believe it, too.” His mouth descended, covering hers.
Connor was so hard. His lips shouldn’t be that soft. But they were, as well as plump and sensual. It had been years since she’d pressed her body to a man’s and felt his dizzying heat seep into her cold bones until she melted into him.
His hands sank into her tresses. “So fucking much hair. It’s going to make me crazy.”
She wasn’t sure how her hair could do that, but then he kissed her again and she couldn’t think about anything beyond the tingles she felt from having his hands and his mouth on her. He was utterly in control and she didn’t care. So much of her sex life up until that moment had been unremarkable. She loved to cuddle, but the actual sex act hadn’t thrilled her or even meant much. She’d certainly never just given over to a man. Her high school boyfriends had been too shy, and Tom had never liked kissing much. Lara hadn’t minded because he’d been a little sloppy.
There was nothing sloppy about Connor. As he backed her against the cool metal wall of the elevator, he seized her in a slow, thorough melding of lips before he kissed his way over her cheeks, her forehead, and even the tip of her nose, as though he could explore her with his mouth.
“Open to me.” His words sizzled along her skin.
The minute she parted her lips the slightest bit, he was on her. His tongue surged in, sliding against hers in a way that made desire spark and her body shiver. Without even thinking about it, she pressed against his until she could feel the masculine part of him thicken against her belly. He didn’t do the gentlemanly thing and pull back. No. Connor actually rubbed himself against her as if he couldn’t wait to get inside her.
She meant to do the ladylike thing and shove him away . . . except her hands seemed to have the same affliction as her nipples. Before Lara realized it, she’d wrapped his lean waist in her grip. Her left leg slid up his right. He gave a gentle tug on her hair and delved deep inside her mouth, his tongue dominating her.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she felt the elevator stop and heard the ding announcing the fact that they’d reached their destination, but it wasn’t until she heard Tom’s voice that she came out of her haze of lust.
“Lara? What the hell is going on?”
She finally found the will to push Connor away, to bring her leg—god, it was practically around his hip now since she’d been humping the man’s thigh—back down to where it should be. She turned and saw not only Tom wearing a look of pure shock on his face, but Kiki grinning beside him.
“So you hired him after all?” She winked. “Good choice.”
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FROM SANCTUM WITH LOVE
Master and Mercenaries Book 10
By Lexi Blake
Coming February 23, 2016
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Psychologist Kai Ferguson has had his eye on Kori Williamson for a long time. His assistant is everything he’s ever wanted in a partner—smart, caring, witty, and a bit of a masochist. More than a little, actually, but that’s the problem. Kori won’t admit her own desires. She’s afraid of him and what he has to offer. Luckily for her, helping patients face their fears is one of his specialties.