Excerpt from HOLD ME NEVER, a New Adult dystopian erotic romance:
The Commander's breathing is very quiet behind me, his
chest pressed lightly against my back. I turn my face and my
forehead brushes against the stubble on his jaw. My lips are so near
the bare skin on his neck I can smell the clean, masculine scent
coming from his body. With a gasp, I jerk and shrink back, acutely
aware of the proximity and warmth of our bodies.
I have never been so close to a man before.
From the corner of my eye, I can see his Adam's apple
move as he swallows. With his arms locked around me, I can feel the
hardness of his muscles, the soft brush of his hand against my thigh
when he adjusts the reins in his grip. When I sway slightly, he
catches me with an arm around my waist.
“You okay?” he asks in a low voice.
With his arm around my waist pressing me to him, I can
feel the Commander's rock hard male body at my back. And his chest
is not the only thing about him that is rock hard. Seated as I am
between his legs, I can feel the hard bulge between his muscular
thighs.
I have never laid my eyes or hands on a man's naked body
before, never known or felt a male's throbbing hardness.
The heat creeping up my neck is threatening to set my
face on fire. But that strange heat is also pulsing in my gut,
pooling low down in my belly. What is happening to me? Why am I
feeling so...hot? Why is there an insistent pulsing ache in my core?
I should be fighting him, pushing him away, not wanting
him to hold me closer and wondering how his hands and mouth would
feel on me. What the hell is the matter with me? I must have a
death wish—which will be fulfilled pretty soon.
COMING SOON TO AMAZON! August 2013