Inhibitions left at the door.
Trust and Dare
© 2007 Shelli Stevens
Angry that yet another military man has done her family wrong, Abby Cook plots sweet revenge. But when her plan goes awry, she discovers that she’s targeted the wrong military man.
Mason Tyler is not used to being disobeyed. Yet the curvy blonde has rejected his advances at every turn. When he catches her in the middle of a very destructive—not to mention illegal—prank, he offers her a deal. A deal that will keep her out of jail. And let him exact a little revenge of his own.
One weekend in his bed…no inhibitions, no refusals. But when the weekend is up, will Mason be ready to let Abby go?
Enjoy the following excerpt for Trust and Dare:
“Take off your shirt, Abby.”
Her eyes widened and she licked her lips. “Now?”
She’d given him the go ahead, let’s see how far she’d let him take it. “Well, you did agree to play by my rules. You’re not going to break that little bargain of ours just yet, are you? I might have to spank that sweet ass of yours.”
Her lips curled upward and her tongue darted across her mouth. “Oh, well now…that might be kind of fun.”
Hmm. Another thing he’d have to remember. She liked the idea of being spanked. He took a step forward and she giggled, throwing her hands up in front of her.
“Okay, okay!” Reaching down, she grabbed the hem of her tank top and jerked it over her head.
The blood in his veins pulsed faster at the sight of her lace-covered breasts. “Now your bra.”
She took a deep breath and reached behind her, unhooking her bra and sliding the straps off each shoulder. She pulled the purple scrap of lace off her breasts and let the bra drop to the floor. Oh, sweet God. He wanted to step forward and touch her, but that would screw up the entire striptease.
“The skirt.” His voice came out hoarse.
Her fingers were shaking as she unzipped the skirt and wiggled her hips so it fell down at her feet. She stepped away from it and reached down for the buckle on her heels.
“Did I tell you to take off your heels, Abby?”
She straightened up. “I just assumed—”
“Don’t assume. Leave the shoes on.” She looked so damn sexy, and the shoes just made the fantasy level go up.
“Okay.” She nodded and started to cross her arms across her breasts.
He closed the distance between them, grabbed her wrists, and gently tugged her arms away from her body.
Now that they were inside and under the lights, he could see every curve and swell of her body. Her breasts were large and crowned by fat, raspberry-colored tips. Her stomach and hips were full and pale, with smooth pink pussy lips peeking out between her soft thighs.
“Don’t cover yourself, Abby. You’re a sexy woman, and I wanna look at you.” He needed to ease her surprising moment of shyness. He lowered his head and brushed his mouth across hers.
She made the sweetest little sighing noise and pressed her body against his, opening her mouth under his lips. He slipped his tongue inside, tasting her sweetness and sucking on her tongue.
The kiss deepened, growing more urgent. He finally jerked away, their ragged breathing just audible over the music. He reached his hands between them to cup her breasts, running his thumbs over the firm tips.
“Mason…” She moaned and covered his wrists with her fingers.
He stepped back, letting her go as he went to the couch and sat down. Crooking his finger towards her, he murmured, “Come here, baby.”
She smiled and walked towards him, her hips swinging as her high-heeled feet moved across the carpet.
When she was standing in front of him, he opened his legs so she could stand between them. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he gently urged her to her knees in front of him. Had he gone too far? His worries were eased when he watched her eyes—sure enough, there was a shimmer of excitement in them.
Without even having to ask her, she seemed to know what he
Trust and Dare
© 2007 Shelli Stevens
Angry that yet another military man has done her family wrong, Abby Cook plots sweet revenge. But when her plan goes awry, she discovers that she’s targeted the wrong military man.
Mason Tyler is not used to being disobeyed. Yet the curvy blonde has rejected his advances at every turn. When he catches her in the middle of a very destructive—not to mention illegal—prank, he offers her a deal. A deal that will keep her out of jail. And let him exact a little revenge of his own.
One weekend in his bed…no inhibitions, no refusals. But when the weekend is up, will Mason be ready to let Abby go?
Enjoy the following excerpt for Trust and Dare:
“Take off your shirt, Abby.”
Her eyes widened and she licked her lips. “Now?”
She’d given him the go ahead, let’s see how far she’d let him take it. “Well, you did agree to play by my rules. You’re not going to break that little bargain of ours just yet, are you? I might have to spank that sweet ass of yours.”
Her lips curled upward and her tongue darted across her mouth. “Oh, well now…that might be kind of fun.”
Hmm. Another thing he’d have to remember. She liked the idea of being spanked. He took a step forward and she giggled, throwing her hands up in front of her.
“Okay, okay!” Reaching down, she grabbed the hem of her tank top and jerked it over her head.
The blood in his veins pulsed faster at the sight of her lace-covered breasts. “Now your bra.”
She took a deep breath and reached behind her, unhooking her bra and sliding the straps off each shoulder. She pulled the purple scrap of lace off her breasts and let the bra drop to the floor. Oh, sweet God. He wanted to step forward and touch her, but that would screw up the entire striptease.
“The skirt.” His voice came out hoarse.
Her fingers were shaking as she unzipped the skirt and wiggled her hips so it fell down at her feet. She stepped away from it and reached down for the buckle on her heels.
“Did I tell you to take off your heels, Abby?”
She straightened up. “I just assumed—”
“Don’t assume. Leave the shoes on.” She looked so damn sexy, and the shoes just made the fantasy level go up.
“Okay.” She nodded and started to cross her arms across her breasts.
He closed the distance between them, grabbed her wrists, and gently tugged her arms away from her body.
Now that they were inside and under the lights, he could see every curve and swell of her body. Her breasts were large and crowned by fat, raspberry-colored tips. Her stomach and hips were full and pale, with smooth pink pussy lips peeking out between her soft thighs.
“Don’t cover yourself, Abby. You’re a sexy woman, and I wanna look at you.” He needed to ease her surprising moment of shyness. He lowered his head and brushed his mouth across hers.
She made the sweetest little sighing noise and pressed her body against his, opening her mouth under his lips. He slipped his tongue inside, tasting her sweetness and sucking on her tongue.
The kiss deepened, growing more urgent. He finally jerked away, their ragged breathing just audible over the music. He reached his hands between them to cup her breasts, running his thumbs over the firm tips.
“Mason…” She moaned and covered his wrists with her fingers.
He stepped back, letting her go as he went to the couch and sat down. Crooking his finger towards her, he murmured, “Come here, baby.”
She smiled and walked towards him, her hips swinging as her high-heeled feet moved across the carpet.
When she was standing in front of him, he opened his legs so she could stand between them. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he gently urged her to her knees in front of him. Had he gone too far? His worries were eased when he watched her eyes—sure enough, there was a shimmer of excitement in them.
Without even having to ask her, she seemed to know what he
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