Tangled in Tulle: Tulle and Tulips, Book 1 (11 page)

Callie has no intention of being Derrick’s next “checkered flag”, but if she’s to lure him over to XRL, she’ll play the game. A dangerous one. Not only because his kiss sends her focus sliding out of control. There’s a saboteur who seems intent on putting XRL into the wall—no matter how many people have to die.
 

Warning:
 
The author doesn’t guarantee this book will help you “get lucky”, but does have documented proof that the love, laughter, naughtiness and hot, hot, hot sex in this book will leave you gasping for air. Dangerous curves ahead!

Enjoy the following excerpt for
Burning Rubber:

It had to be a dream.

She couldn’t be lying on a bed, Derrick Derringer staring down at her, the remnants of his kiss still imprinted on her lips.

“What’s going on?” she heard herself ask. He was blurry.

“You fell asleep.” He drew far enough away she could see him. “I drove you to your hotel room.”

There was something wrong with that scenario. She knew it, just as she knew she should be doing something right now—ordering him from her room, maybe. Yelling at him.

About what?

She didn’t know, she just knew something about this scene was all wrong, she was just too frickin’ tired to figure out what it was.

And so, in the end, all she said was, “Oh.”

“Go back to sleep.”

She closed her eyes. Fingers stroked her forehead. She smiled. That felt good. Her mom used to do that to her when she was little.

“Shhh.”

Even though she knew she shouldn’t, she turned her head toward the hand, moaned softly. The fingers riffled through her hair.

“Houston, we might have a problem,” she heard him murmur.

“Hmm?” she asked, the darkness sucking her back down.

“I promised myself I wouldn’t touch you, and yet here I am.”

“Feels good,” she slurred, rolling onto her side. Why were her shoes still on? She shouldn’t be in bed with her shoes. She kicked them off.

“Don’t do that.”

“Wha—?” she mumbled.

“Get undressed.”

“Oh.”

Something touched her nose. A kiss. She was certain of it, and since this was a dream, she turned her head, waited.

She sensed a whisper of a breath cross her cheek. It caused her to sigh, Callie decided this was the most delicious dream she’d ever had. So real. So lifelike. She didn’t want it to end.

“I’m going to kiss you on the lips.”

Her whole body leapt to life at the mere thought of it.

Less than a heartbeat later, his lips lightly grazed her own and then, as if that wasn’t nearly enough for him, those lips came back again, this time pressing with an intensity that made her sigh in contentment. She opened her mouth, tired of waiting for him to take the initiative.

His tongue touched hers.

She wanted him. She wanted him bad.

He slid onto the bed next to her. She liked that, actually turned in to him so they were belly to belly and, goodness, crotch to crotch. Any doubt he was attracted to her banished at the intimate touch. The bulge of his crotch sent a fission of electricity through her that made her whole body leap to life. She luxuriated in the feeling, embraced it, told Derrick without words she wanted more of him.

He pulled his tongue away for a second. She wiggled against him, trying to entice him back.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” she heard him say.

She slid a hand beneath his shirt. He had taut abs, but she knew that, had seen him on a reality show once upon a time, knew he worked out. But to actually feel the hard contours of his muscles, to run her finger up the shallow valleys and the hard ridges.

“Oh,” she breathed.

“Please tell me you’re awake.” He slid a hand beneath her shirt. The pads of his fingers grazed her abdomen, causing it to spasm. She wanted, oh how she wanted, for those fingers to glide higher, to slide underneath her bra, perhaps lift the tiny cups that covered her breasts so he could kiss her nipples. She arched into him again, rubbed her own fingers through the hair on his chest, trying to egg him on, and hoping he’d get the message.

He did.

She felt him shift, felt cool air hit her belly.

Cool air?

His lips touched her belly. She arched her hips. He nipped her flesh.

It jolted her awake.

It wasn’t a dream.

Tangled in Tulle

Nikki Duncan

Mission: Build a new life. Confront the past. Plan the wedding of the man she loves.

Tulle and Tulips, Book 1

Lori Mullins yearns to shake off her past and live free of shadows and fear. Yet her only shot at obtaining the capital to launch her business rests in a man she met during a lie. A man whose voice alone turned her from jaded escort to giddy schoolgirl. A man who almost died because of her.

Trevor Masters can call off his search for the woman he loves. The woman he dreamt of while comatose. The quest for her heart, however, is only beginning. The trick will be convincing her he doesn’t blame her—and that she deserves to accept herself as the woman who holds his heart.
 

Business negotiations land Lori in a heavenly hell. Heaven that Trevor is close enough to touch. Hell that she’s planning her first designer wedding. His. And something’s not quite right. The kind, compassionate man she fell for all those months ago, the man who’s engaged to another, seems intent on wooing
her
…

Warning: This title contains a balloon-toting rodent, a hero scheming for love, a heroine evading complications, and hot sex.

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Tangled in Tulle

Copyright © 2011 by Nikki Duncan

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