Thursday Threads: Casey's Courage by Neva Brown
CASEY’S COURAGE
By Neva Brown
Genre: Contemporary
Heat Level: Sensual
Excerpt:
When they finally stopped swimming
and stood up in the shallow end of the pool, the icy wind of
early fall shocked
them both into quick action...he grabbed a huge beach towel and wrapped it
round her and hugged her tightly, pressing her body against his own.
Shivering from the cold, Casey
snuggled close to Tres. As her shaking eased, she became more aware of his
body. He had one arm round her shoulders and the other lower. His hand was on
her bottom, pressing her against him from head to toe. He wasn’t cold. His hot,
full arousal pulsating against her abdomen fueled a new kind of shiver in her.
She leaned into his maleness with primal need. His eyes, bright and feral,
devoured her. As she wiggled to step away, he moved his hand from her shoulder
to the back of her head. His lips brushed her temple and cheek, trailed down to
her neck, then settled gently on her lips that had parted in awe at the
sensations she felt. The motion of his mouth against hers sent sparks through
her blood. His tongue traced her lips, slipping inside to touch her tongue as
he moved his hand to palm her breast and smooth his thumb across the engorged
nipple.
The towel slipped to the floor. He
gently brushed aside a strap of her swimsuit. As his lips left hers and closed
over her exposed breast, her eyes flew open in panic. Jerking her arms from
around his waist, not remembering having put them there, she whispered, “Tres,
please. I can’t handle this.” She breathed in shallow gasps.
Slowly, he released her breast and
raised his head. Pulling the strap up and encasing her throbbing breast, he
frowned. “You look like you’ve never been kissed before.”
In awe, she said, “Not like that.”
Tres studied her through a haze of
thwarted desire and let her step away from him. His thoughts raced. Has she
forgotten that part of her life, or is she telling the truth?
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