Hi Readers,
Before I head out to do some last minute Christmas shopping, I thought I'd share an excerpt from Body Shots. Enjoy! http://www.amazon.com/Body-Shots-Masters-Pleasure-Book-ebook/dp/B00J7W1E98/
A Touch of Amber-- February 2016!
http://annerainey.com
Before I head out to do some last minute Christmas shopping, I thought I'd share an excerpt from Body Shots. Enjoy! http://www.amazon.com/Body-Shots-Masters-Pleasure-Book-ebook/dp/B00J7W1E98/
Trent cupped her face in his large, calloused
palms. “I don’t want to keep picking at this wound. You’re here now, and I want
to show you something.”
Crystal looked around and realized Brad had
disappeared. “Yes, I’m here. I’m not sure why I haven’t walked out yet, though.”
“Come with me,” he said as he led her to the
private apartment upstairs. Once inside, he flipped on the light and said, “I’ve
missed you.”
“Trent,” she said his name in warning as she
crossed her arms over her chest.
His expression was one of comfort, as if he was trying
to let her know that everything would be okay. His anger dissipated, and he was
once again in control of his emotions. She wished she was so quick to bounce
back. But then his heart wasn’t breaking with every sliver of time she spent
with him. He didn’t know that she was deeply, madly, helplessly in love.
Trent reached out for her hand, and Crystal stared
at it a moment as if in a daze, then finally she took it. He held it tight and
pulled her over to the bed. He gently sat her down on the side of the bed, then
to her utter shock, he knelt in front of her and said, “I’m sorry for what I
said. I’ve been slowly dying since you left me.”
In that moment, Crystal saw a vulnerable side to
Trent. He’d seemed so confident and in control. Watching him now, she knew she
wasn’t the only one with their emotions in overdrive. It went a long way to
soothe her ravaged heart.
“You don’t
want any other men except Mac and me,” he whispered. “You sure as hell don’t
want Brad.”
It wasn’t a question, but she answered him anyway.
“No, and it’s frustrating, believe me.”
He frowned. “Why does this bother you, baby?”
“Because you’re no good for me, Trent. You
insulted me, and still here I sit.” She covered her face in her hands and
groaned.
Trent pried her fingers away and brought them to
his lips, where he kissed each fingertip with relish. Crystal opened her eyes
to see Trent staring at her hands.
“You were slipping through my fingers, like water.
I thought to capture you before you were gone completely.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I reacted badly with you,” he explained as he
looked back up at her. “I wanted you to stay and you made me feel...needy. I’m
not real good at feeling needy. It goes against my very nature.” He stroked her
cheek with his thumb and murmured, “You send me out of control every time you’re
near me.”
She understood because she felt the same way. “This
may come as a shock, but you aren’t the only one who hates that feeling.”
Trent’s eyes held hers captive as he wrapped his
hand around the nape of her neck and drew her close. “Mm, so I’m beginning to
see,” he murmured, then he kissed her. It was so brief and soft, she barely had
time to take in his scent before he pulled away. “This evening is for you.”
She had no idea what he meant by that, but when he
released her and pushed her backward until she was sprawled atop the cool
blankets, she forgot everything she was thinking. Her worries flew out the
window as erotic images of her gorgeous lover filled her head.
A Touch of Amber-- February 2016!
http://annerainey.com
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