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This is my eighteenth 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 finally heard back from editor. I should be getting the novel back from her this week or next. I don’t have a cover yet. 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. This scene is a continuation from last week’s scene. I hope you enjoy it. J
As I began to come down, he lifted his thumb from my clit but left his fingers moving slowly inside me, and moved over to lie beside me. I felt the warmth of his body spread down my side, felt him prop his head up on his elbow and look down at me, but I couldn’t open my eyes. The feel of his fingers still inside me had me feeling vulnerable, exposed, and even more turned on than I was before the orgasm.
“Sahara,” he leaned down and whispered into my ear.
“Yeah?” I asked, unable to steady my breathing.
“Can I make love to you?”
“Please.” I barely breathed the words.
In response, he kissed, licked then nibbled on my ear and as he did so, he slid his fingers out of me. I groaned in displeasure. He chuckled against my neck, then bit into me lightly. The hand that had been between my legs slowly moved up my stomach, under my shirt and to one of my breasts. Inch by inch he kissed up my neck, over my chin to my check.
“Look at me,” he said softly.
I turned my face toward him and opened my eyes. He was smiling down at me. The expression on his face told me how happy he was at that moment. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing in his eyes. Against my control, a tear slid down my cheek.
“Are you okay?” he asked, wiping it way. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No, but can I ask one thing?” His fingers gently rolling my nipple were distracting, but I had to know.
“Anything,” he said and lightly kissed me. The kiss took my breath away.
When I was under control again, I asked, “Why?”
“Why this? Why now?”
“I’m in love with you. I have been for a long time. I’ve wanted to do this almost from the first time we meet. As to why now, I got tired of waiting for the right time to come along. We’ve been so busy for so long. Been in so much danger. I didn’t want to love you, didn’t want you to love me just for one of us to lose the other. I wanted to wait until we were safe, but then you were kidnapped, nearly raped, nearly killed. I made the decision then that when I felt you were ready, I would make you mine. Also, before your kidnapping, I wasn’t sure if you felt the same way I did, but the way you kissed me that day told me that we could have something, that you might care for me, might even…”
“Love you? I do. With my whole heart, I do. I just didn’t think you loved me, not in this way, I mean.”
He kissed me again then. Harder. Longer. I wrapped my arms around him as we kissed and began pulling at his shirt. It took him a minute to figure out what it was I was doing, but when he did, he released me just long enough to pull first his shirt then mine off. He didn’t even bother looking down at my naked body once my shirt was off, he just went right back to kissing me.
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