An all-new small town, second chance romance is coming tomorrow from author Melanie Harlow, and I have a little sneak peek for you.
That cocky grin flashed for a fraction of a second, and then—finally—his lips were on mine.
The music continued to play, but I barely heard anything above the pounding of my heart. Tyler’s right arm tightened around my back, and his left hand moved to the back of my head. He opened his mouth wider and stroked between my lips with his tongue, sending a tingle straight between my legs. His hand gripped my ponytail and pulled my head back as his mouth traveled down my throat. “Your hair drives me crazy,” he growled.
“Pull the elastic out,” I urged. “Take it down.”
A few seconds later, my hair tumbled down around my shoulders, and he threaded his fingers through it, cradling my head in his hands as his mouth collided with mine once more. I looped my arms around his waist and pulled his torso against mine, feeling the bulge in his pants thick and hard against my abdomen.
Suddenly he broke off the kiss and rested his forehead on mine. His breathing was ragged. “Fuck, April. This is where I’m supposed to leave—alone. This is where I remind myself that I’m the good guy. This is where I should remember to do the right thing. However, this is also where I’m the bad guy who wants to rip your clothes off and make you come a thousand different ways.”
A breathless laugh escaped me. “A thousand? Really?”
Excitement and desire ricocheted through my body. “Tell me more about this bad guy.”
“He’s good with his hands.
“Does he say dirty things?”
“Does he take his time?”
He paused. “He will really try.”
I laughed. “Come on, bad guy. Let’s go.”