Sorry I’m late, I was up until 3 AM shoveling snow, then up and at it again this morning so people could get out of our parking lot. And…it’s still snowing. LOL
*sigh* Only people who live where it never snows thinks winter/snow is romantic or fun.
Anyway, enough about me and my shoveling exercise (And yes, I am thinking of winter as an exercise program. How can I not when I took a look at the three feet walls that line our sidewalk and think”Hey I should go get my camera and take a picture.” Only to realize I had absolutely no energy left to do it. LOL
SOrry, got off topic once again.
Back to the fact that it’s Saturday and that means it’s excerpt time.
Todays theme is Music, so here’s an excerpt from Passion Play in the LUSH anthology.
This scene take place just a little ways in, after Mia accidentally plows right into Dom in the park, then kisses him before strolling off. Yes, she’s a bit of a free spirit. *grin* Dom walks into one of his favorit bars and sees her on the dancefloor. Check it out.
It only took one look.
My gut clenched and my blood heated in instant recognition. The way she moved, the way the flashing lights made her hair look like it was alive with fire. It was definitely her. The woman who had run over me only hours earlier and then walked away.
The woman whose kiss I could not get off of my mind.
Propping my elbow on the bar, I ignored the obvious interest from the blonde cutie five feet away and watched my mystery woman dance. She was sleek and sensual, every movement striking a sexual cord deep within me. Her small breasts jiggled, her hips circled, and her skirt rose up on strong muscular thighs with each gyration. But it was her face that captured me the most.
Her eyes closed, she danced in her own world with the music. She lifted the hair off the back of her neck then let it fall, one hand stretching up while the other trailed over the gleaming skin of her neck and collarbone. I watched her suck a full bottom lip between little white teeth and swivel her hips again.
She looked like she was fucking someone. Like it was someone else’s hands running over her body, putting that expression of pure pleasure on her face.
Blood flowed south and my cock swelled and pressed against my zipper. She needed a dance partner, no woman like that should be alone.
I reached back and set my barely-touched beer down before pushing off from the bar. Only to see another guy move in on her.
Fuck!
The newcomer was just a kid, barely twenty-one. Something ugly settled in my gut. I’d gotten a pretty good look at her up close and she had to be closer to thirty. It couldn’t be her date, but she hadn’t pulled away from the kid, and the way they moved together to the music said she wasn’t running from him.
“Hey Jimmy,” I called the bartender over. “You know her?”
Jimmy looked in the direction I was watching and grinned knowingly. “Who Mia? Yeah, I know her.”
I gave him a look. “Well?”
“What do you want to know?”
“Everything you know. What’s her story?”
“Not much, man. Mia’s an open book, but those pages are blank.”
No way. “You mean she’s a bimbo?”
“No!” Jimmy shook his head and waved off the other bartender. “I mean she’s open, friendly and just a bit wild on the outside. But she keeps the rest hidden. She’ll show you anything and do almost anything on a dare, but she doesn’t tell you what she thinks or feels.”
Interesting. “Show you anything?”
“Yeah, she’s got a few piercing’s and tatt’s. If you ask, she’ll show you. She’s not shy, just…private.”
We both watched her bump and grind on the dance floor and saw when the young guy tried to run his hand up from her hip to her breast. We also saw when her hand covered his and she bent his finger back so far the kid’s knees buckled.
Without looking at the kid, she stepped away and kept dancing.
“She’s certainly not your type, dude.”
My muscles tensed and I glared at the bartender. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Hey man, no insult intended.” He held up his hands. “I just meant you usually have the perfect little prep chicks hanging off you. Mia might be more than even Nick at Night can handle.”
“Don’t bet on it,” I muttered and headed for the dance floor.
Before I could reach it, a hand with red tipped fingernails landed in the middle of my chest and the stacked blonde from the bar was standing in front of me.
“I know you,” she said.
“No, I don’t think we’ve met.” I looked over her shoulder to see Mia still alone. Impatience crept up on me. She wouldn’t be alone for long.
“You’re Nick Jamison, from Nick at Night.” She stepped closer, making it hard not to look down her dress. “I’m a fan.”
No woman was a fan of mine. Some were tolerant, but generally I got hate mail from women with boyfriends that were fans of mine. I looked into the blonde’s sharp green eyes and knew immediately what she was up to. After years of having people trying to beg, bribe or bully me for a mention in my column, I recognized the signs easily.
I pasted a gentle smile on my face and tried to step around her. “Honey, whatever you want mentioned in my column, you can forget it.”
She moved with me. “But I’d be willing to pay for the shout out. However you prefer.” She trailed one of her claws across my jaw and I pulled my head back.
“It doesn’t work that way. Besides, I quit today so there is no more Nick at Night.“
With that I stepped around her and made a beeline for Mia.
“Within the pages of LUSH, you will discover 3 sensual tales that will have you laughing, crying and grabbing for a fan to cool off. Ms. White does an excellent job penning these short stories to read like full length novels. The characterization, imagery and intriguing plots will keep you mesmerized until you have finished the last page.” — Billie Jo, reviewer for Romance Junkies
This story isn’t available in Print anymore, but you can still get in
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READ SOME EXCERPTS from LUSH: Principles Of Lust | Passion Play | Sexual Healing
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