A steamy new romance full of dares, sports, family drama, and lots of hot sex is out this week from author Carly Phillips, part of her Dare Nation series, and I have an excerpt for you.
Evie knew what she wanted and she desired Damon. She’d be the first to admit she needed a distraction from tonight’s events, but that wasn’t why she followed Damon into his bedroom. They’d been tiptoeing around their mutual desire for too long.
He used the dimmer and set the lights to low, leading her to the king-size mattress in the middle of the room. “Do you know how long I’ve been wanting this?”
“Since the day I sat on your lap for the first time?” she asked.
“Nope. Since the first time I laid eyes on you at Dare Nation.”
She treated him to a smirk. “When Austin hit you in the head for talking smack.”
He laughed at the memory, then began to slide her jacket off, and she stiffened. Somehow she’d forgotten the thing she wanted to hide.
He brushed her hair off her shoulder. “What’s up with the jacket?”
“Nothing.” Maybe the lights were dim enough he wouldn’t notice … and then she wouldn’t have to explain.
“Okay, then you don’t have to talk about whatever it is. But you can trust me.” But he didn’t rush to remove the jacket again. “Do you know how sexy you are in black leather?” he asked.
“Yeah?” She forced herself to relax and focus on the hot guy in front of her.
He leaned close and brushed his lips across her neck, causing her body to tremble and her nipples to pucker into tight peaks. “Yeah.”
The next time he attempted to slide off her jacket, she allowed the garment to slip off and fall to the floor.
“As much as I love you in leather, I like the view of you in this tank top, too.” He dipped his fingers into her cleavage, rubbing the material between his thumb and forefinger, his knuckle brushing her skin. “And I know what I’d like you in even better.” His eyes darkened to almost navy. “Absolutely nothing.”
Knowing she was fully invested in being with him, she lifted the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, baring herself. Her demi-cut bra revealed more than it covered, and based on his low groan, he appreciated her choice.
He reached a hand behind her back and nimbly unhooked the garment, tossing it to the floor with her jacket.
He grinned. “That’s why they pay me the big bucks.”
She laughed and reached for the belt buckle of his jeans, but he took over, making quick work of undressing, while she shed her shoes and jeans, then added her panties to the ever-growing pile of clothing.
She stood up straight and took in his gloriously naked body, her gaze going immediately to his impressive erection. Reaching out, she cupped him in her hand, her fingers barely touching.
With a groan, he pulled away. “I have too much I want to do to you. No rushing me.”