From
Complete Abandon, coming November 5/6. This snippet is from Alex's point of view. He's just gotten off the phone with Laura after reassuring her he and Josie can watch baby Jillian overnight so Laura, Mike and Dylan can get a night away. While on the phone, Josie appeared naked in front of him and turned into a tease (there's more to that, but I won't spoil everything). And now....
...she cried out with
frustration, then leaned forward to kiss him as he deftly unbuttoned
and unzipped himself. There wasn't much time – for a change their
dinner plans were at a place with atmosphere, and a dinner bill that
would probably equal a day's pay—a place where tables were by
reservation only. No time like the present, then – especially when
your girlfriend offered herself up like something out of a Penthouse
fantasy letter. If she wanted to shift the power balance by sending
him off kilter with her nudity as he struggled to maintain composure
on the phone with Laura, two could play at the unequal game.
Before she could react
to his releasing her hands, he lifted her easily into his arms,
walked to the couch to grab an afghan, then carried her to the door.
“What are you –
ALEX, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” she shrieked as he juggled a
flailing, naked girlfriend, a front door knob, and his own sliding
trousers. The blanket began to fall off his arm, and one move and the
house of cards would come tumbling down.
That was fine.
As long as someone
came.
“We're having sex on
the porch!” he said in the same tone one might use to say, “We're
getting a popsicle from the ice cream truck!”
“Are you crazy? I'm
naked!” she squealed.
“Should have thought
about that,” he answered – squeezing her ass with more force than
was needed for a turn on, knowing the added pain would help bring her
to the edge – “before you started that dicktease.” Six months
of sleeping together had given him considerable experience in getting
Josie to express her boundaries. It turned out they were as flexible
as she was – in bed.
“Stop it!” she
hissed.
He froze.
“If you're going to
do this, you have to be naked, too!”
A deep chuckle rose
out of him as he laid her gently on the porch swing he'd helped to
install a few months ago. The November chill made her nipples turn to
pink peaks in seconds, a fine gooseflesh beginning on her arms and
thighs. God, he could stare at her body forever.
Oh, how his erection
said otherwise. Now now now now.
Grabbing the afghan,
Josie threw it over her naked form and a laugh burbled up.
“Seriously? Now we're air fucking on my fucking porch? You got a
thing for having the mailman look at your naked ass?”
What amazed him –
what made him love her – was that she wasn't horrified, or angry,
or offended that he'd just assumed she'd be fine with being poured
onto a very public piece of furniture and be fucked outside, in broad
daylight, where someone might find them.
She'd questioned
whether he should be naked, too.
But hadn't questioned
the premise of danger sex one.tiny.bit.
Could he love this
woman any more?
“Not my naked
ass,” he murmured. Sitting carefully, he pulled her into his
lap, holding one of his hands to her mouth. She sucked on two
fingers, taking her time as her tongue ran down the sides of his
index and middle finger, the sensation making his abs tighten.
Something had to go rigid – if his erection were any more taut it
would slingshot off his body, hit the moon, and land somewhere in the
Indian Ocean, tracked by NASA.
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