Enjoy this teasing excerpt from RESISTING LILY and watch for the release August 15th!
Laughter drifted from the parking lot to her secluded nook around the side, and she wondered how much longer it would take to get over the stupidity of trying to make a hopeless marriage work. At least she’d looked at a man with interest tonight. That definitely went in the plus column toward getting over her failure with John. A torrid one-night stand with a stranger might be the antidote she needed, if only…
Heavy-booted footfalls pulled her attention out of the clouds a second before the tall, broad-shouldered Don Juan appeared a foot away. Lily gasped in startled awareness, heat enveloping her from head to toe as he stepped closer, his big body enclosing them in the dark corner.
His breath fanned along her cheek in a warm caress as he whispered, “Are you okay?”
Lily couldn’t fathom why he would think otherwise, but the thoughtfulness behind the inquiry and rough rumble of his deep voice ignited the slow burn of need that had been coiling low in her abdomen all night. Raw, primitive lust grabbed hold of her body and common sense, deeper, stronger than she’d experienced when she’d fallen for John. A reckless abandonment gripped her, an ache for pleasure to replace the resurgence of self-recriminations.
Before she chickened out, she hastened to reply, “What…what if I said no?”
He’d draped the long cape over his arm, and she could detect the tightness of his body with her answer, unsure if that was a good sign until he cursed, dropped the cape, and pressed his rock-hard body against her. His head swooped down and he crushed his mouth over hers, kissing her with rough possession, his lips hard and searching, inflaming her senses. The degree to which she responded stunned her, her pussy spasming, filling with liquid heat as she gripped his thick biceps to anchor herself against the frenzied storm of unleashed emotions and lust.
The fake goatee scratched her chin, the plastic mask pressing against her cheek and nose as he slid his hands behind her, one gripping her nape, the other taking firm hold of her buttock. Lily moaned, opening for his tongue, grateful for the dark and his total control that offered so much freedom to just feel. She forgot everything that had come before this stolen decadent moment, the first daring, shameless risk she’d ever taken. His fingers dug into her cheek, holding her pelvis against his throbbing erection as he kneaded her buttock. New sensations erupted across her backside, hot licks of pleasure seeping into her pussy, his lips turning even more aggressive moving over hers.
Lily was so swept up in the rising tide of arousal consuming her, she didn’t notice when he released her nape and opened her blouse until cool air brought goose bumps to her upper chest. She whimpered as a calloused finger slipped inside her bra and brushed her nipple, a shiver racking her body, her only cognizant thought – more. Arching into that finger, she drew her hands up to his broad shoulders, the plumes hanging from his hat tickling her fingers.
The virtual stranger eased up, lifted his mouth off hers, and a desperate plea escaped before she could stop it. “Please.”