Sleight of Hand is releasing today! I’m quite excited, this is my first published novella and I do so love Lissie and Xander and I think in a few months I may revisit them and their universe again.
Care for an excerpt? (18 and over only PLEASE!)
SLEIGHT OF HAND BY LAUREN DANE
© Copyright LAUREN DANE, 2006.
All Rights Reserved, Whispers, Inc.
With that same feral grin he’d been wearing some minutes before, he moved back to the balls of his feet. “As you command me then, my sweet. Turn around. Hands on the bar.”
She allowed herself the luxury of closing her eyes for a moment, internally celebrating the knowledge that he’d be inside her in mere moments. Turning, she gripped the bar, her body slightly bent, and her ankles hobbled by her pants.
Shivers rose as his hands stroked down her spine. Gentle and seductive, warmth spread in the wake of his touch. He continued over the curve of her ass and slipped between her legs. Those questing fingers spread her open and drew her honey through her folds. Desire slick and drunk with need, she pushed back against him with a whimper.
Chuckling, he leaned in and kissed the back of her neck. She gasped and then sighed as she felt him press the fat head of his cock against her gate and began his inexorable push into her body.
“Great god,” he murmured. “Lissie, you feel so fucking good around my cock.” Grunting, he pulled nearly all of the way back out, and with a flex of his hips, slamming back into her. Her reflection in the polished surface of the bar showed her biting her bottom lip. Before her eyes fluttered closed, she saw his lips curve up into a satisfied smile. “This is going to be over quick, I want you too much. I’ll be more refined next time. For now, hang on.”
His body caged her. Her heart belonged to him. She was his, and she was helpless to do little more than grip the bar tightly and hold on as he fucked into her in deep digs. A moan escaped her as he rolled and pinched a nipple with one hand. The other moved to her clit, flicking over it with a feather light touch. The way he knew her body was comforting and frightening all at once.
He increased his speed and hammered into her wet flesh as she writhed, trying to move, but held in place by his body and her pants. “I like you bound. We’re going to have to try that more often,” he said in her ear.
He loved her beyond redemption. Beyond reason. He would have done anything to have gotten her back. He realized and accepted that as her pussy sucked at him, pulling him back into her body’s embrace.
He loved the way she smiled, her laugh, the fearless way she ran her business and stood up for herself. He’d been bowled over by the way she’d softened toward his brother and hadn’t shown Alex any of her hesitation about having him with her in her house. He’d been afraid to admit it, but he couldn’t deny it any longer. He couldn’t hide behind love proxy words and phrases like he’d been falling for her or that he really enjoyed her. No. He loved her.
That realization, along with the way her pussy clutched at him, pushed him over the edge. He increased the pressure on her clit and nipple as he felt his orgasm build, rolling through his body from the tip of his toes to the top of his head. His scalp tingled and he threw back his head and whispered her name as his pleasure unleashed and poured into her body.
After the waves had crashed over him and she’d come, he bent, laying his head on her shoulder. Breathing hard, he enjoyed the feel of her pussy muscles twitching and grabbing at him. Loved the heat of her skin against his cheek and the scent of her body, of clean sweat and coconut. The scent of their sex mingled in the air.
Getting his breath back, he straightened and stood, tucking himself back into his jeans. Unable to resist, he pressed a kiss at the back of her neck.
