Finding Destiny (15 page)

"Oh, you know
exactly what I'm talking about," he growled. His arousal swarmed
the air around me, like a group of angry bees, and burned, fiery
hot, through my lungs.

He took two
long deliberate steps toward me, as I took one hesitant step
backward. "I told you I would try again," he said, his voice
sounding smooth and sexy as he progressively got closer.

I should have
turned and ran screaming for the stairs, but I could hardly make a
peep. "I thought I had some time," I breathed, as his face drew
near mine.

He brushed
past my cheek, his breath on my neck and his lips against my ear.
"You thought wrong."

My lashes
fluttered shut, as Edwin slowly pulled away from my neck, his hand
gently skimming across my cheek. I waited for his sensual attack,
but it never came. I slowly opened my anxious, emerald eyes and
looked up into his. His smile was soft and tantalizing, and his
lips parted as he closed his eyes and titled his head for a
kiss.

I gasped for
air and pulled back, stunning myself with my own willpower. "I
can't, Edwin. We can't do this anymore."
Though I so wish we
could.

"I realize we
can't do this as a couple. But we’re both single, consenting
adults. We’re free to do whatever we want."

I cocked an
eyebrow at him, preparing to playfully test his crisis negotiation
skills. "Do I look like that kind of girl to you? I don't just
sleep around with random men like that.”

He returned
inside my zone, his lips delivering an enticingly cunning smile,
shaking my confidence. "I'm hardly some random guy."

Yes!
Yes!
I thought, as Edwin’s cologne doused my senses. At that
moment, with my own hormones raging, I was unable to formulate a
sentence, let alone verbalize one.

"It'd be just
this once," he insisted. "No one even knows that we split. I want
to… no I need to feel you, Abs. One last time. Admit it. You need
it too.”

Just the fact
that I was thinking about it was stressful enough, and Edwin
thought that was his answer.

“What's the
big deal?” he asked, smirking.

"It's not
healthy!" I stammered.

"Get over
it."

"But I have to
go to work," I uttered, partly hoping he would give up, so I could
stick to my guns.

"We don't
usually leave for another half hour, at least. You know there's
plenty of time for what I have in mind. Now quit with the
excuses."

On a harsh
exhale, I let my guard down only for a second, and Edwin didn't
waste the opportunity. He kissed me, his hot lips on mine. He
kissed me again, his icy cool breath in my mouth.

Stunned, I
accepted the string of tantalising nibbles and devouring mouthfuls.
Just last night I was worrying to myself that I may never find
myself in this place ever again, and here I am the very next day
wrapped in his amazing arms; his thorough hands exploring me with
unguarded enthusiasm.

My mind was
done fighting, my body begged me to stop fighting and I couldn't
fight Edwin off anymore, even if I wanted to. Did I want to?
Hell no.

I pushed Edwin
off of me and he froze in confusion, until I started to slowly,
seductively, unzip the back of my long, fitted skirt. After it
slipped to the floor, I kicked it aside. I was standing there in
the hallway, with my breasts bursting from my lacy push up bra and
my g-string barely covering anything, and yet Edwin's gaze was
still locked on my face. He was speechless.

I knew this
would be my last opportunity to touch him and so did my body.
Together we intended to take full advantage of him.

BUY
TWISTED NOW!

The Destiny cast returns in
BEAUTIFULLY BROKEN
.

THE DESTINY SERIES: BOOK 2

Matt is good at
fixing things . . . but he quickly learns that people are a little
more difficult to put back together.

Matthew Knight is a
ladies man. He’s as handsome as he is sinister, with a natural
charm that wows the skirt off every woman he passes. Having already
had a piece, Felicia knows how dangerous it can be getting too
close to all that raw masculine power. If she’s learned anything
from their scandalous weekend together, it’s that spontaneity leads
to chaos. Still choking on guilt from his untimely accident, she
refuses to let him in.

Matt wants in, and he can be very persuasive. He
will do anything to ruffle Felicia’s feathers and she will stop at
nothing to hide how much she enjoys it every time he does. He
refuses to surrender until she caves and gives him what he
wants
—
what he’s wanted all
this time
—h
er.

When the pair
reunite, their chemistry explodes off the charts, but can Felicia
harness her frozen emotions and resist him? Although Matt comes
armed with all the right words, can he prove to her that she means
more to him than another weekend rendezvous? Witness the power
struggle and see who comes out on top.

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Prologue: Wake Me From This Nightmare

My hands are freezing. It feels like my fingers
might fall off if I don’t finish this job soon. It’s funny what a
little bit of pussy can do to a man. Felicia has me eating out of
the palm of her hand. She wants her friend’s truck fixed. I’m a
mechanic. It only follows that I fix the truck, get her friend on
the road and get Felicia and her wild ways back in my bed.

I am so eager to get her alone again that I agree to
an onsite visit. I open the door to my truck and the three of us
cram in. I shift her into four-by-four and we set off past the
place where I’d met Felicia a matter of hours earlier. It feels
like a lifetime ago.

Unlike the ladies, I’ve come prepared. Having lived
up north my entire life, I’d learned a thing or two over the years.
My tires are trimmed with chains. It isn’t considered very friendly
on the local streets in town but, when driving out in the boons,
it’s been really handy. Four-by-four is my best friend and has
gotten me out of more than a few tight situations out here.

Once we pass the spot where I had found the ladies,
I slow my truck to a crawl. I know, in this weather, if I’m not
careful, I could pass by their stalled vehicle without ever knowing
it.

Felicia cups a hand over her eyes to dim the shine
from the snow. “I don’t see it anywhere. Are you sure this is the
right place?”

She questions my geography?