Monster, STEAMY Excerpt From Book 3 #NSFW

 

Do you know what time it is? No, it’s not Easter yet **sad face**

But…. I have something equally good! A hot little R-rated excerpt from Book 3 of the Monster series. In this scene, Liz and Alex haven’t really “made up” from their fight the previous night.

Until now.

Enjoy.

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When a knock at the door startled me, I glanced at my phone to see if anyone had texted. I wasn’t used to surprise visits, and it seemed as though I’d had a lot of them over the past week. But my phone was empty of notifications, so I had no idea who was here. I glanced through the peephole and sucked in a rush of air.

It was Alex.

Shit!

My heart thundered. I straightened out my hair and covered my mouth, blowing into my hand to check for jalapeno breath. Damn it! I ran the few steps over to the kitchen table and picked up my glass, taking a sip and swishing the water around my mouth.

And great. I was wearing my crappy sweat pants. Of course Alex would show up while my clothes were in the wash.

I peeked through the peephole one more time before turning the lock and opening the door.

He gave me a crooked smile, but I could tell he was working it. Under the surface, he looked a little rough. His tie was off and his shirt unbuttoned at the top. His hair was a little disheveled, but what got me was the way he seemed to be struggling to simply exist at that moment. If he only knew what I had been through in the past ten seconds.

“Am I interrupting anything?”monster excerpt 3

“No,” I said. “Come on in.”

I crossed my arms and sat on the back of my couch. “Can I get you a drink?”

He shook his head and rubbed his hands together, letting his gaze travel the length of me. “You seem tense.”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Not really. I just don’t have anything to say.”

“That’s all right,” he answered, stepping towards me and kicking my feet apart. “I didn’t come here to talk.”

His lips crashed into mine, right along with his body. I threw my arms up and onto his chest, trying my damnedest to push him away. But then I started tingling from head to toe, so I stopped pushing. Instead, I squeezed his pecks through his shirt, feeling the firmness of his muscles against me. God I needed him, needed everything about him.

His hands gripped my waist and he pulled me off the couch, never breaking the kiss. He grabbed my ass, pulling me to him until I could feel his hardness against my belly. I let out a moan of approval.

His hands moved over me wildly, tearing off clothes, his face moving down to kiss me every few seconds. He was ravenous, and I was his favorite meal.

I did the same to him, unbuttoning his shirt as fast as I could while wearing only my socks. Brushing my hands out of the way impatiently, he bore a mischievous smile, so I grabbed his belt and unfastened it, pausing afterwards for a moment. I straightened out my hand and gently massaged his cock. It twitched in his pants, so I teasingly ran my finger up and down, trying to find the ridge of the head. His eyes fluttered closed and he let out a breath while I felt him bump around underneath the fabric.

“You’re probably the only woman who could make me come like that.”

“You mean, without ever pulling it out?” I asked, running my fingers up and down his hardness.

He tightened his jaw and nodded.

“What if I put it in my mouth? Could you come that way too?”

His eyes popped open. “What do you think?”

Smiling, I lowered myself to my knees and pulled down his pants. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside as I remained on the floor. When he held his cock out in front of me, I glanced up at him and stuck my tongue out, flicking the underside of his shaft. I wanted to see his reaction to what I was doing. But he didn’t really react. He just had this stoic look on his face as I took him in my mouth. After a few seconds, I couldn’t look up anymore, so I grabbed the base of him and worked him with my lips and tongue as he held onto the side of my head. His breathing became ragged, and it was apparent he was struggling to hold back. Pulling me away from the task at hand, he told me to get on the couch.

So I stood up and sat on the edge of the sofa again, letting myself fall backwards and onto the cushions. He smirked and stepped over the back, lowering himself on top of me. He kissed me again, slower and with more patience this time.

“You’re pretty good at that. And while I would love to let you suck me for hours on end, I don’t think I could hold out that long.”

“It’d be fun to try though, wouldn’t it?” I asked, wrapping my legs around his waist.

“Mm-hmm,” he said, moving to my neck and kissing my flesh.

I rolled my head to the side as his fingers teased my nipples. I thrust my hips up against him, feeling my insides begin to ache.

“But… I think there’s something else demanding my attention right now.”

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Yes, I’m leaving you hanging. If you want to know what happens next (and it is gooooood), you have to get the book. Download it from Amazon here. And be sure to join my mailing list to get notifications of new releases!

P.S. Book 4 will be available in the next day or two, and Book 5 by next weekend.