Wicked Valentine (Sizzling Encounters Book 2)
Blurb
Who knew being wicked could be this fun?
Maxwell Stone has wanted Sabrina for over a year. But Nina’s the ultimate
professional and has no intention of getting involved. That is, until
the night she gets a little tipsy and finds herself begging for his
touch.
After an intense night of making Nina’s sexual fantasies come true,
Max finds he doesn’t want to let her go. Nina wants Maxwell too, but
she won’t put her job on the line for any man. She loves the passion
they shared, but when she’s invited to the Wicked Valentine Ball,
she decides it’s time to put Max out of her mind. Of course, the last
thing she expects is for him to be her escort. And she doesn’t expect
to find someone else trying to keep them apart. Permanently…
Excerpt:
Chapter One
What in the hell was wrong with this picture? She was at a retreat,
or what she liked to think of as a stupid idea someone with too much
time had come up with to push her and her coworkers into learning to
communicate better, get a feel for what each employee wanted to get
out of the job, and figure out a way to provide better service…and
some other crap she couldn’t remember at the moment.
Why in the world did she have to be there? She slapped her calf, killing
off another mosquito. Darkness enveloped the group around the campfire,
which made it easy for her glance over to the side and chug on the wine
bottle, the one she had strategically placed next to the tree trunk
she sat on. Everyone was so involved in “sharing” that they didn’t
notice her getting drunk in the back, alone. And that was perfectly
fine by her.
If only they would stop the incessant chatter already and send her off
to bed, giving her some peace. But if she went to bed in her very lonely
cabin, she wouldn’t be able to watch Max.
She glanced off to the side, as if admiring the scenery, and took another
gulp of wine, the fruity flavor no longer bursting on her tongue but
mixing with the lingering sweetness from her previous swig.
“Sabrina?” Eve’s sharp tone made her jerk to face the rest of
the group. Normally she wouldn’t mind being called by her real name,
though everyone outside of work knew her as Nina, but the way Eve said
it, with so much severity, it made her want to wince.
“Hmm?”
The outdoors and nature did nothing to smooth out Eve’s harsh features.
Nor did she look anywhere near friendly with the glare she directed
toward Nina. Nina had to fight the urge to giggle every time Eve looked
at her that way. Eve reminded her of Cruella de Vil.
“I asked if there was anything you’d like to add to the discussion?”
Nina’s gaze slid past Eve to lock on Max. His lips quirked, almost
like he knew exactly what she’d been doing. Too bad he was so far
away and there were all those people there, or she’d finally do something
about the attraction that didn’t let her sleep. She was ready to finally
give in to temptation and have her way with him. Screw the fact that
they worked together. Or better said, she worked for him.
“No, Eve. I think what you have shared covers all the important points
we’re here to discuss.” Lie. She had no clue what Eve had been saying.
Eve’s frown smoothed, and she lifted her chin. “Thank you, Sabrina.”
She turned back to the others, effectively dismissing her. “As I was
saying…”
Nina shut Eve’s low, droning voice out of her mind again and peeked
down a passageway between the trees. There was enough light from the
campsite, she could just make out her way down the path. Curiosity got
a hold of her. She stood on wobbly legs and blinked. The group spun
out of focus for a second.
“Sabrina?”
Nina took a few steps toward the dimly lit passage in the woods before
she turned to Max’s enquiring voice. “I’m just going to the ladies
room for a moment.” She pointed in the direction of the trees.
“Wait! That’s not…”
She ignored Max’s call to her and strolled off, breaking twigs and
dead leaves with each step. Mosquitoes nibbled on her legs, each bite
a constant reminder that she wished she was home in her bed, relaxing,
or at least with someone that would help her fight the arousal shooting
through her whenever she glanced at Max. But she’d broken up with
her last boyfriend a while back. Since he didn’t get the message that
she was no longer interested, she had stopped going to the places she
might encounter him.
With each step she took, the sound of the river beckoned her in its
direction. Her foot caught, and she tripped on a branch. She squealed
as the earth tilted in front of her. Rocky ground rushed up to meet
her face.
A strong pair of hands grabbed her by the waist and hauled her backward.
“I got you.” Max’s deep voice caressed her ear while he helped
her straighten.
Swooshing from water streaming nearby and crickets, somewhere in the
vicinity, were the only sounds to be heard. Each noise drove home the
fact she was outdoors and anyone could come by, not that she cared.
He shifted her in his arms until she faced him, her front leaning heavily
into his muscled body. She sighed, glancing up into his shadowed face.
Not that she needed light to know what his delectable square jaw looked
like. Or how brilliant his blue eyes were. He leaned back into a thick
tree trunk, pulling her with him.
Slow caresses trailed down her back, making her shiver and her blood
thicken in her veins. With each intimate touch, her body throbbed. It
was time to stop torturing herself. She couldn’t fight her body any
longer.
“I think you’ve had a few too many, beautiful. Let’s get you back
to your cabin.”
“No.” She lifted on the tips of her trainers, curled her hands around
his neck, and pulled his head down to her. “Now stop torturing me,
and kiss me, damn it.”
He groaned softly. “Sabrina, you’ve definitely had too much to drink.
Sneaking in wine was not part of the agenda, you know.” He stroked
down her spine to the curve of her ass and palmed her cheeks.
She huddled closer, cradling his erection in the juncture of her thighs.
“I know it wasn’t, but Eve is boring. And it’s not that I’ve
had too much too much to drink. I’ve just had enough, Max. I’m tired
of fighting this. I want you.”
“Baby, you hate my guts.” He chuckled, lowered, and dropped a kiss
on her nose.
Arousal gathered inside her, heating her blood by more degrees than
she cared to admit. “No. I don’t hate you. I just don’t like that
I want you so much.” She kissed his jaw, loving the sound of his sharp
inhale when she licked his neck.
“Sabrina…”
Breaths mingled, gazes connected, and wet heat dripped from her sex.
It was pure torture to have his sexy mouth so close and not get a taste.
“Just kiss me, Max. I need you.”
Peaks of tension zigzagged inside her and made her shudder. He held
her neck with one hand, tilted her head back, and swooped down for a
kiss. Potent need, unlike any she’d ever felt before, possessed her.
She whimpered into the sensual kiss. Each swipe of his tongue over hers
added kindling to the explosions going off inside her. She raked her
nails down his T-shirt, over his hard-muscled chest, and to his jeans.
“Fuck me.”
He drew back from their kiss, ending the twining of their tongues. A
scowl, deeply etched on his face, showed his disbelief at her words.
But this time she wasn’t going with logic. She decided to give in
to what her body desired. And it desired Max.
“Sabr—” One soft moan left his lips when she gripped his cock
over his jeans.
“Max, this isn’t a game. I want to see you.” She panted, unbuckling
his belt. “I want to touch you.” Excitement rushed through her,
urging her to unzip his jeans. “I want to taste you…”
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Author Bio
Hi! I'm Milly (AKA April Angel) I love to write sexy stories. They're
usually either paranormal or contemporary with a large dose of heat.
My paranormal stories can be anything from wolf-shifters (my favorites)
to witches, demons and anything in between. My contemporaries are usually
anything from soldiers to corporate romances.
I was born the prettiest part of the Caribbean known as the Dominican
Republic. Currently, I live in New York City with my hubby, the bossy
kiddo and our little dog "Needy Speedy". Don't ask.
When I'm not working some really long hours at the day job, or hanging
out in the awful life-sucking invention known as Facebook, messaging
my bestie in the UK or shopping with my sis Julie, then I can be found
watching scary movies. Buuut when I'm not doing that, I'm usually writing
because the voices won't shut up.
I am addicted to shoe shopping, chocolate (but who isn't, right?)
and Dunkin' Donuts coffee.
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