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Saturday, September 4, 2010

A Little Saturday Sex?

Very few of the blogs I follow do much on Saturday but I'm working on a goal of three posts a week and I've only done two so I'm slipping this one in.  This is an excerpt from my WIP, HUNTER'S WAY...just an encounter between my main character, Kiri Hunter, and the gorgeous Nick Cassetti. 

Kiri poured them each a glass of white wine and handed one to Nick. They drank, standing there by the kitchen counter, and they talked, but later Kiri could remember nothing that was said. The air around them was becoming charged until she could almost hear the crackle. Then Nick sat his empty glass on the counter.

“Kiri, put your glass down.”

“Why?” She knew why.

“Because I’m going to kiss you now.”

He was - she had to admit - an excellent kisser. His lips coaxing her response as his tongue lured hers into play. The kiss went on long enough to ignite several small fires in various parts of Kiri’s body before he pulled back. He turned away slightly, reaching for the wine bottle, while Kiri leaned against the counter, grateful for its support.

Nick had picked up the bottle and both glasses. “Don’t you think we’d be more comfortable on the couch?”

Oh yeah. Lots more comfortable. Well, at least he hadn’t suggested they head upstairs. Okay, enough of this nonsense. You know when to draw the line, Hunter, and you are well past it already.

“Yes, I suppose.”


They sat close together on the long leather sofa. Nick refilled their glasses and they each took a slow sip. Then he carefully removed the glass from her hand and set them both back on the low table. His face was close to hers but he let the moment draw out, let the anticipation build until he slipped one hand behind her neck and drew her lips to his.

Kiri’s hands slid up the front of his shirt and one found its way into his thick black hair. Those small fires began to flare dangerously and Kiri had to force herself to breath. Clever fingers were wandering over her throat, up and down her back, and – oh God – brushing over the taut nipple of one breast. She tried once more. Hunter, you don’t want to do this. You know you don’t want to do this. But she did. She really really did. She ran her hands over the firm muscles in his back, pulling him tighter against her. It had been so damn long. And he felt so good.

The ringing of the telephone was like an alarm clock, dragging her abruptly out of a fabulous dream.

Nick tried to save the moment, murmuring against her lips, “Don’t answer it.”

But Kiri was already pulling away.

So...would you have answered that phone?

Unwriting progress: From the original 150,000 words down to 116,912.

I'm currently enjoying: Among the Mad by Jacqueline Winspear

Quote of the day: If love is the answer, could you rephrase the question?  - Lily Tomlin


Dru said...

Good excerpt and no I would have let the answering machine answer it.

Kit Courteney said...

Ditto ^^

Good post :0)

Stacy McKitrick said...

Hell no, I wouldn't answer it! But then, I'm not a character in a novel, so I'm pretty sure she did!

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Linda Leszczuk said...

Thanks to all of you for your comments. Sorry to be so long in responding - had a continuous crisis week. I think I'll blog about it later.

Frayedges - thanks so much for the blog awards. I would my definitely love to have them on my page and I'll pass them along.

tauruspete said...

I would forget the phone, too.