Welcome to the 100th My Sexy Saturday, I'm thrilled to be part of this momentous day!
To celebrate here's a few sexy moments from The Glass Knot, my MMF novel set in the beautiful Cotswolds.
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What’s a girl to do when the guy she falls for is married to another man?
This is exactly what happened to me. Seeing Josh Kendal stroll out of the Mediterranean Sea wearing tight navy swim trunks and looking like a hot new James Bond was a truly delicious moment. Catching sight of his wedding ring was like a kick in the shin and meeting his gorgeous husband, phew, that was enough to make any girl groan at the cruel joke God was playing on her.
But all was not as it seemed, and when Josh needed a woman to sort out a ‘delicate predicament’ I was the one for the job – heck, what did I have to lose? Certainly not as much as him, literally.
Trouble is, emotions always get tangled, loyalties can’t help but be divided and with a night of memories so hot they'd have the devil sweating, there was only one thing for it—it was time to get honest, fight for what I wanted despite society’s constraints and open my heart to the people it needed most.
There was not a dry square inch on my whole body. My t-shirt had become see- through, my thin lace bra outlined in detail, and my nipples, much to my embarrassment, could be clearly made out.
I shivered as trickles of water ran from the hem of my short skirt onto my knees and down my shins. Pulled my wet hair from where it had stuck to my cheeks, and looked at Nick again.
He was staring at me, lips parted, brows low, eyes ablaze.
A huge crack of thunder roared around us.
Suddenly I didn’t feel so chilled anymore. There was something wild about his expression that was making me as hot as hell. My heart skipped, like a stone over a pond, tripping and fast.
His keys landed on the hard floor with a noisy clatter.
“Nick, what is it?”
“Nick, you’re scaring me.”
“Not half as fucking much as I’m scaring myself.” His sizzling gaze roamed my body, from my head right down to my toes. The hairs on my arms rose, goosebumps attacked me, my nipples jutted out even farther.
“What…what do you mean?” I asked.
“I need to try something.”
Between one gasping breath and the next he was in front of me. His nostrils flared and his teeth gritted as he harnessed my wrists and pinned them to the door on either side of my head.
He dropped his head to mine, his lips just a hair’s-breadth away. I could see flecks of amber at the base of his irises, like whiskey glinting through crystal.
“Keep still,” he snapped.
I sucked in a sharp breath, breathed in his darkly spiced scent.
“Don’t move,” he murmured, a twitch tugging at his cheek.
His lips touched mine, just, gently at first, but within a few seconds urgency overspilled.
“Nick,” I gasped, thoughts, emotions and desire spinning inside me. “What—?”
“Ah, you feel and taste amazing. I knew you would. I want you, Laura. I want to hear you come again. I want to feel your pussy around my dick and your little body in my arms. I want to have what Josh has with you. I want you to be mine too.”