Happy New Year to you all! How's 2012 treating you so far? I had a new release come out from Carina Press called Touch Me, and it features a yummy alpha military hero in a friends-to-lovers story that I hope will melt your heart along with your panties :)
Arriving home on leave from his tour of duty, Army Captain Alex Montoya
knows there’s a beautiful woman waiting for him—his best friend’s
sister. She’s always been off limits…until now. He fully intends to move
them out of being “just friends” and encourage her to release the
sexual needs he senses she’s buried deep.
Tianna McIntyre is starting over after her marriage ended. Her
ex-husband weakened her self-esteem and caused her to deny her true
sexual desires. But being around Alex brings all her dormant fantasies
to the surface, and now Tianna feels the stirrings of her secret,
Determined to help repair the damage Tianna’s ex did to her
self-worth, Alex will use whatever means necessary to convince her
they’re meant for each other, including tying her down to make sure he
has her full attention while he takes her to the heights of pleasure
she’s always dreamed of…
She swallowed, mouth too dry to speak.His seductive touch wreaked
havoc on her nervous system, but she was still unsure of his motives.
Did he feel sorry for her now? Was she so lonely and desperate for his
touch that he could tell?
“What are we doing?”
His thumbs pressed deep on a spot that made her toes curl, and she bit back a moan. “Enjoying each other. Is that okay?”
She nodded. But was that all they were doing? Was that all she meant
to him? She’d never had a fling. Didn’t think she could be just that to
Those clever fingers stroked higher, behind her knee, and paused. Her
heart drummed loudly in her ears as she stared at him. God, she was
already wet and throbbing for him, and all he’d done was touch her leg.
She licked her lips. “What?”
Impossible. Her brain was whirring like a runaway carousel.
His fingertips moved a few inches higher, up her inner thigh. “Just feel.”
More than the words, the tenderness overlying the command in his
voice sent a ribbon of heat curling through her. Her leg muscles drew
tight while he continued to caress her over-sensitized skin in a lazy,
slow pattern. Lighting up her entire body with no effort at all.
Alex’s eyes seemed to glow in the soft lamplight. “Feel good?”
She nodded, afraid to speak. God, it’d been so long for her. She
wasn’t sure she could get through this without crying. He meant so much
to her. This meant so much to her. But under the heat the
nerves crept back in, those vicious little doubts that pricked her with
You take too long. You’re too much work.
You’re not sexy enough.
You’re not even wet. You need serious help. Her ex’s voice.
The hand around her ankle firmed, and she sucked in her breath. “Your
skin’s so soft.” He sounded almost reverent, and it made her throat
ache. Watching her, almost daring her to look away, his fingers trailed
back and forth over her inner thigh, just inches from the edge of her
damp thong. “I’m going to ask you something, and I want you to be honest
with me.” When she didn’t answer, he finally spoke again. “Are you wet
right now, Tia?”
Blood rushed to her cheeks, engulfing her face in heat.
His eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled slightly. “Are you?”
She didn’t know how to respond. If she said yes when he’d only been
touching her legs, would she look pathetic? Chickening out, she broke
eye contact. “Alex…”
“Tell me.” The heat of his fingers seemed to brand her skin.
Avoiding his gaze, she stared hard at the blanket covering her lap and nodded, praying it was the answer he wanted.
“Look at me.”
The ring of command in his voice brought her head up. What she saw in
his eyes stole her breath. They were molten, full of raging hunger. For
her. The knowledge shocked her.
“I’m going to keep touching you,” he said. “I want to find out what
makes you squirm, makes you beg. And what makes you come for me.”
His words wrung a primal shiver out of her. She couldn’t believe what
he was saying. How could he be attracted to her when he could have any
woman he wanted?
His fingers paused, resting hot against her thigh. “Unless you want me to stop.”
“I don’t want you to stop.” Her voice was a mere thread of a sound.
One side of his mouth curved up. “Okay. But I don’t know what you need unless you tell me.”
Her heart fell. He expected her to say it out loud? The thought
terrified her. “What I need?” God, did he somehow know about her secret
fantasies? Did he think she was depraved or weird?
He nodded slowly. “I want to know what you need from me. Romance and candlelight aren’t my style, querida, but I’ll give them to you if that’s what you want.”
The endearment made her lower belly flutter in desperate longing,
gave her hope. He’d never called her that before. “I don’t need them.”
One coal black brow rose. “Yes you do, and you deserve them. But that’s not the real me.”
Her throat dried up, her heart skipping frantically. Was it possible
he wanted the same thing she did? “What…what’s the real you?” she asked
before she could stop herself.
A sardonic smile curved his mouth. His tempting, edible mouth that
had given her such pleasure this morning. “Not sure you’d like the
answer to that.”
Oh yes, she might. Gathering her courage, Tia sat up and placed her
hand over his. Her pulse hammered in her ears. “Then show me.”
I'm going to give away a digital copy of Touch Me to a commenter here, so to enter please leave me a comment about one of your fave steamy reads in the past year. I'm heading to Mississippi tomorrow to visit the fabulous Katie Reus, and since I'm deathly afraid of flying, I'd appreciate any hot recs that I can download to my Kindle to keep me somewhat distracted while I'm helpless and 30,000 feet in the air. *shudder*