“I didn’t come here for this,” I whispered. Even while I said the words my lower body betrayed me by arching into his. I began to tremble in anticipation.
“Didn’t you?” he said in a low tone. I shook my head and he laughed softly. “We both know it’s been leading to this.”
Bowie finished speaking the words against my lips, which I’d parted to suck in air. His tongue darted out, brushing against my upper lip, and running along my teeth. About to melt into a puddle right there, I thrust my tongue against the tip of his. That’s all it took for him to growl, and lock his mouth onto mine.
Oh, sweet fuck the man could kiss! It didn’t take me long to realize that Bowie liked it rough, liked to feel the moment. He’d started out soft, and sensual, but in no time his kiss was turning hard, and full of need, the kind that started fires, and I had a huge one burning out of control right between my legs. Our tongues delved, explored and tasted the liquid texture and soft contours of each other’s mouths, while swallowing sounds of the spiraling lust surging through our blood.”
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Taken by the Outlaw by Tory Richards
She was on the run.
He might be her salvation.
Would you give yourself to a stranger? Gwendolyn Myers never thought about it until she runs into Marcus ‘Bowie’ Ford at the Pink Pussy. A run-down hotel at the edge of town. She’s on the run, but one taste of the sexy biker convinces Gwen that her running days might be over!
*Some of this novella has been previously published. Title and cover are also new.