away from his mouth. Without the use of sight, his touch was so much more powerful, more pleasurable. The pain was intense, but it quickly died away. Pleasure replaced pain, sliding around her body like silken ribbons and focusing all of her attention on the man before her.
“You like it?” he whispered.
“Yes…” God yes. She wanted more.
~End of Excerpt~
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Breaking Free
by Cathryn Fox
Sweet Jesus.
Alaska Rossi, or rather, Janey Smith was going to be the fucking death of him yet.
Completely naked, Jesse took a distancing step back and bit down on his jaw hard enough to break bone. Desperate for something constructive to do with his hands before they got him into trouble, he ran his fingers through his wet hair and worked to marshal his cock. But how was he supposed to tame his dick when Alaska was tracking his body with those dark, sexy bedroom eyes of hers? As they stood there staring at each other, like they were in the middle of some goddamn Mexican standoff, he shifted restlessly and wondered who was going to make the first move, and more importantly, what that move might be.
When her glance met his again, she blinked thick lashes over come-hither eyes, ones that not only told him she needed so much, but exactly who she needed it from. His glance left her face, and he couldn’t help but notice the telltale hardening of her nipples beneath the oversize night shirt she wore. He stifled a groan of want as he visualized himself ripping that thin piece of material from her body to expose the ripe, innocent girl beneath, one who’d been beckoning his touch in the most mind-fucking ways. He swallowed, and despite his best interest, let his glance dip lower. Christ... He tugged on his hair harder as his brain conjured the path his hands wanted take. As his gaze visually caressed her curves, he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to watch the stifled girl before him blossom beneath his touch.
She was speaking, but damned if he could decipher her words, not when the blood in his body was pooling in his groin region. His gaze moved back to her face, and he watched her mouth, trying to figure out what she was saying, but when she nibbled her bottom lip, his cock grew another inch. Jesus, how could such an innocent gesture be so sexy?
“...a towel?” she said.
“What?” he murmured, working to get himself under control before he did something he could only regret later, like pin her against that wall and give her what she so obviously wanted…what they’ve both wanted for a long time now.
“I…uh… I didn’t realize anyone was in the shower. I thought I was alone here and—”
“Janey.”
“Yeah?” she said, breathlessly.
He cleared his throat and nodded toward her outstretched arm. “Toss it,” he ordered, knowing better than to take a step closer to grab it himself. Fuck, if she was within arm’s reach, there was no way he could be held accountable for what he did next.
She threw it his way. He snatched it out of the air before it hit the floor. He wrapped it around his waist and tucked in the corner, but not before he was gifted with a whiff of her scent. Stifling the groan rising from the depths of his throat, he bit down on the inside of his cheek hard enough to draw blood. Too bad the pain did little to get his erection under control. Shit, if he didn’t get it together soon, they’d both be able to go camping under the tent he was pitching.
He breathed deep in an effort to get his head on straight, but her sweet citrus scent was enough to make a grown
“You like it?” he whispered.
“Yes…” God yes. She wanted more.
~End of Excerpt~
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Breaking Free
by Cathryn Fox
Sweet Jesus.
Alaska Rossi, or rather, Janey Smith was going to be the fucking death of him yet.
Completely naked, Jesse took a distancing step back and bit down on his jaw hard enough to break bone. Desperate for something constructive to do with his hands before they got him into trouble, he ran his fingers through his wet hair and worked to marshal his cock. But how was he supposed to tame his dick when Alaska was tracking his body with those dark, sexy bedroom eyes of hers? As they stood there staring at each other, like they were in the middle of some goddamn Mexican standoff, he shifted restlessly and wondered who was going to make the first move, and more importantly, what that move might be.
When her glance met his again, she blinked thick lashes over come-hither eyes, ones that not only told him she needed so much, but exactly who she needed it from. His glance left her face, and he couldn’t help but notice the telltale hardening of her nipples beneath the oversize night shirt she wore. He stifled a groan of want as he visualized himself ripping that thin piece of material from her body to expose the ripe, innocent girl beneath, one who’d been beckoning his touch in the most mind-fucking ways. He swallowed, and despite his best interest, let his glance dip lower. Christ... He tugged on his hair harder as his brain conjured the path his hands wanted take. As his gaze visually caressed her curves, he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to watch the stifled girl before him blossom beneath his touch.
She was speaking, but damned if he could decipher her words, not when the blood in his body was pooling in his groin region. His gaze moved back to her face, and he watched her mouth, trying to figure out what she was saying, but when she nibbled her bottom lip, his cock grew another inch. Jesus, how could such an innocent gesture be so sexy?
“...a towel?” she said.
“What?” he murmured, working to get himself under control before he did something he could only regret later, like pin her against that wall and give her what she so obviously wanted…what they’ve both wanted for a long time now.
“I…uh… I didn’t realize anyone was in the shower. I thought I was alone here and—”
“Janey.”
“Yeah?” she said, breathlessly.
He cleared his throat and nodded toward her outstretched arm. “Toss it,” he ordered, knowing better than to take a step closer to grab it himself. Fuck, if she was within arm’s reach, there was no way he could be held accountable for what he did next.
She threw it his way. He snatched it out of the air before it hit the floor. He wrapped it around his waist and tucked in the corner, but not before he was gifted with a whiff of her scent. Stifling the groan rising from the depths of his throat, he bit down on the inside of his cheek hard enough to draw blood. Too bad the pain did little to get his erection under control. Shit, if he didn’t get it together soon, they’d both be able to go camping under the tent he was pitching.
He breathed deep in an effort to get his head on straight, but her sweet citrus scent was enough to make a grown
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