Steven's Salvation (co-authored with Liz Andrews)
Book 2 in the Redemption series
ISBN:1-59632-145-8
Publisher: Loose Id
Genre(s): Erotic Contemporary; Suspense; Multicultural

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God this was wrong. But like most things that were bad for you, it felt unbelievably good, and unmistakably right. Steven moved into her, forceful and erect, shoving her back against the wall. His lips pushed into hers, forcing hers apart as he slid his tongue deep into her mouth. The old familiar taste rocked her to her core, as if their time apart had never existed.

Moving her head, Samantha tore her mouth away from his, trying desperately to catch her breath. Steven took that moment to push closer and take her bare earlobe between his teeth, and nip at it. The pain startled her, as did the intense heat that rushed through her body at the simple hint of pain. Samantha's nipples tightened in response, pushing out against her plain white T-shirt, causing Steven to let out a deep chuckle.

"Seems like some things never change."

"Bastard!"she spat, hating the amusement in his eyes. The only thing worse than wanting him was Steven knowing how much she wanted him. It was something she couldn't deny, not to herself and not to him, any longer.

"Why? Because I love the way you respond to me? The way you've always responded to me?"

Samantha pushed up at him, trying to move him off her. "You're so goddamn cocky. It's just physical Steven. I haven't been with Aaron in awhile. I'll admit it, you're attractive, but you know that. My body is just missing the touch of a man. Any man."

The amusement quickly vanished from his eyes, replaced instead by fury. "Any man, huh?"

Steven grabbed her hands and yanked them over her head, securing them against the wall with one of his. "Does any man know that innocent little Sammy gets off on fucking in front of a mirror, so she can watch herself being pleasured? Does any man know that Sammy likes it rough, dirty, and as often as her hot little box can take it?"

Samantha turned her head, refusing to look into his mocking eyes any longer. Never would she admit that the few times she and Aaron had made love, she had faked it. That he hadn't been able to take her to the heights Steven did because Steven knew her body and her soul. Pressing closer to her ear, Steven dipped his tongue inside briefly before whispering, "Does any man know that his fiancé loves the added thrill of almost getting caught? That you like to be given permission to cum, and that you love the feel of hands in your hair when you're... sucking... cock?"The last words were said slowly and carefully, creating the last chink in her wavering armor.

Samantha turned her head, and silenced Steven's words with her mouth. No, she had never told Aaron any of those things. She had never told anyone. They were her own private little dirty secrets she stored in her mind like a home video, unleashing them and rewinding them only when she needed to get off.

This time it was Steven who pulled away, but he did it slowly, inching away a millisecond at a time. "Tell me Sammy,"Moving his other hand up her arm until he had both of her wrists in his strong hands, Steven tightened his grip, squeezing ever so slowly, letting Samantha know in no uncertain terms, who was in control. "Does any man know those things about you?"

"No,"she whimpered, her body crying out to his.

"Does any man fuck you the way that you love?"

"No."She ached. She needed.

"Does any man make you come as often and as hard as you crave?"

"No."She wanted only him.

"I didn't think so."Moving to her again, Steven captured her mouth, and this time, Samantha moved back, and gave as good as he did. She had denied herself and Steven of this, of the one thing the other could give each other, for more than a year. It was time to indulge once more.