“Last night was amazing,” he said quietly against her ear.
“You were amazing."
“Not so bad yourself.”
“And this morning.” He paused and kissed her temple. “Nicest way I’ve ever been woken up.”
She giggled. “I’m glad you approved.”
He slid the flannel down her back and rubbed it over the hollow of her spine. “I feel I should return the favor.”
“I wouldn’t complain.”
He kissed her shoulder then headed lower, following the path the flannel had just traveled.
She shut her eyes, loving the sensation of his stubble scratching her skin. His lips traced the shape of her spine then over her buttocks. The flannel had gone, and he was exploring the shape of her hips with his hands.
“Turn around,” he said, twisting her as he spoke. “Like this.”
As she spun to face him, he backed her up against the cool wall.
His face was level with her pussy, the water bouncing off his broad shoulders.
He swept his tongue over his bottom lip. “I want to taste you so badly.” He slipped his fingers through her pubic hair and spread her intimate folds.
Frankie held her breath as he tipped forward and placed his mouth over her clit, his tongue smoothing against the swollen bud.
“Ah, yeah...” she gasped.
“Wider.” He pushed at her thighs.
She broadened her stance. Damn it. Would she be able to stand up for this?
Back Cover Information
When speed and seduction combine, sparks are sure to fly.
Some girls enjoy makeup, low-cut dresses, and bedding famous men. Not me. I’m happiest in my oily overalls, with my hands in an engine, chatting with the guys on my team about aerodynamics and wing position.
So when infamous Formula One champion, Dean Cudditch, comes into my life, I’m content to leave him to his lothario ways. Dean seems on top of the world when draped with adoring female fans, and I refuse to be another of the champ’s conquests.
However, as I get to know the real Dean Cudditch, I begin to see a softer side to him that makes him all the sexier. My resolve crumbles when he admits that it’s my mechanical mind and engineering know-how that turn him on. Before I know it, I’m racing down the fast lane of seduction, passion, and lust. One thing is for sure: when Dean is behind the wheel, it’s going to be one hot ride.