Sexy is as sexy does. Here is an excerpt from my International Digital Award winning erotic romance novella. The Mysterious Mrs. Pennybaker is set in one of my favorite time periods…the Roaring Twenties…and mixes in just the right about of intrigue with a whole lot of hot, steamy, sex!
Nick pulled his roadster to a stop in front of Ariel’s brownstone and cut the engine. “I don’t suppose you’re going to invite me inside for a drink, are you?”
She shrugged, the elegant rise of her shoulders beneath the fur she wore making his heart race. Ariel Trumont Pennybaker was one the most beautiful women he’d ever seen. Yet, it was her wit and her stubbornness he found most attractive.
“I suppose it’s the least I can do, given you were kind enough to see me home.”
He jumped out of the car and moved around to the passenger side with the utmost haste, lest she change her mind and send him away. He opened her door and offered her his assistance. She seemed tentative at first but then laid her hand in his and stepped out of the car.
They climbed the three stairs leading to her front door, his attention drawn to the seductive sway of her hips. The moment they crossed the threshold and stepped into the fancy foyer, he knew he wanted her.
This was not part of the plan. You’re here on a reconnaissance mission, nothing more. He pushed his inner voice aside and followed Ariel further into the lavish home.
She opened the door leading to the formal parlor with a flourish, the swirl of her skirt as she crossed the room brushing against the back of her sexy legs.
His body warmed, as his blood began a slow simmer.
“Whisky or cognac?” she asked, lifting the first crystal decanter from the top of the bar.
She bent over to rummage through the contents of a lower cabinet, her tight little ass encased in shimmering satin and aimed in his direction. The simmer turned to a boil and settled hard and swift between his legs.
When she stood and turned in his direction, she held a bottle of clear amber liquid in her hands. “Found one.” She reached out, offering it to him. “Can you pop the cork?”
His own cork was mere moments from popping. He reached for the bottle but rather than start to work on the metal clamp, he set it aside.
“What about the champagne?ˮ Ariel’s words ended on a gasp as he slid his fingers through her hair and cupped the back of her head in his palm.
“How about we drop the pretenses, Ariel?”
He shook his head and then scanned the entire length of her body. Beneath the thin material of her fancy dress, her nipples tightened.
“We both know why I’m here…why you let me bring you home.” He stretched out his hand and stroked her breast, running his thumb across the stiff crest. “If you’ve been as dutiful a widow as it appears, you’re no doubt as horny as sailor on his first furlough.”
She pushed his hand away. “You’re quite rude for an officer and supposed gentleman, Major Stanton.”
Her show of defiance amused him. “I’m no longer a major. However, I can be a gentleman when the situation calls for it. This, my dearest Ariel, is not one of those times.”
“What makes you think I’m interested in you, or any other man for that matter?”
His laughter filled the room, drawing her frown, the pout of her full lips begging to be kissed.
“In the hotel lobby, when I came up behind you and nearly pinned you to the Lieutenant’s chest, your body shook with excitement. Even though you tried to hide it, I heard the swift catch of your breath when you sucked in air. I’d wager my entire bankroll on the fact you came right there on the spot. Visions of having both of us ran through that beautiful head of yours at the speed of light and you drenched your fancy silk panties.”
She shot him a glare, her mock anger a direct contrast to the soft whimper that slipped past her pursed lips.
“The question is,” he continued, “whether or not you’d prefer us one at a time or both at the same time.”
She raised her hand, but he caught hold of her wrist before she could land a blow to his cheek. He pressed her captured fingertips to his lips and slid his tongue between her splayed fingers.
“You’re despicable. No woman in her right mind…”
He pulled her forward until she crashed against his chest. “The state of your mind has nothing to do with it, Ariel.” A shiver took hold of her as he skimmed his hands down her back, waist, her hips. The curve of her lush bottom filled his hands. “It’s the state of your body I’m interested in.”
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