Wednesday, January 30, 2008

SQUEEEEEEEEEEE


Mystic Circle is out today! As research for this story (and because it was ridiculously fun) I took a ten week citizen police academy course with our local police department. I've never really been one of those 'man in uniform' sort of girl, but during the course of class - particularly during the 12 hour ride along - I developed a new appreciation for cops.
Thanks to those handy-dandy dashboard cameras, during the class session on traffic stops I learned that my brother and his ex-girlfriend are not only a cautionary tale on those wild car chase cop shows and you tube, but have become part of police training courses. 10 years later and it's still going strong. The moral here is, if you get pulled over, don't steal the cop car. I'm so proud.
Anyway, here's an excerpt from Mystic Circle, and remember kids...don't steal police cars. It never ends well.
~Excerpt~
He opened the passenger door of a giant black SUV and leaned against it. “I’m not going to stand here and argue with you. Get in and I’ll take you home.”

“Gee, since you asked so nicely… No.”

“Becca…” The warning in his voice was unmistakable.

“I’m not getting in.” She looked over the vehicle in disgust. “Besides the fact that it’s got to be one of the least environmentally friendly vehicles on the road—”

He rolled his eyes but she continued.

“It’s also yours and you’ve got to be a complete fuck-wit if you think I’m going anywhere else with you. The field trip to the interrogation room was plenty, thanks.”

“Get in the damn truck.”

The commanding tone of his voice dampened her pussy in record time. How she was still able to get the hots for him after all he’d put her through today was mind-boggling. Maybe it was a stress response. Whatever it was, she needed to get home before she did something stupid and invite him back to finish what they’d started at Patrick’s wedding.

“Good night, detective,” she said as she turned away.

Grasping her wrist as she started to walk away, he tugged her back. “We’re not done.”
“If you’re not arresting me, then we’re done.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. This started two years ago and it’s nowhere near finished.” This was the first time he’d actually mentioned their dance floor indiscretion.

She stepped back as far as she could with him still holding on to her and another thought occurred to her. “At the wedding, were you using me to try to get information about the Donallys? Is that what this is about? You think maybe I’ll tell you something new about this case if you seduce it out of me?”

Her heart sank. She’d thought he’d actually been attracted to her. And like a moron, she’d thought maybe he still was. The truth really did hurt.

He shook his head. “This is about you and me, granola—not the case.”
She blinked at him. “Did you just call me granola?”

“Yep.” The smile she hadn’t seen for two years appeared briefly and she melted a little inside.

“There is no you and me,” she murmured. No matter how much she might wish for the opposite. Why did she still have to want him after all of this? How could she still want him?

He yanked her flush against his body and locked his arm around her waist. She took a breath only to feel her pebbled nipples rasp against his chest. He lowered his head to hers and she couldn’t convince herself to pull away. Would it be so bad to give in to the desire simmering between them?

“Granola?” she asked, staring at him.

He kissed the corner of her mouth. “You’re just like granola,” he murmured as he moved his lips along the line of her jaw. “A little salty.” He gently bit her earlobe and her hands convulsed on his shoulders. He took her mouth in a sweeping kiss, tasting every inch of her, his tongue toying with her piercing, before lifting his head. “And so sweet.”

Turning, he pinned her against the side of his SUV. The cool metal was a sharp contrast to the hot flesh of the man pressed against her body. She sighed into his mouth as he kissed her again. What a pushover she was, softening against him as soon as he kissed her. Her anger had evaporated or had at least turned to lust. Running her fingers through his dark, wet hair, she pulled him closer.

His big, rough hands stroked the bare skin of her back sending need rocketing through her. Rain soaked them making their skin slick and she fought the urge to strip his shirt from him right here on the street where anyone could see. Of course, it was pouring rain and they were mostly hidden by his vehicle and the buildings on either side of the alley but did she dare? She settled for sliding her hands up and under the wet fabric and exploring the taut muscles of his chest and back.

He groaned at her touch. “I’d forgotten how good you taste.”

He tugged at the strings of her halter top where it was secured around her neck.

“Jack…” She tried unsuccessfully to slap his hand away.

He held her motionless with those chocolate brown eyes—eyes that were no longer cold and distant. “I need more, Becca. I need to taste more of you.”

A fresh rush of moisture flooded her core at his words. When he looked at her like that, she needed him to taste more too. Lowering her hand she let him finish untying her top. Almost reverently, he bared her breasts to his eyes and the elements. Rain spattered her pebbled nipples as his heated gaze enveloped her.

He licked the moisture from her skin purposely avoiding her aching nipples. “Damn it, Jack! Don’t tease.”

Before she’d finished speaking he engulfed an aching peak in the scalding heat of his mouth, sucking hard. Clasping his head, she arched away from the truck keeping his mouth right where she wanted it. His lips tugged rhythmically at her breast and her womb pulsed needily in time with every glorious pull. Want cascaded through her body as she shuddered in his arms.

He groaned as he moved from one breast to the other. The sound was barely audible in the falling rain but the vibrations coursed through her body. At this rate, he’d have her coming with nothing more than his mouth on her nipples. He dragged his lips over her collarbone and nipped at it before continuing the climb along the column of her throat, back to her lips. The stubble on his face abraded her skin but she didn’t care. She wanted more.

As he kissed her, he bunched her skirt in his hands, dragging the fabric upward to bare her legs. This was no careful seduction, this was desperation pure and simple and Goddess did she understand that need. She fumbled with his belt, loosening it and yanking his zipper down and freeing the button at the waistband.

“You’d better have a condom, Jack.” She slid her hand inside his pants and wrapped her fingers around the thick, hot length of his cock.

He shuddered at her touch. “Jesus, Becca,” he breathed. He pulled her hand from his jeans and secured both of her wrists in his hand above her head. “Don’t,” he growled against her neck. “I’m too damn close.”

His rough voice scraped over her nerve endings and she took a shaky breath, inhaling the scent of warm male and cool rain.

“I don’t think you’re close enough,” she said, nipping at his lower lip before soothing it with her tongue.”

The rain fell faster running in rivulets over her bare skin as he ground his rock-hard cock against her mound. He took her mouth again as he slipped his free hand under her ass and lifted her, pulling her closer.

What was she doing? This was the man who refused to believe her. The one who’d hauled her down to the police station and questioned her for hours. He was also the man who’d haunted her dreams for the past two years. She couldn’t make herself push him away. Maybe this encounter with Jack was what she needed to move on with her life.

“More,” she demanded freeing her hands and shoving his shirt up.

15 comments:

Margaret Yang said...

Is the cover guy Asian? Could he be?

justadreamer said...

holy hell!! Tell me that's in pring some where and I can go out and get it!!!

I'm so not above begging.

Amarinda Jones said...

Excellent excerpt - good luck with the new release

Jennifer Armintrout said...

Dude DUDE DUUUUUUUUDE!!!!

Molly Daniels said...

Congrats on your new release! Added it to my TBB list:)

Cathy said...

I love your humor, what a great excerpt. Definitely a book I would love to read.

lrwirum said...

wow great excerpt. Love the cover. :-)

Ashley Ladd said...

Congrats on the new book. Hope you get lots of sales.

Great excerpt.

I didn't know we could take a police/citizen course. I should do that for research. Cool idea. I'll have to see if my local PD has that.

Sandra Cox said...

This looks great! Love the cover. Wishing you many sales, Bron!

poodyleigh said...

WOW!! What a great excerpt!! This sounds like it is going to be an awesome book! I hope that your life will calm down, it is such a shame about your sons friends mom! What a tragedy! Hope you get to feeling better too!!

Anny Cook said...

Yay, release buddy! Excellent excerpt. Already on my reader... waiting for tomorrow.

danetteb said...

“A little salty.” ...... “And so sweet.”

Couldn't stop laughing. Thanks for the teaser.

Congrats on the New Release!

Hugs, Danette

Brynn Paulin said...

What? You're not supposed to steal the police car and drive it wildly down the highway??

Kelly Kirch said...

OH MY GOSH I'm so excited for this!!! You fabulous writer, you. I mean, Me. Yay!!! Happy happy happy release day.

Fred. (who is dying to read MC)

sterlingwriter said...

Ha! I love that the comments all mention "release" after reading this excerpt. Or maybe I have the mind of a 14 year old. Hmmm.
So, is there a "Cops" YouTube?
All kidding aside, I heart Jack, always have.