The world’s best-stocked toy drawer can only take a gal so far. Bored with her current assortment of vibrating, plastic pieces, Sam Wallace decides to add a new sex toy to her collection: Kevin Mazze. The sexy Italian is more than happy to help her live out her long-held sexual fantasies, and trusting him with her body is easy. Trusting him with her heart, however, is not… especially when he commits an unforgiveable sin.
Kevin Mazze is one of the good guys. He’s spent his life always doing the right things and making those around him happy. When he meets the woman of his dreams, at the worst possible time, he finds himself making bad choices in the name of good and crossing lines he never thought he would… while praying she never finds out.
Please be advised, “Crossing Lines” contains adult language and adult situations and is not suitable for young readers.
Day 4 Excerpt:
After a glance confirmed the kids were out of earshot, she leaned toward him. In a quiet voice, she said, “She has a day job, working for the city. At night, she does in-home parties.”
“Like Mary Kay.”
Her grin grew. “I don’t think Mary Kay ever sold anything like this.”
The longer and more closely he watched her, the more nervous she got.
After several pounding heartbeats, he leaned to the side and met her halfway between their chairs. “Tell me what she sells.” His eyes darkened as his gaze locked onto hers. “Exactly.”
Whew… even though she sat in the shade, his penetrating stare rocketed her temperature ten degrees higher. This was what happened when you played with matches. What started off as a simple tease burst into a wildfire, trapping her in its midst.
She scratched her temple and brushed a piece of hair away from her eye. “Adult entertainment.”
His eyebrow kicked up a notch. “Your friend’s a hooker?”
“No!” She huffed and frowned.
It was more of a glare, really, since she suspected he already knew the kind of party to which she referred, but for whatever reason he seemed intent on hearing her say it out loud. She didn’t know if he was just being a jerk, or if he was testing her to see how timid and bashful she might be about this kind of thing. Either way, this might be an opportunity to turn the tables and be the lightning strike, rather than the kindling.
She pushed her sunglasses to the top her head, made her eyes heavy and sleepy, and deepened her voice to make it thick and rich. “She sells sex toys at private parties. She’s at a conference, learning how to use them.”
He grinned at the first part, then jerked his head in surprise and blinked. “I can think of a million ways to learn to use them.” His lids dipped and the pulse in his neck jumped as he visually caressed her. “A conference isn’t one of them.”
“Yeah…” She bit down on her bottom lip and stared at his mouth. A slight breeze ruffled her hair, but did nothing to contain the extreme heat engulfing her. Desperate for relief, she ran the base of the cold bottle across her forehead… down her temple… along the side of her neck and over her shoulder.
Kevin muttered something she didn’t understand as he followed her every move. The tension between them grew so thick and taut, it could’ve been used as a tightrope.
After several uneasy moments, he said, “How about a swim to cool off?” His voice was huskier than before, and she realized he’d moved Spencer’s towel over his lap.
She wasn’t a cocktease, but after Michael’s hatchet job, she’d spent a lot of time questioning her desirability as a woman and her ability to excite a man. Kevin’s strong reaction boosted her ego and fragile self-esteem and fueled her naughty little fire.
“Great idea.” Especially since it got both of them a little closer to naked.
She sat upright, crossed her arms over her stomach, and took hold of the hem of her T-shirt. She didn’t need a degree in stripology to understand the art of a slow reveal, so she made her motions as drawn out and exaggerated as possible. Slowly, she lifted her shirt over her stomach… uncovered her black bikini top… then slipped it over her head. Without being obvious, she glanced at Kevin to check his reaction. A thrill shot through her as his Adam’s apple bobbed with a rough swallow and his lips parted, sucking in air.
Alannah believes there’s nothing more magical than finding the other half of your soul, experiencing fiery passion, and knowing you’ve found happily-ever-after.
She loves going to work each day (in sweats and a T-shirt) and writing about hot heroes and feisty heroines who torment each other in the most delicious ways before finding their happy ending.
She lives in the coastal region of North Carolina with her husband, who also happens to be her best friend and biggest fan. They have two sons, a dog, a cat and an outrageous number of ducks and geese that inhabit the pond on their farm. She loves chatting and making new friends, so visit her on the web at www.alannahlynne.com/ or on Facebook at www.facebook.com/authoralannahlynne
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