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Delicious Delay

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About Tara Quan

Globetrotter, lover of languages, and romance author, Tara Quan has an addiction for crafting tales with a pinch of spice and a smidgen of kink. Inspired by her travels, Tara enjoys tossing her kick-ass heroines and alpha males into exotic contemporary locales, fantasy worlds, and post-apocalyptic futures. Armed with magical powers or conventional weapons, her characters are guaranteed a suspenseful and sensual ride, as well as their own happily ever after. Learn more at www.taraquan.com
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Excerpt
He grinned. “So I have a proposal.”She tried to get her breathing under control, without much success. “Why am I sure it’s an indecent one?”He motioned his head toward the far end of the lounge. Latticed wooden screens gave that particular section more privacy. In an L-shaped room, the tucked-away location prevented a direct line of sight from the dining or reception areas.He got up and offered her his hand. She hesitated for a long moment before taking it. With faltering footsteps, she followed him. More private or not, limits on how far this could go existed due to them being in an airport lounge. Since her self-control had chosen today to take a vacation, she appreciated the imposed constraint.He lowered himself onto a plush leather sofa deep inside the cordoned area. With walls on either side and screens strategically angled, the space seemed to have been designed as a spot for people to nap.On the brink of crossing a dangerous line, she hesitated. “What exactly do you have in mind?”“I’m just giving you the opportunity to have your way with me,” he offered, his face the picture of innocence.She hadn’t expected that answer. “I don’t quite follow.”He kicked one of his legs out and tangled it with hers. She stumbled and instinctively moved her hands forward to brace herself. Her palms flattened over his hard muscled chest when she landed.She traced the shape of his pectorals. “What do you do all day? Work out?”He chuckled, the low rumble all male. “I have access to the best personal trainers money can buy. They help keep me honest.”She shook her head in disbelief as the man preened. “Have you heard of a concept called humility?”“It’s not one of my virtues,” he admitted. “I’ve never understood the point.”She sighed. “It’s the polite thing to do.”He placed his forefinger under her chin and tipped her head up, his expression playful. “So what is a sweet, polite, goody two shoes doing on top of me?”
Published on June 07, 2014 09:59
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