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Monday, November 30, 2015

Falling Undercover

As I've discussed before, I've been working on a Romantic Suspense novel titled Falling Undercover. It is intended to be a stand-alone novel that I intend on publishing around the new year (hence the title!). Seeing as how this story is unlike any of my other works, it begs the question, what genres should I stick to?

I thoroughly enjoy being a part of fantasy worlds that are outside of ours or just below the surface. The departure from reality keeps me engrossed in the creativity, not to mention the steamy bits! Writing romance novels that exist in the present world don't give me quite as much freedom with the world as it is, but that characters can still be dynamic. It's definitely a challenge. 

That being said, I've decided to post a scene from Falling Undercover since I've not posted about it in a while. If you like what you see, please sign up to beta read for me at the page linked above. I'd love to have you on my beta team! 

Read more after the jump!

Unedited scene posted below. Contains some adult situations. 


Joe laid her gently on the bed and kissed her one last breathtaking time. All oxygen was sucked from the room and the only way to breathe was to let go, which neither of them wanted to do. Kris’s already plump lips were dark pink and swollen and Joe had lip gloss smeared across his lips, chin and neck. “We really should sleep,” Joe whispered when he finally broke free.

“I know, but I’m not very tired,” Kris was still pinned under him on the bed. It was absolute torture. She felt every muscle, including the one desperately trying to escape his trousers. Her body was on fire. She wanted him so badly it was taking every ounce of will she possessed.

Joe tilted his head and kissed the side of her neck, flicking his tongue out ever so lightly as he made his way to her chest. As her breath got heavier, her fantastically plump breasts thrust closer to his mouth and he groaned. “Oh god, Kris.” He mumbled and nipped her nipples through her thin shirt. Her back arched slightly and Joe reacted, cupping one side of her ass and pressing his hard on between her legs.

Kris gasped, “Joe!” She panted and grabbed at any part of his body she could find. “We need to stop before we both make a decision we’re going to regret.”

“I could never regret you,” Joe’s words were muffled by Kris’s shirt covered breast.

She knotted her hands in his hair and pulled his mouth to hers. What she’d meant as a distraction turned into something much more when she felt the full length of his deliciously hard penis against her well shielded lady parts. If it wasn’t for the jeans, she’d lose all semblance of self-control, if that was even what was going on.

Joe’s hand made contact with bare skin at her side and caressed with a sensual roughness that drove Kris insane. His hand slid higher and higher until his large hand reached her breast. He was warm and safe and all the things Kris craved to an unhealthy degree. It had been a long time since she was touched that way and she wanted it to last forever. He seemed to be perfectly fine with the semi-dry sex so long as he was able to touch and kiss her.

The sharp intake of breath was enough to make Joe groan against her mouth when he found her rock hard nipple between his fingers. Her sweet moans were like her begging for a release that he knew wouldn’t come. He was subconsciously waiting for her to tell him to stop and praying she wouldn’t at the same time.

“You’re making this very hard for me,” she gasped and rolled her pelvis into his.

“Hard for you?” He asked sarcastically and Kris giggled. “Whenever you want me to stop, just say the word.”

“That’s the problem,” she said between gasps and moans. “I don’t want you to stop.”

No release date available yet as this is still a WIP. Stay up to date with my work on FB and twitter. Thanks for reading!


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