Seven
By Susan Renee
Genre: NA Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 22, 2016
Devastation
Moving back home
wasn't anything I ever wanted.
But after enduring
the worst,
Going home was the
only answer.
Being back is
everything I thought it would be...
Awful, isolating, a
constant reminder of what I lost.
And the last thing
I need--or want--is another reminder of my past,
Especially Bryant
Wood.
Guilt
That's all I
feel--all I can see when I look at Savannah Turner.
I want to hold her,
feel her, love her,
And thank her for
what's she given me.
But I can't show
her the gratitude.
The relief.
The gift she's
given me.
I won't.
It'll ruin
everything.
A secret I must
keep--a secret that could break her.
Shatter her.
Destroy her.
All over again.
When I hear the
gentle moan of desire escape from the back of her throat I can’t stop myself.
My hands make their way to her waist, enjoying the feel of her curves along the
way. Fervently, I lift her body and turn us both around until she’s seated on
the kitchen counter. Immediately she wraps her legs around me as I stand in
between her thighs.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph I’m standing in between her thighs.
How does a guy get this lucky?
Music is still
coming from her phone on the counter but I’ll be damned if I’m even listening
to it. Whatever it is, it’s slower in tempo which only fuels the flames between
us.
My lips leave hers
as she slowly rolls her head to the side granting me access to her neck. Like
an animal pouncing on his prey my lips are on her without a moment’s
hesitation. I carefully brush her neck with my tongue before sampling the same
spot lightly with my teeth. Savannah gasps before releasing a satisfied moan
making my dick scream for attention.
And it’s right there…
Between her thighs…
Blocked by my damn jeans…
Her hands hastily
make their way to the hemline of my t-shirt. She tugs at it fiercely until I
help her pull it up and over my head.
Dear God, this is happening.
“Bryant...” I hear
her whisper as I continue my trail of kisses across her neckline. She folds
into me, hugging my head and holding me against her chest. I take that as my
cue that it’s time to move her. I kiss her chest lightly right at the top of
her dress while moving my hands slowly up her legs. I’m about to go where I’ve
never gone before with her and fuck if I’m not enjoying every minute of it. My
hands glide underneath her dress as they slide eagerly up her thighs. I’m
trying so hard to slow down and take it all in but this girl is hungry and I
want to be the one she feeds on.
Susan Renee wants
to live in a world where paint doesn’t smell, Hogwarts is open
twenty-four/seven, and everything is covered in glitter. An indie romance
author, Susan has written about everything from lawn mowers to thick colossal
bottles of wine, and has won a Snuggle Buddy award for her nonfiction book,
“The Hula Hoop Tester’s Guide to Jumping.” She lives in Ohio with her family
and seven tiny donkeys. She’s a Pet Whispering major from OMGU with a Masters
in medical care for inanimate objects (a la Doc McStuffins). Susan enjoys
crab-walking through the Swiss Alps, drinking Muscle Milk, and doing the Care
Bear stare with her closest friends.
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