Who doesn't want to get lucky?
In an erotic romance that means the sexy hero and the captivating heroine are about to connect like two runaway freight trains.
I've thought about characters getting "lucky" and what that takes to turn up the heat to say SCORCHING!
You might think I've thought about this too much if you've read some of the smexy scenes I dare to share.
If you care, tell me a book with sexilicious scenes melting right off the page.
Below, a treat. A sinfully sexy except racheting hot to hotter.
Matt and Caroline are so Tempted by Trouble.
And remember, it's not always about the S-E-X.
In this scene the hero rocks a state of
And then it's all about charming the panties off the girl.
Carolina headed out of the reception area into the lobby and then Matt’s fingers clamped around her arm. The pressure made her whirl around. “Let. Me. Go.”
“Think again.” The look in Matt’s eyes was hot enough to liquefy steel.
“Is this how you get your dates? By force?” she hissed, her fingers balling up.
He softly laughed. “Hush, Carolina.”
“I don’t think I can stand to be in the same room with you. Ever.”
“Give me one more minute of your time. That’s it. I promise.”
She allowed him to pull her toward a hall and into a business room set up with a computer and printer.
He shut the door and didn’t let her go. “You’re right. I don’t think either one of us could stand to be in the same room together and not do this.”
Her lips opened to protest. He took hold of her other arm and held her firmly, moving her backward as if they were dancing a tango until no more space existed between them. His body blanketed hers and his cheek was snug against her temple. She moved her face and scraped against the rough surface of his jaw. His mouth seared against her cheekbone, downward toward her neck, his breath a heat wave moving over her skin, hotter with every exhalation.
“What do you want from me?” she whispered.
“Hell, I want to touch every inch of your skin and then kiss your lips until they’re swollen and red. I want to strip that dress off your shoulder and trace a line from the seam of your lips over the curve of your breast until I reach the tip. I want to run my tongue in a pattern until your nipples harden and then tease each of your breasts until you say my name in a plea for release. I want to lift that dress of yours and see what type of lingerie you’re wearing. I’m sure whatever you have on must be pretty damn sexy.”
Matt’s words crept past her anger and smoothed her ragged feelings into warm caramel. His hands and the heat of his body had her dripping wet.
“I’ll slip my finger under the edge of your panties and touch you. I want to spread your sweet folds and rub you. Sweet Jesus, I want you. Are you going to deny you feel the same fire?”
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