Sunday, September 30, 2012

Sunday Snoggin' With One More Night!

It's Snoggin' Time!! This is a fresh off the presses story, One More Night. I love writing about planes and pilots, so this one is particularly good for me. Grin. Enjoy!

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Fear can blind. Will love show the way in the dark? All it takes is one more night...

Three years ago, Jenna ran away from what should have been the best night of her life. Letting her fear and shame get in the way of true happiness has haunted her ever since. It’s time to move on and put the past behind her. A date through the 1Night Stand service is the perfect opportunity to start living life again.

When the love of his life slipped through his fingers, Drake hated to let her go. A near-death accident prevented him from going after her. But after three years of recovery and waiting, he’s ready to take back what’s his, and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep her from running again.

Can Madame Eve work a miracle or will love lose out to pride and fear?

And Now for That Snog!


Shock spiraled through his veins. “I didn’t hear you. Taking lessons from your cat?” “I took off my shoes.” Jenna inched up beside him and tossed her stilettos onto the floor. “Help me up?”

“You want to be here now?”

“I do. I planned all these things I wanted to say to you when I saw you again and I let my emotions get to me. I’m sorry I got snarky with you.” She flattened her hands on the counter and hopped onto the Formica surface. “There.”


“I owe you a proper hello.” She rubbed her nose along his. “Hi, Drake. I’ve missed you.” She captured his mouth in a kiss.

Tingles surged down his spine. Heat settled in his belly and a groan bubbled in his throat. He smoothed his hands along her sides. Without breaking the kiss, she leaned closer and licked the seam of his lips. God, he loved when she took the lead. A glimpse of creamy skin caught his attention and he palmed her thigh.

Jenna shifted to the edge of the counter and wrapped her legs around him. Moving in time with her, he wedged one hand between their bodies and massaged circles down her belly to her pussy. His other hand touched the damp silk of her panties. He swallowed her gasp with his mouth. The aroma of her arousal floated through the air. He memorized the way she smelled, like cinnamon and musk.

She broke the kiss first and rested her forehead on his. “You bring out the bad girl in me. I forgot how much I liked it.”