From the Novel: "Seabreeze"
He tilted his head to the side and the muscle to the side of his strong jaw pulsed as though he were chewing something—pondering a thought. “I have to say you’re not what I expected.”
His words surprised her.
His tone mused and he cocked his head to the other side. He cupped her face in his hands and bent his face to hers. Close enough to feel his breath slide over her chin, he paused, his thumbs stroked a circular motion across her cheeks. “Not at all,” he breathed. Then with the same feather light touch, he brushed his lips across hers.
Her hands found the contours of his shoulders and she held her balance under the sway of his embrace.
He pulled back again and her breath hitched, lodged in her throat alone with any words she may have had.
“I don’t normally pay,” he said and brushed his nose against hers. “But you are a tasty treat. How much?”
What?!
Elleah started into his penetrating gaze and tried to comprehend the meaning of his words.
He bent and kissed her again. The feel of his mouth moving over hers made her breasts arch towards his touch. “How much,” he groaned against her lips and stepped closer.
Elleah stepped back, grateful for the wall for holding her upright. “Excuse me?”
He leaned towards her again, his smile wide, animalistic—hungry. “You’ll enjoy yourself, I promise.”
The crack of her palm against the planes of his cheek reverberated off the still walls and echoed down the corridor.
He tilted his head to the side and the muscle to the side of his strong jaw pulsed as though he were chewing something—pondering a thought. “I have to say you’re not what I expected.”
His words surprised her.
His tone mused and he cocked his head to the other side. He cupped her face in his hands and bent his face to hers. Close enough to feel his breath slide over her chin, he paused, his thumbs stroked a circular motion across her cheeks. “Not at all,” he breathed. Then with the same feather light touch, he brushed his lips across hers.
Her hands found the contours of his shoulders and she held her balance under the sway of his embrace.
He pulled back again and her breath hitched, lodged in her throat alone with any words she may have had.
“I don’t normally pay,” he said and brushed his nose against hers. “But you are a tasty treat. How much?”
What?!
Elleah started into his penetrating gaze and tried to comprehend the meaning of his words.
He bent and kissed her again. The feel of his mouth moving over hers made her breasts arch towards his touch. “How much,” he groaned against her lips and stepped closer.
Elleah stepped back, grateful for the wall for holding her upright. “Excuse me?”
He leaned towards her again, his smile wide, animalistic—hungry. “You’ll enjoy yourself, I promise.”
The crack of her palm against the planes of his cheek reverberated off the still walls and echoed down the corridor.