WIP IT WEDNESDAY: No sex with Karla?

Okay, I started doing Snippet Wednesdays on my Facebook page a couple weeks ago, for the readers anxiously awaiting Adam and Karla's romance (Nobody's Hero, due out in December, hopefully before Christmas). Well, this week I was working on a very hawt scene and had already gotten all my fans on FB into a frenzy, then realized Facebook might not take kindly to an adult-oriented excerpt like this one on a public page, so I decided to post here instead.

I'm not going to do a set-up, because I want to keep you guessing about what's actually going on here. But, here you go--and you're in Adam's ever-loving horny and confused head right now.

….But that was on his list of hard limits. No sex with Karla.

 

"Remove your t-shirt."

Fuck. Where did that come from? He wanted to recall the command as soon as it left his lips, then found himself riveted to her hands, waiting for them to move, to do his bidding. She sat upright off her heels. Good girl. She was going to leave. At least one of them still had their wits about them. This hadn't turned into the clusterfuck he'd imagined a few seconds ago.

Then, as if in slow motion, her long slender fingers wrapped around the hem of her thigh-length shirt and he watched as she slowly pulled the tee up over those sexy thighs, soon exposing the soft black curls of her mons. His cock bobbed. She continued to lift the shirt and exposed her pert breasts. Sweat broke out on his forehead as his heart hammered against his chest. In oh-so-painful slow motion, she continued the tease until she pulled the shirt over her head and discarded it onto the bed beside her.

Adam stared up at her beauty, watching her nipples grow even more erect than they had been under the shirt. Whether it was from the cold morning air or that she was as excited as he was, he didn't know. God would send him straight to hell for this, but he couldn't stop his mouth from speaking the next words. Maybe he thought he could send her running to safety.

Maybe he didn't want her to run.

"Straddle me."

*fans self* Wait till you read the REST of the scene in December!

You won't enjoy Nobody's Hero as much if you haven't read Masters at Arms and Nobody's Angel first, because Adam and Karla's relationship actually began nine years early in section one of Masters--and continued to grow in Angel.

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Six-Sentence Sunday excerpt from MASTERS AT ARMS

 This excerpt takes place a little later in the scene I posted in this blog June 17. Master Adam has been drawn from his office like a magnet to steel toward the bar area by the voice of a woman auditioning to perform at the Masters at Arms fetish club. He hasn’t seen her face, but is very attracted to her from what he has seen and heard. (Finnish Goth singer Tarja Turunen is my inspiration for Karla and that's her in the photo above. Karla is auditioning to "I Walk Alone" and thinking about her big brother, Ian.)

When Damián calls her by name, Adam is horrified to find he might be lusting after the 16-year-old runaway he rescued in a bus station nine years earlier. (They had kept in touch by correspondence over the years, from the time he was serving in Iraq, but strictly in a mentor/paternal role from Adam's perspective.) 

I wanted to put the three sentences preceding this week's "chosen six," too, but then I’d have nine. Oh, heck. I'm a rebel and they’re short, so I’ll do it anyway. I'll just separate them a bit. <smile>. Enjoy!

 No. Couldn’t be. No fucking way! 

As if in slow motion, Adam watched her brush away the tears and raise her gaze to Damián’s. She smiled, but he saw the quiver in her lips. Her face was much like he remembered, except her blue eyes didn’t sparkle anymore. Then she noticed Adam and her smile faded. What little color she had in her face drained away.

When she swayed on her feet, he rushed to the stage and caught her in his arms before she collapsed.

MASTERS AT ARMS will be published at Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble, and other booksellers in August 2011.

Read more Six Sentence Sunday blogs here http://www.sixsunday.com/ starting Sunday morning. (I had to post a little early this weekend.)