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This is my seventeenth week on this blog hop. I’m continuing this week with an excerpt from my current romance WIP, Resistant. Resistant is a romance set in the middle of the zombie apocalypse. I still haven’t heard from my editor. Either she is very busy (she edits for me on the side) or I’m going to get this file back covered in red marks. I’m all right with either. I don’t have a cover yet either. I did speak with the photographer I’m hoping to use, and he has a few models and locations in mind, and may have a quote for me soon. Anyway, on to the excerpt. I’m not completely satisfied with this scene. I may play with it some more, but for now, you guys can tell me if you like the way Daniel plays with Sahara. J
Finally, I felt his thumbs lightly breeze over the flesh near my opening and my folds. I was wet, so very wet, and he could feel it. He even carried that wetness with him as he passed over my clit and into the hair at the top of my mound. I stopped breathing for a second and so did he. He said my name again, and this time I knew what he was asking, so I said please.
He pulled his hands out from under my shorts, then reached up, grabbed the waistband, and pulled them down. I brought my legs up so that he could remove them one leg at a time. I let my legs fall back open the way they were, trying not to feel embarrassed at how open I was to him. I didn’t open my eyes, but I could feel him looking down at me.
I was shadowed from prying eyes since he had fashioned a canopy over the top of our sleeping area right after I was rescued. This had helped keep the few lights left burning each night in the rest of building from keeping me awake. Now it helped keep him from being able to truly see me. Part of me was thankful for that. I didn’t want him seeing my flaws at that moment.
Once he had me bare from the waist down he went back to messaging my legs, though his movements were slower, easier, lazier. Every so often, he would shift me further up the mattress. I wasn’t sure what he was doing, but I didn’t question things. I would let him do this how he wanted, even though ever part of my body was screaming for him to fuck me already.
For the longest time, he only grazed me. I didn’t open my eyes to see him doing this, but I felt his eyes all over me. Lightly running his hands through my hairs over my folds, my opening, he touched me…felt me. As he did this, he moved my wetness around causing me to moan quietly into my pillow. When he finally ran his finger down the center of me, lightly grazing my swollen clit, I pulled the pillow over my mouth and cried out. I let out another pleasure-filled cry when his finger slid between my folds. to slide over my clit. I gasped and the top half of me bowed upward in shock. I nearly exploded then. I was so close, but I didn’t want things to end so soon.
Daniel apparently felt the same way. He stopped moving his finger and waited for me to settle, then he slid his finger down to my opening, but didn’t enter me. I groaned. He groaned.
With that same finger, he slid back up me, opening me, letting his thumb move over me. When he got to my clit, he rolled it under his thumb. I gasped again and thrust myself into his hand. He whispered my name. I said his.
While one of his thumbs massaged me, he slid an index finger down and inside of me. I stifled a cry. Slowly he moved the finger in and out. I rocked my hips with him, silently begging for more. As if he heard my words, his middle finger joined his index. In seconds, my body latched onto those two fingers and exploded. How I kept from screaming, I don’t know. The sensations that were too intense, too long overdue kept washing over me until I couldn’t take it anymore. He continued to move slowly inside and around me, drawing my orgasm out as long as he could.
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