To celebrate reaching over 600 followers on Twitter…Here is an excerpt from Devour Me….
Don’t forget to get your copy on March 11, 2013!
(from a google search- I don’t own copyright to photo…)
Chloe stepped out of the shower and began to dry off when she heard a knock on the door. “Chloe, dinner’s here.”
Wrapping the towel around her she opened the door and stood face to face with Lucas. “Okay, just give me a minute to get dressed,” she replied as she winked at him and walked into the spare bedroom.
Lucas stood stunned. He was not expecting that. Chloe bent over and began rummaging through her bag. Realizing that Lucas hadn’t moved she turned to him, “Um, see anything you like.”
“Actually, yes. I like the way you look standing in my guest room wearing nothing but a towel.” Lucas eyed her, moving his gaze up and down her body. “If you don’t put some clothes on soon, we might not make it to dinner.”
Chloe didn’t even think about what she was going to do next. “Really, what about this?” She asked as she let the towel drop.
Watching Lucas hold back every ounce of his self-control, she turned toward the bathroom and laughed. “Get out Lucas. Go get dinner ready.”
Lucas did as she said, if only to try and not grab her and tie her to the bed, yes the restraints were still attached although she couldn’t see them. Seeing her stand naked in front of him sent his dick into overdrive. If the bulge in the front of his pants was any indication, there was definitely a sexual attraction between them. Hell, he was attracted to her the first day she walked into his office as his research assistant.
Last night, with the kiss, he was ready to take her right on the couch, but he stopped. He had to give her time, didn’t he? She just went through a horrific experience, yet from everything he was sensing, she wanted him. And he wanted her. There was nothing wrong with that was there? He hadn’t felt much of an emotional connection to another woman since Julie. Sure, he had the subs at Devoured, but he had needs to fulfill and most nights he just played. Some nights he fucked simply to fill the void he had.
Distracting himself from his thoughts, he set the takeout on the living room table and put two big pillows on the floor. He lit the fireplace even though it wasn’t that cold, it was for ambience. Yeah, that was it.
Copyright 2013, Paige Matthews