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Nina is a good girl with a naughty book. Never in her right mind would she consider having sex in public, and yet, the lusty, appreciative gaze of a sexy man seated across from her makes her second-guess that thought.
The sexual tension sizzles between them, and the bold way the man speaks has her imagining the graphic contents in the novel, and she wants the written word to become reality. A wicked reality where being caught is well worth the risk.
Excerpt:
Torrid thoughts came to mind as her gaze traveled from the rustic hardwood floors to the clean lines of the black leather chair he sat upon, then up and over his body, following his one leg hooked over the arm of the chair. Considering they were seated in a pub, no more than three feet away from each other, she still had a hard time accepting how he sat there like an open invitation. The intimate view of his crotch made her blink. As much as she tried to ignore it, she kept returning to the bulge visible through his tan-colored cargo’s. Any warm blooded woman would notice something so… alluring.
“Are you reading a mystery?” His gaze raked over her slowly, showing no sign of being ashamed of her gaze locked on his cock, in fact, his grin turned wicked. He was pleased with her interest.
“Uh― no. It’s nothing special.” She could damn well feel her cheeks warming.
“A reaction like that must be from something special. May I?” He leaned forward to grab the novel.
“No!” she cried, realizing her bookmark was nestled between the pages. Oh, God, she couldn’t let him see what she was reading!
Nina tried to grab it before he did, but wasn’t quick enough. He snatched it away from her and opened it right where she didn’t want him to look. If only the chair could swallow her up, she thought, placing a shaky hand over her eyes. Maybe a good swallow of beer would give her some courage. Hell, getting drunk might be a better solution.
A slow grin formed on his lips while his eyes darted across the page, then they connected with hers over the book. Nina thought for a brief second that he would either laugh at her or worse yet, think she wanted something. Then as if to taunt her further, the devil flipped the page and began to read aloud, the deep sensual tones of his voice loud enough to make her pulse race, and turn a few near-by heads.
“I sucked his cock with fervor, jerking his shaft with my hand, while my tongue slurped and sucked until he creamed all over my lips and chin.” He chuckled.
“Please, you don’t need to read any further. I’m sure I can imagine what happens next.” Nina averted her gaze when a few people looked their way, some with interest, and others with disapproval in their eyes.
“Does the idea of sucking a stranger’s cock turn you on?” he asked, raising an eyebrow in question.
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