TITLE: Wicked Stepmother
GENRE: Adult Romantic Suspense
Amanda looked up at him. Lips parted. Confusion and desire in her eyes.
The need to kiss her pounded through Greg. They stopped walking. He turned her to face him. Only a whisper of space separated their bodies.
He took a step closer until their chests touched. He felt every uneven breath she took. He wanted to look down, to see how she looked against him, but he couldn’t move his gaze from her face. From her bright eyes and soft lips.
He lifted his hand to again smooth back her hair. Caressed her cheek. The feel of her skin sent heat through him, his whole body throbbing with need for her.
“Greg.” She said his name on a breath. The most beautiful thing he’d ever heard.
Slowly, holding her gaze the whole time, he lowered his head. Slid his hand to the back of her neck to tilt her toward him.
The moment Greg's lips brushed Amanda's, electricity jolted him. He struggled not to yank her against him and devour. To be gentle. To enjoy the sweet taste of her mouth against his. To explore rather than demand.
As much as he wanted more, wanted everything, he forced himself to draw back. He knew she had to leave. If he kissed her the way he wanted, he might not let her.
Her eyes glassy, she looked up at him. “I...”
Unable to resist, he brushed his lips over the bruise on her cheek, careful not to hurt her. “You need to go.”
She slid her hand up his chest and under the collar of his shirt. Her skin burned against his. “Not quite yet.”
He pulled her tightly against him, letting her feel what their brief kiss did to him. “Yeah, you do.”
She laughed as she kissed his cheek. “Wow.” She stepped away and turned back in the direction they’d come from. Not releasing his hand, she pulled him with her.