Mustang Maddy
Revved & Ready
Book 2
By Kacey Hammell
Contemporary Erotica
ISBN 9780987799326
Grey Burkhardt is an expert at a lot of things—including keeping his
feelings for Madison Evans in check. Sexy as sin and sweet as honey, she's
always revved his engine. But she's his next door neighbor. No way is he going
to muck up friendly neighborhood relations just to satisfy the heat simmering
between them.
Madison has never seen anything sexier than the tricked out GT Mustang Grey has been keeping under wraps—other than the glint of danger and intrigue in his eyes when he offers her a ride. Now is her chance to act on the deep passion she’s harbored for him because this might be her one shot at taking control.
Madison has never seen anything sexier than the tricked out GT Mustang Grey has been keeping under wraps—other than the glint of danger and intrigue in his eyes when he offers her a ride. Now is her chance to act on the deep passion she’s harbored for him because this might be her one shot at taking control.
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Excerpt ©Kacey Hammell,
2014:
He cleared his throat and
stepped closer. “You know, Mads, watching you fawn over my car, stroking her,
makes me hot. I can hear every breath you take and sigh you release over her.
It’s sexy as hell.”
She stood still as he moved in
even closer, wedging her between him and the rear window. Thoughts of getting
in the car fled as her heart raced. The hunger in his eyes called to her, her
body craved it, wanted it.
She couldn’t deny herself any
longer.
Leaning back against the car,
she smirked. “I like appreciating great things. And to be honest, Mustangs turn
me on. A lot.”
They said confession was good
for the soul. Maddy was certain she’d just cleansed hers and there would be no
going back.
Her palms flattened on the
doors behind her. “The feel of the metal, and the pulse that emanates off the
surface even when they’re not running…mmm. Everything in me comes alive
whenever I see these muscled beauties.”
Grey lifted his arms,
bracketing her in. “You’re one of the hottest chicks I know. No other woman has
ever turned me on so much by talking about cars. You know, I’ve watched you—in
a non-stalker way of course—for a long time now.”
Thrilled, Maddy’s heart skipped
a beat. “What are you going to do with me now that I’m here?” What possessed
her to ask, she had no idea, but the need and the desire in his gaze, aimed at
her, called to all her sexual instincts. There was no way she could walk away
now.
He aligned his body with hers,
his eyes hooded as he gazed down at her. She surrendered to the headiness of
this man, the pulsing rhythms of her body and waited with bated breath.
“I’m going to taste you...”
Grey tilted his head to the side. All she could do was stare at his lips as
they came closer. “...in any sexy spot you’ll let me.”
His mouth met hers. Maddy
opened to him like a budding flower. Claimed. Possessed. Riotous emotions
swirled through her and her mind cleared. This.
This type of hunger and excitement she’d been missing with any other man was
all she desired. Intense, seductive and thirst to let go and give into the
headiest of sexuality.
He eased his tongue into her
mouth, gliding along hers, exploring, tasting... Maddy never wanted to break
free.
A low moan escaped the back of
her throat. She encircled his shoulders, arms pulling him in to stand between
her legs.
His hardness behind his shorts
pressed against her. Gasping, she broke free from his mouth and laid her head
back on the car. He kissed his way down her throat. Her pussy throbbed. Her
juices flooded her panties. A shiver raced down her spine. Her fingers
clenching against his pecs, Maddy trembled as the exquisite tortures of his
lips worshipped her, and his hips rolled his cock against her. His teeth grazed
her skin along her shoulders. She widened her stance. Grey moaned as he pushed
into her, harder and more aggressive.
Laying his forehead on her
shoulder, he breathed deep. “Damn you’re intoxicating.”
Maddy palmed the back of his head,
holding him in place as his hips still moved and let sweet agony build. The
friction of her panties and shorts against her clit were spectacular. But she
needed more.
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