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An Excerpt From: TY’S TEMPTATION
Copyright ©
PATRICE MICHELLE, 2006.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing,
Inc.
She cut the engine and turned off the car’s lights,
dousing the house in darkness. After she’d shut her car door and approached
the porch, she couldn’t decide which was louder, the buzzing of night bugs
or her own pulse racing in her ears.
Ty had his arms crossed over his chest in a casual
stance. When she stood on the step below him, he didn’t move or say a word.
But even in the moon’s light, she saw the glitter of desire in his gaze as
he raked it down her body.
“I won’t make you any promises.”
“I don’t expect any.” Her lower stomach muscles tensed
at his curt, dark tone.
“My way.”
“Fine.” She lifted her chin a notch at the challenge in
his gaze. It was as if he were goading her, trying to get her to cry off.
“Come here,” he commanded, his voice a low rumble.
Taking a deep breath, Evan climbed the final step and
stood in front of him.
He didn’t move, didn’t lower his arms. He just stared at
her with his intense gaze. Yet she felt his heat and her body reacted to
his closeness…even with the wall of control and folded arms he held between
them.
The tense silence lingering between them was getting to
her. Evan started to speak, to break the tension, but Ty chose that moment
to lower his arms and take a step toward her.
“What did he do to you?” he asked.
“What?” She took a step back.
“If Chad didn’t have sex with you, how far did he get?”
he grated out as he turned and took another step.
His action forced her to back toward the door if she
wanted to keep her gaze locked with his. Why did she feel he was
purposefully goading her?
The toe of his boot landed between her feet on the
floorboards. He crowded her personal space, his broad shoulders making her
feel small for a woman of her height. Or was it his dominant charisma that
made her feel that way? The tension emanating from him caused her to take
another step back, but this time her boot heel hit the front door. Her
heart raced while her stomach clenched at his question.
“I don’t see what Chad and I did has any relevance.”
The moon’s light behind him immersed Ty’s face in
shadows. He placed a hand on the door behind her, caging her in.
“Did he touch you, bring you to climax with his hands?”
he continued in a husky tone.
Evan’s heart raced at his relentless, intimate
questions.
When she didn’t respond, Ty lowered his face close to
hers. “It doesn’t matter. For the next couple of days, I’m going to be the
only man on your mind, the only man you want sliding inside you.”
There was something about the quiet certainty of his
tone that scared her. It wasn’t arrogance on his part, but more an assured
confidence that had her breath hitching in her throat. Could she handle
what Ty was sure to throw her way?
“I’m going to push you to your limit, take you out of
your comfort zone.”
Her spine stiffened at his low threat. “How do you know
I won’t take you out of yours?”
White teeth flashed in the dark. She felt his feral
smile like a tiger running his tongue along her shoulder, sampling his prey
before he took his first, deep bite.
“You’re welcome to try.”
It was now or never. She had to show him she was no
one’s patsy to be pushed around.
Evan grasped his package through his jeans then ran her
fingers over his erection before cupping his cock.
She felt his body tense and heard his hissing intake of
breath. She gave him a knowing smile. “I’m ready.”
Ty reached down and pried her fingers off his erection.
Lacing his hand with hers, he grasped her other hand and pulled them up
over her head. He pressed her hands against the door behind her. “I said,
my way.”
Her heart galloped at the forceful warning in his tone.
Did he think he was going to lead the entire time? She might be innocent in
some ways, but she definitely had a mind of her own and she damned well
planned to use it.
“Kiss me, damn it,” she demanded.
Instead of kissing her mouth, Ty’s lips grazed her jaw.
She gasped at the sensation of his five o’clock shadow
rasping against her soft skin. When she tried to turn her mouth toward his,
he moved his lips to her neck and nipped at her skin.
His hot breath bathed her neck as he kissed a trail to
the hollow at the base of her throat. Evan moaned at the torture he seemed
willing to put her though. “You’re going in the wrong direction.”
“Shhh,” he said before he kissed her chin.
Ty’s mouth felt warm and moist and so damn sexy. How
could he expect her to just stand there and take it?
When he kissed the corner near her mouth, she tried once
more to capture his mouth with hers, but he grasped her lower lip between
his teeth and held her still.
Evan panted at his need to establish the pace between
them. It made her want to push his buttons, to shove him over the edge.
She flicked her tongue out and traced it along his upper
lip.
Ty’s fingers tightened around hers right before he
covered her lips with his. His tongue thrust against hers in one of the
hottest kisses she’d ever experienced. Heat flooded from her breasts all
the way down to her center.
Evan tried to pull her hands free in order to wrap her
arms around him, but a low growl rumbled in his chest as he held her still.
Other than his hands, lips and tongue, no other part of his body touched
hers.
And, ohmigod, what he could do with those sexy lips and
that seductive tongue. He delved deep in slow, methodical thrusts,
exploring her mouth, teasing her tongue, making her ache to feel him inside
her just like that.
“Let me go. I want to touch you,” she panted between
kisses.
“No,” Ty said before he pressed his mouth against hers,
harder this time.
No? What the hell? Anger filled her and she bit down on
his tongue, stopping their kiss. Releasing his tongue she asked, “Aren’t
you going to touch me?”
Ty let go of her hands and took a step away with a tense
look on his face.
“Tomorrow.”
Tomorrow? Was he screwing with her mind? He was only
here for a few more days. His tense shoulders and the rise and fall of his
chest told her he wanted to go further.
She narrowed her gaze. “Are you teasing me?”
He shook his head. “No. I told you. We’ll do this my
way. You can back out at any time you want.”
Evan clenched her jaw in frustration. The man was
determined to draw this out. Suffering sexual frustration was not her idea
of fun. She’d had enough of that on her own.
Grabbing the doorknob behind her, she opened the door
and bit out, “Your loss.”
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