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Excerpts From: HEARTS ARE WILD
An Excerpt From: HEARTS AFIRE
Copyright PATRICE MICHELLE, 2004.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave, Inc.
Here, let me help ya. Strong
hands came around her waist at the same time the man spoke. His hard chest
pressed against her back, causing her to freeze and her heart race.
He smelled so good, like faint cologne and leather. God,
he smelled of leather, she thought as he easily lifted her so she
could retrieve the brush. The smell of leather was the ultimate turn-on for
her. Sabrina quickly grabbed the brush and waited for the stranger to set
her down so she could see his face.
Instead, he lowered her slowly to the ground as he said
in a low, husky voice, its deep timbre skidding
down her spine, I dont think Id ever be allowed on this property again
He paused and let go of her waist with one hand so he could push her heavy
braid away from her neck as he finished with a whisper in her ear, if Colt
knew the impure thoughts running through my head right now.
Sabrinas heart slammed in her chest at her reaction to
this man, a man shed yet to see, a man who had the hots
for Elise, big time!
As she started to speak, the man set her away from him
saying in a gruff tone, Im sorry, Elise. I shouldnt have said that.
Sabrina turned around, saying, Well, I guess its a
good thing Im not Elise, so those impure thoughts can just stay between
you and me.
When she let her gaze scan the mans six-feet-tall form,
the first thing that came to mind was definitely impure thoughts Did he
ever trip her triggerwow!
An Excerpt From: WILD HEARTS
Copyright
CHEYENNE MCCRAY, 2004.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave, Inc.
Kev
gave a low chuckle that caused Nicole to shiver beneath him. Finally got
you where I want you, he murmured close to her ear, causing the fine hairs
to rise on her neck again.
Nothing
doing. She was not going to have anything to do with Kev, no matter that shed made the bet. Not that her
cousins would even know.
Nicole
rose up and pushed him away from her. You just back off, Kev Grand.
She
twisted aroundand found his face just inches from hers, his arms on either
side of her, still braced on the trunk. For a moment she couldnt move,
couldnt think. Hed shaved off his mustache, but he looked just as
hard-edged and weathered, and just as much of a bad boy as ever.
His
straw Stetson shaded his hazel eyes so that all she could see was his
angular jaw, his firm lips, and his tanned face. Damn, but a man in a
Stetson turned her on. With one finger he pushed up the brim of his hat.
She caught her breath as his gaze settled on her lips, then slowly traveled
down to her full cleavage, her breasts nearly spilling out of her tight
little dress. Her eyes followed his to her nipples, which were hard and
oh-so-obvious through the thin material.
His
gaze returned to hers and his mouth quirked into a sexy grin. Why, Nicole Landford, I do believe youve got the hots for me.
You
wish. She tossed her hair over her shoulder. Cocky sonofabitch.
Kevs
eyes fixed on her breasts again. He raised his hand and brushed his
knuckles across her nipples in a slow movement.
Nicoles
knees went weak. In that instant, she could picture him hiking up her dress
and placing her bare ass on the trunk of her vette.
Hed drive his cock into her pussy and fuck her like there was no tomorrow.
His
gaze met hers again, and there was definitely smugness mixed with desire in
his eyes. He knew exactly what he was doing to her, exactly what she was
thinking.
And
that pissed her off.
Bastard.
Nicole slammed her fist into Kevs gut, her
knuckles coming into contact with his solid abs.
He
didnt even flinch. Instead he grabbed her hand and drew her tight against
him, so tight she could feel his erection against her belly, right through
his Wranglers.
Like
it hard and rough, do you, hon? He blocked her
arms against her sides, grabbed her ass and pressed her tighter against his
cock. I always knew you would.
Nicole
swallowed. Kev was talking like he knew all her
fantasieshow she wanted a man to take control rather than always being the
one to push things to the limit.
An Excerpt From: BRANDED HEARTS
Copyright NELISSA DONOVAN, 2004.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave, Inc.
I cant believe they talked me into wearing this, Lily
muttered as she wriggled in the airline seat, the satin thong slipping even
further up her rear. Who ever heard of wearing a micro mini on a three-hour
plane flight?
Insanity. Total and absolute insanity.
She eyed the middle-aged businessman next to her.
Immaculate and comfortable in his sensible gray suit, Lily envied him. And
despite her Im-an-available-whore attire, hed been a perfect gentleman.
Which proved the point shed made to Nic and Bri. It didnt
matter how they dressed her up, or more appropriately, slutted
her down, Lily Whitman just didnt exude sex appeal.
As to that ridiculous bet
Lily flicked another glance at Mr. Perfect Suit. Nope.
No vibes. No trigger tripping as Bri would have
put it. Thank God. How many times had she promised her cousins that she
wouldnt welch on their wager? Ten, at least.
Maybe more.
No welching, Lil, Bri had said with that
Ill-make-you-pay-if-you-flake-out look. If you get cold feet, call us,
and well set those beautiful tootsies back on the path of lust and
self-gratification, got it?
Self-gratification, right. Lily was perfectly gratified
by her job as Southwestern Artifacts Curator at the Bisbee Museum.
Sure, cleaning up, cataloging and presenting early southwestern artifacts
wasnt the most glamorous job, but it had its perks. Lily was always keen
to travel locales across the western United States to analyze finds,
and in some cases, purchase them for the museum. And then there was the
fact that she was simply passionate about early American history.
Especially Native American history.
Not trustworthy, Lily grumbled to herself as the pilot
finally announced their stop, which earned her a glance from Mr. Suit. She
gave him a quick smile before squeezing past him. Excuse me, Lily
murmured. He smiled and moved into the aisle as she reached overhead for
her laptop, the four inch heels Nichole had strapped her in wobbling like
crazy. Finally wrenching the laptop free of the other briefcases crammed
into the small space, Lily turned.
Only to find Mr. Suit had been staring all googlie-eyed at her legs and ass.
As his eyes finally made the trek to her face, he
flashed an oily smile. Lilys first thought was to curl her lip and push
past the asshole, but her cousins disapproving faces filled her mind.
Reacting in her normal fashion wasnt part of the deal, and if she wasnt
going to follow through, why come at all?
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