This week the first boxed set and self pubbing venture I’ve ever been involved in released.
Brought to His Knees is ten novellas and one mini novel which is on sale for a limited time for 0.99
This was a huge and fantastic learning experience. Every author brought something new, a different view point. It was amazing.
The set includes, Me, A.M. Griffin, Anya Richards, Danica Avet, Cynthia D’Alba, Felice Fox, Jennifer Kacey, Lynne Silver, Sayde Grace, Sabrina York and Tina Donahue.
My story is my first cowboy romance, titled Building Bridges.
And I thought I’d share a little excerpt here today:
William stopped and parked his truck down by the shore.
“It hasn’t changed much since I was a kid.”
“Not much has around these parts.” She sighed. “Then again I’m sure you’re used to change, being from the big city.”
“Don’t hold that against me.”
“I won’t.” A smile quirked on her lips.
He snickered. “Right.”
A strange expression flashed across her face. She opened her door and jumped out.
“What’re you doing, Molly?”
“Want to go for a swim?” She asked and, before he could answer, she started undoing her jeans, slipping them down over her hips. In the headlights he could see her panties were pink and a shot of arousal went straight to his groin.
Don’t do it.
Only the temptation was too much.
William swung open his door and started to peel off his own clothes, as Molly disappeared into the long grass.
“Watch for snakes, darlin’,” he teased to flush her out of her hiding spot.
“Shut up!” She hollered back.
He craned his neck, trying to catch a glimpse of her, but he couldn’t see anything, just a pile of her rumpled clothes on the shore and her silhouette as she scampered into the water. The splash and her subsequent shrieks sent a tingle down his spine.
Fuck. It sounds cold.
“Are you coming in, William?” She shouted.
He chuckled and toed out of his boots before undoing and pulling his jeans down over his hips, chucking them on the ground next to his shirt and boots. It was times like this he was glad he didn’t wear briefs. He hung his hat on the truck’s antenna and padded over the gravel to the water. Molly was in the middle of the slough, treading water in a pool of moonlight.
“Come on in you big baby! The water’s fine.”
“I’m sure it is.” He sucked in a deep breath as the cold nipped at his prickly hot skin. He bit his lip and sank under the surface, sputtering when he surfaced a moment later. “Fuck! That’s ball-shrinking cold!”
Molly laughed. “Ball shrinking huh? That’s not something you want to admit to a lady.”
Darlin, it won’t be long before they warm up again with you so close, this water is heating up mighty fast.
Only he didn’t say that. “I thought you weren’t a lady.”
“Maybe I’m not,” she teased, splashing him.
She swam over to him and he pulled her in close, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her nipples brushed against his chest and a moan escaped past his lips.
“Molly, I can’t…I can’t promise you anything.”
“Who said anything about promises?” She wrapped her legs around his waist, as he gained his footing on the sandy bottom, the tip of his cock rubbing her pussy. She gasped, but didn’t move away.
“What’re we doing?” He asked, though he knew.
“Living for the day. I usually don’t, you see, and…” She trailed off and then leaned forward, pressing her lips against his. The moment they touched he lost all sense of reason.
“I want you,” Molly whispered against his neck.
“I want you too.” And he took her mouth again, tasting her honeyed lips, pulling her tight against him. “Do you know how damn good it feels to have your legs wrapped around me?” He asked, pressing a kiss to her throat.
Molly wiggled closer. “Tell me.”
He moaned. “You drive me wild, darlin’.”
She leaned in and he captured her lips, pushing past to twine his tongue with hers. He let his hands drift up her back, sliding over her slick skin to tangle in her hair. Molly tasted sweet, like the last of summer wine.
“I want you,” she murmured again against his ear, as he trailed his tongue down her neck to her collar bone, nipping her skin, her pulse racing under his lips. He didn’t say anything but slid his hands under her butt to hold her, then hoisted her up and carried her out of the water.
“Watch out for that water snake,” she teased.
He scurried out of the water. “You’re going to pay for that!”
Molly kissed him and nipped his lip. “Make me pay.”
So we’re having tons of giveaways for the next couple of weeks on our Facebook page, including Flash Giveaways.