Where I End by Michelle Dare Excerpt
Title:
Where I End
Author:
Michelle Dare
Genre:
NA Romance Standalone
Editor:
Karen Hrdlicka
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Tiffany Landers
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Blurb:
Eve
Pretentious.
Arrogant. Condescending. Cruel.
All
words I'd used to label him. Exactly what I’d always believed he was. All that
changed one spring morning when I realized I didn't know the man behind the
facade at all.
Angry.
Desperate. Broken. Mine.
All
words I'd use to define him after I interfered. Once our eyes locked, I was all
in. There was no turning back. He tried to push me away, but I refused to let
him go. I was determined to save him. What I didn't expect was that he would
save me, too.
Cy
I
was so close to ending my misery. Mere seconds away. Then she stumbled upon our
argument, and I changed my plans. She wasn't supposed to be there. She knew too
much. Even with my entire world burning down around me, she wouldn't walk away.
I’ve
always been on my own. No one had ever fought for me before. Why should anyone
start now? But she did, no matter how much I tried to stop her. I knew I was
nothing, unworthy of her, but she was persistent. Once she got under my skin, I
couldn't let her go, because where I end, she begins.
Author Bio:
Michelle
Dare is a romance author. Her stories range from sweet to sinful and from new
adult to fantasy. There aren’t enough hours in the day for her to write all of
the story ideas in her head. When not writing or reading, she’s a wife and mom
living in eastern Pennsylvania. One day she hopes to be writing from a beach
where she will never have to see snow or be cold again.
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Excerpt
I
close the distance between us but don't touch her, no matter how badly I want
to. What should I do? Lead her outside to the chairs on the deck, where we can
watch the sunset? Or do I drag her into my bedroom and spend the rest of the
night cherishing her body?
She
makes the decision for me by taking my hand in hers and walking us outside to
the deck. I sit in a dark green Adirondack chair and bring her down to my lap.
Her back to my chest; her head on my shoulder. The sun is lowering on the
horizon. The mountain is at our back, and the dense forest is spread out before
us. Pink and burnt orange hues light the sky, but all of it pales in comparison
to the woman with me.
She
turns her face toward mine and leans slightly away from me to allow room for my
lips to press to hers. And they do. I have to grip the arms of the chair to
keep my hands off her. Our tongues touch as a fire ignites in my veins, calling
for me to take her—all of her—and make her mine. To claim her and let the world
know she's off-limits.
She
pulls back and stands, then turns around to face me. Her slender legs straddle
my lap, slipping beneath the armrests as she settles on top of me. I can't
resist touching her now. My hands glide up her thighs to rest on her ass, each
hand palming her, pushing her into my hardening length.
Her
hands find my shoulders as she tips her head back to rub her center against me.
"Fuck,
baby. You have no idea what you do to me."
She
leans forward, her lips hovering over mine. "I think I do," she says
breathily. "When you're in front of me, it takes all my willpower not to
touch you. Not to run my hands down your chest and stomach. There are so many
parts of you I know nothing about. I want everything you have to give me. I
want to know you on every level. I want to be the one you confide in. I want it
all."
My
hands work under her shirt to the soft skin of her back. "I'm yours."
It's all I can say without revealing how deeply her words affect me. Everything
she wants, I’ll give her. Maybe not all at once, but over time.
It's
a constant struggle for me to confide in others, when for so many years, I was
told I was lying. I quickly push those thoughts from my mind. Now isn't the
time. Not when I have Evie like this.
My
fingers make quick work of the clasp of her bra. Once it's unhooked, I skate my
fingers from her back, over her ribs, to her breasts. She moans, then captures
my lips with hers. I can't believe I'm finally going to have her. For years,
I've thought about what it would be like. How she'd react to me. If she'd want
me as badly as I want her. Her nipples pebble when my fingers gently pinch
them. Our tongues are exploring one another. God, I want to sink so deep inside
of her and never leave.
The
feel of her fingers working open my jeans has me practically coming in
anticipation of her touching me. Her hand slips inside my jeans, inside my
boxers, and grips me. My hips jerk forward at her touch. She shifts back a
little on my lap to make room to stroke me from base to tip. Fuck. My body
tenses at her touch, trying hard not to end this before it begins. She’s my
undoing. Every other woman took work for me to get off.
I
need her naked. I need to taste her skin. Quickly, I break our kiss to lift her
shirt and bra from her. Finding the taut peak of her breast with my lips, I
suck on her, swirling my tongue along her skin. Her grip on my dick tightens,
her movements faster now. I start unfastening her jeans. I can't wait anymore.
I need to be inside of her.
Wow, after reading that excerpt, we have to read Where I End by Michelle Dare, Don't you agree?
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