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You know, not that I’m biased or anything.
…okay, I might be a little biased 😉
Excerpt from Wendy Sparrow’s contribution to The Naughty List, “Stealing Time”:
His tongue stroked hers in a caress so sinful she moaned into his mouth. He pulled at her lower lip with his, sucking and tasting. This wasn’t like any kissing she’d done before. Every touch of his tongue was a taste.
“Mmm,” he hummed the word against her mouth.
She dug her fingers into his hair so she could keep him close and taste him back.
One of his hands dropped to her lower back, pressing her against him. It wasn’t enough. None of it was enough. She tipped onto her toes to deepen their kissing. If he stopped, she’d die—she was sure of it.
She forgot everything—where they were, who they were, and even why it might not be a good idea. All she knew was the caress of tongue against tongue, the friction of lips, and the heat of his breath against her wet lips.
And then there was giggling behind Zeit, and she pulled back enough to see one of the little kids, who’d been fascinated with her hot bodyguard, staring at them with a wide grin.
“Blond hair? Little male mortal?” Zeit asked, staring at her mouth.
“I would have called him a boy, but yes . . . ”
“During the caroling, I told him I’d help him get a candy cane off the tree. Apparently the higher ones taste better.”
She tilted her head and fought a smile.
He flicked a glance at the mistletoe as he loosened his arms. “We’re not done, though.”
“We are for in public.” She felt indecent already. And she wanted to feel more indecent. That wasn’t good—especially since it felt so good.
He hopped onto the step she was on, reached up, grabbed the mistletoe and pocketed it.
Over the crowd, she saw Mrs. Cowper grinning wide enough to make her face break as she watched them. Great. Their first kiss had spectators, and she was fairly certain she’d attacked him. It was the touch of his lips against her hand—who knew that was such an erogenous zone? Evidently all those nerve endings lit on fire when they came in contact with Zeit’s mouth.
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