U is for Undeniable

UNDENIABLE (available now for pre-order in print at Amazon and Barnes & Noble; electronic versions to come closer to release date) will be released October 2, 2012 from Berkley Heat. Heat is Berkley’s erotic romance imprint, and they publish such authors as Lauren Dane and Jaci Burton, and many many more. This means Undeniable is quite hot and spicy, a bit of 50 Shades of Grey on horseback, as it were – or at least in a barn, though now that I think about it, that sex scene is in the second book of the series. Though both couples do make creative use of pickup trucks!

This makes it a bit hard to give a sexy excerpt but I’ve posted a short PG-13 rated one after the cut.

He came closer, one step, then another, stopping in front of her, close enough to touch but doing so only with his eyes. They held hers as he shrugged out of his shirt, and she breathed deeply, scenting him, the hint of sun and heat that stayed with him.

The skin of his hands, his wrists, that of his face and neck was baked to a darker bronze than that covering the rest of his torso. A cowboy’s tan. A working man’s tan. His pectoral muscles and his shoulders and his neck telling the story of the manual labor he required of his upper body.

She couldn’t help herself, and she reached out, sliding her fingertips along his collarbone, the skin beneath resilient and firm. He kept his hands at his hips, but pulled in a sharp breath, and her stomach clenched in response. This thing between them…

“Hurry,” she whispered. It was all she could say, her chest rising and falling as she watched him shed his jeans and his briefs.

Then he was naked in front of her, his forehead against hers, his toes on hers, his hands holding hers at her sides, his cock between them insistent. They stood together, breathed together, let the room disappear as together they became one.

She closed her eyes and felt the sting of tears, but left them to well behind her lids. Wiping them away would mean taking her hands from Dax’s and she couldn’t bring herself to do that.

He lifted his chin, brushed his lips along her hairline, whispered, “Do you know how beautiful you are?”

A shiver ran like a river down her spine, pooled at the base, spread lower and worked its way between her legs to ready her. “You’re the one who’s beautiful. Your mouth. Your hands. The way you touch me. The way you look at me.”

“Just not the way I look, eh?” he asked with a laugh.

She opened her eyes, lifted her hands and threaded her fingers into his hair, holding him. “I didn’t know what to expect. When I heard you were back. I’d pictured you all this time as I knew you in high school. Cocky and brash and always with the sort of grin that turned girls to puddles at your feet. But now…”

“I hear I look really good in jeans.”

“In them, but even more so out of them.”

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