It’s #WIPWednesday, and I’ve got more from my latest release ‘Early Sins’ the prequel for ‘Lethal Sin‘. I’m so excited to share this week because the book is LIVE and free on Kindle Unlimited (or $2.99 on Amazon)! Click here to buy: Early Sins (amazon)! In today’s snippet Camille picked a fight with Smith over her practicing at Manny’s gym. Smith has a jealous streak and when she teased him for it, they ended up sparring, and he won. Now, he’s looking to get an apology out of her – like Camille would ever apologize!
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Smith tugged her workout pants down, his thumb hooking into her underwear to pull them down as well. A shiver rolled through her as he nipped at her ribs. “Now, it wouldn’t be fair to Manny if I fought him.” He squeezed her ass, the hard press of his cock evident even through the loose jeans he wore. “I wouldn’t want to embarrass your BFF in front of his own gym.”
“He’s not my best friend.” Hissing through her teeth she tried to sit up, but he held her face down on the bed as he nipped his way down to her waist. Sometimes biting harder, sometimes kissing her softly – a constant contradiction that had her more tense than when he’d run the knife over her skin.
“Then who is? Bill?” There was laughter in Smith’s voice, and she rolled her eyes.
“I would never take your bestie from you.” A hard spank landed on her ass, burning bright for a moment before the heat settled, then another swat to her other cheek, just as hard. “Fuck!”
“Not yet, C. I’m still waiting for an apology.” Smith locked her legs in place with one of his, keeping his hand firmly between her shoulders, and then he really started the spanking. Hard, firm swats that felt like bursts of fire, growing worse as one handprint overlaid the last. If she had her choice, she’d have him kick her ass any day before she’d take a spanking like this, at least if they fought she gave as good as she got. Twisting her hands into the comforter she bit down and refused to make a sound.
There was no way in hell she was apologizing.
Or quitting Manny’s gym.
Finally, Smith stopped, his breathing a little harder above her and she swallowed down the groan in her chest – the wetness between her thighs no longer a surprise. She just had to hold out a little longer through the fiery heat in her ass and he’d fuck her.
“C?”
“Smith?” She smiled into the bed when he laughed, tracing his hand down her spine as he released his weight from her and spread her legs.
“You are so incredibly perfect.” The hint of a blush in her cheeks had to be a result of the spanking, and losing the sparring match, and not because he’d said those magical words again. She was a lot of things, but she was not some fucking girly girl to swoon when he said sweet shit. He flipped her over effortlessly, tugging her shoes off along with the pants and underwear – and that was when she realized he’d removed his jeans.
Nothing but naked, toned flesh as far as she could see.
“Move in.” He tilted his head up and she moved back as he climbed onto the bed between her thighs, kissing his way up her aching ribs, flicking his tongue over her nipple, and then capturing her mouth. His tongue met hers with a moan, and she melted under him.
Smith could be cold, violent, and deadly – she’d seen him pull a trigger without flinching too many times to think otherwise.
But he was only like this with her.
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Feisty and sexy and unf, I just love these two. Don’t forget to grab your copy of Early Sins, and enjoy! While you’re waiting for that to download, check out these other snippets below.