| Author: | Britten Thorne | ISBN: | 1230000186116 |
| Publisher: | Britten Thorne | Publication: | September 23, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Britten Thorne |
| ISBN: | 1230000186116 |
| Publisher: | Britten Thorne |
| Publication: | September 23, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Curvy nurse Maggie never dreamed that a handsome fireman would be interested in her. But she attracts the attention of Will, a big man with a bigger secret. Sparks ignite when these two get together - will Maggie give in to their fiery passion? Or will Will’s secret douse the flames?
Warning: This 9000 word short contains explicit language and graphic adult content, including hot and steamy sex between a curvy young lady and a fire-fighting werewolf.
Excerpt:
He sauntered towards me, his eyes heated, and I stood frozen like frightened prey. "It's pretty rude to forget a man's name," he said, his voice low and dark.
"I'm sorry!" I squeaked. What I meant was, "Please calm down it's not a big deal," but the apology was what came out. He stood in front of me, in my space. My feet felt glued to the floor - he was close enough that I could feel his body heat, and if felt good. My heart pounded so loud, I was afraid he could hear it.
"You're afraid?"
"No," I said. There were alarm bells going off in my head, but they weren't out of fear. It felt like he was toying with me. Maybe he thought he was being funny, but he was way too sexy for me to find him amusing. He was just turning me on. I looked up at him. No smirk, now, just that heat, that hunger.
Suddenly, with a movement too fast for me to see, he seized my shoulders. "You'll drive me mad, woman. I can't get the scent of you or of my head. And you make it even worse, scampering about without underwear. You're going to pay for it."
"What?!" His words made no sense, though “scent” stuck in my head, made me think there was a connection there. All I could focus on, though, was how strong he was, how good those hands felt squeezing my arms, how intoxicating it was to be so close to him. He ought to not tease a girl like this. He knows what kind of effect he has. He must.
"Well? Are you going to tell me to stop?"
I furrowed my brows. "Stop what?"
He snarled. It was a strangely exasperated sound. Then his mouth descended onto mine, taking my breath away.
I stood in shock for a moment. His lips slid against my lips; heated them, melded with them, devoured them. Devoured me. I was surrounded by his scent, that masculine essence that gripped me from the moment I met him. When the gears in my head started turning again, I was on my toes, my arms wrapped tight around his neck.
Curvy nurse Maggie never dreamed that a handsome fireman would be interested in her. But she attracts the attention of Will, a big man with a bigger secret. Sparks ignite when these two get together - will Maggie give in to their fiery passion? Or will Will’s secret douse the flames?
Warning: This 9000 word short contains explicit language and graphic adult content, including hot and steamy sex between a curvy young lady and a fire-fighting werewolf.
Excerpt:
He sauntered towards me, his eyes heated, and I stood frozen like frightened prey. "It's pretty rude to forget a man's name," he said, his voice low and dark.
"I'm sorry!" I squeaked. What I meant was, "Please calm down it's not a big deal," but the apology was what came out. He stood in front of me, in my space. My feet felt glued to the floor - he was close enough that I could feel his body heat, and if felt good. My heart pounded so loud, I was afraid he could hear it.
"You're afraid?"
"No," I said. There were alarm bells going off in my head, but they weren't out of fear. It felt like he was toying with me. Maybe he thought he was being funny, but he was way too sexy for me to find him amusing. He was just turning me on. I looked up at him. No smirk, now, just that heat, that hunger.
Suddenly, with a movement too fast for me to see, he seized my shoulders. "You'll drive me mad, woman. I can't get the scent of you or of my head. And you make it even worse, scampering about without underwear. You're going to pay for it."
"What?!" His words made no sense, though “scent” stuck in my head, made me think there was a connection there. All I could focus on, though, was how strong he was, how good those hands felt squeezing my arms, how intoxicating it was to be so close to him. He ought to not tease a girl like this. He knows what kind of effect he has. He must.
"Well? Are you going to tell me to stop?"
I furrowed my brows. "Stop what?"
He snarled. It was a strangely exasperated sound. Then his mouth descended onto mine, taking my breath away.
I stood in shock for a moment. His lips slid against my lips; heated them, melded with them, devoured them. Devoured me. I was surrounded by his scent, that masculine essence that gripped me from the moment I met him. When the gears in my head started turning again, I was on my toes, my arms wrapped tight around his neck.
