Secret Storm by Amelia James
Something wasn’t right. This wasn’t his bed. This wasn’t his home. Home wasn’t safe. Was he safe here? Jack opened his eyes and looked around without moving a muscle. Sunlight filtered in through closed curtains, lighting a neat, carefully arranged dresser against the opposite wall. The mirror and the walls around it were covered with photos. The faces looked familiar but he couldn’t make them out. The bed he was lying in was warm and soft—comforting. The woman sleeping next to him was the one who held his heart in his hands. Almost literally, Jack smiled. Sara’s palm rested on his chest, his heart beating under it. Images of the night before chased sleep from his brain. Wow. How did things get so out of control? He meant to be gentle with her, but he couldn’t remember how he ended up ripping Sara’s clothes off. A guilty smile found its way to Jack’s lips. He shouldn’t have enjoyed roughing her up, but Sara sure seemed to. Wasn’t she the one who provoked him?
Sara moaned, and her fingers curled involuntarily, digging in to Jack’s chest. He winced and lifted her hand. “Oh sorry,” she blinked at him. “I thought you were my pillow.”
“I am,” Jack smiled. “I’ll be your pillow anytime you like.”
“Mmm…nice.” She closed her eyes again.
Jack touched her face, brushing her hair off her cheek. So beautiful. “I love the way you look first thing in the morning.”
Sara looked at him like she didn’t quite believe him. “This is the first time you’ve seen me first thing in the morning.”
“Yeah, but I love it already. Your hair is all tangled and curled, your eyes are sleepy, and your body has a few bite marks and scratches from the things I did to you.” There was that guilty smile again.
Sara moaned and pressed her lips to his neck, nibbling up to his ear. “Do you have any idea how hot you make me?”
Jack kissed her wandering mouth. “Show me.”
She gave him a wicked smile then took his hand and put it between her legs.
“You’re wet,” he whispered.
Her hand slid down his stomach. “You’re hard.”
“We should do something about that. Come on.” Jack threw back the covers and took her hand, pulling her toward the bedroom door. He stopped and made sure the hallway was empty then they scurried to the bathroom.
“What do you have in mind?”
“I was thinking a nice hot shower would feel good.” He turned the water on and waited for it to get warm then he pulled her in with him.
“Mmm…I like.” Sara kissed him, pressing her wet, slick body against his, wishing she could wake up like this every morning. Her fingers tangled in Jack’s wet hair, pulling it back from his face while he held her under the warm water, kissing, kissing, and more kissing.
Sara gasped when her back touched the cold tile wall, but she relaxed and let the shower and Jack’s touch warm her.
Jack kissed her warming skin, stroking her wet body with his hands, exploring and tasting. Last night was too rushed to fully enjoy her so he took his time, nibbling her ears, nipping her neck, tugging her nipples with his teeth. She squealed when he did that so he kept doing it. He directed the showerhead at one breast while he fondled the other, pulling her nipple into his mouth, circling it with his tongue.
Sara’s legs turned to jelly, but Jack held her up. His mouth moved down her stomach, and she held on to his shoulders. His tongue slipped between her thighs. “Ohhhh…,” Sara moaned. Jack stood up and pointed the shower spray lower. Sara giggled when the water tickled her pink flesh. The tickle got more and more intense, insistent. She tried to get away, but she didn’t want to. Then she noticed Jack was the relentless one and she stopped trying to move.
Jack was on his knees, tasting her. The tip of his finger slid inside her, making circles right at the edge.
Sara was at the edge of madness. “Oh Jack,” she groaned. “You’re such a tease.”
He chuckled. “Is this what you want?” His finger slid in deep, stroking and thrusting. “Or do you want something else?”
Secret Storm – coming October 2, 2012!
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This was an arousing and excellent piece. Made me want to buy it immediately. Extremely well written! Seems like a good read with an actual story line and not just pure sex! @:)
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Sex without a story is porn (not that there’s anything wrong with that). I write about people and relationships, and those relationships happen to have lots of sex. I’m glad you enjoyed this. I hope you like the book too.
I recognized some of your novelines in here instantly…..This is my favorite part of the excerpt: “Yeah, but I love it already. Your hair is all tangled and curled, your eyes are sleepy, and your body has a few bite marks and scratches from the things I did to you.”
Hahaha yeah, I went through my steamy scenes and picked out the good lines.