Title: The Wedding Date Bargain
Author: Mira
Lyn Kelly
Series: The
Wedding Date, #2
ISBN: 9781492630760
Pub date: June
6, 2017
Genre: Contemporary
Romance
Sarah’s to-do list:
Lose virginity
When Sarah Cole has two months to kill before her big move to New
York, she decides it's time to take care of a few things―like the inconvenient
issue of her virginity. Sarah knows the right guy for the job too: Max, the
notorious lady's man she's been crushing on since college.
Two weeks of courting, and then the deed will be done. The plan is
so simple. There's no way either of them would do something as silly as fall in
love...
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Excerpt
“Sarah?”
Oh no, he
could see it. She was tensing up.
All that
warm, gooey heat was beginning to cool.
But if she
let this stop, would she ever have the courage to try again?
Max was the
one man she trusted above all others. Her attraction to him was off the
charts—even if that attraction was currently overshadowed by anxiety and more
than a pinch of guilt.
She needed
to do this.
He said her
name again, a question in his eyes.
Straightening
her shoulders, she aimed for confidence she wasn’t feeling. “Sorry, I just realized I
didn’t send an email I meant to get out.”
Max didn’t move a muscle, but
even in the low light of the suite, she could see the
shock in his eyes. “Email.”
Oops! Okay,
that was definitely the wrong thing to say. Scrambling to regain her traction
on the moment, she stepped out of the puddle of silk and lace, praying her
knees would hold her, and walked over to where the living area opened into the
bedroom with a half wall.
“I know, workaholic,” she offered with a
self-deprecating laugh. “Mystery solved as to why
no boyfriend,
right?”
Max’s jaw bounced once,
twice, as he stared at her. “Sarah,
are you nervous?”
Through
three beats of her heart, she thought she might tell him. But if she did, he
would stop and she couldn’t take that. So shaking her
head, she tossed another lie onto the pile.
“I…um… Sometimes when I have too much time
to think, even in moments like this, my mind
wanders to work, is all.” She swallowed and added an honest truth. “But I want to be
with you.”
The hardness
left his face, and he closed the distance between them. “So be with me.”
He kissed
her again, this kiss falling somewhere between the last two. Not a taste. Not
devouring. But a
measured,
concentrated seduction of her mouth that left her mindless.
Max pulled
back again. “Better?”
“Yes,” she answered breathlessly. And when
she pushed to her toes, reaching for him, he met her halfway,
giving her everything she was asking for. More.
She moaned,
opening wider to take his tongue, meeting it with her own. His hand found the
back of her thigh and slid over the bare skin until he’d cupped her hip and pulled her into exactly the kind of contact
she was
begging for.
He was big.
Thick. Hard.
She knew
that was generally considered a good thing, but didn’t want to speculate on
what it would
mean for her
tonight.
Don’t
think.
Just keep focused.
Eyes on the prize.
Pushing her
fingers into his short hair, she ignored the voice in the back of her head,
whispering that he
was going to
know. That whatever ember of affection had remained between them over the years
would die the second he realized she was using him.
His arms
tightened around her, and then she was whirling, her toes off the ground as Max
carried her to
the bed.
Laying her back, he crawled on top of her. It was exactly where she wanted him
to be. Only that delicious heat in her belly was gone, replaced by a guilty
void.
Maybe this
was a mistake.
“Sarah?” he asked, looking up from the
neighborhood of her navel. She hadn’t even noticed.
Arching her
back, she let out a little moan and whispered, “So
good.”
Those thick,
dark brows crashed together.
“Are you…thinking about work?”
“No. I swear.” It was the truth, but it
didn’t matter. Because he knew something was up. “I don’t really like that.”
She nodded toward her panties where she could only guess
he’d
been headed.
“You don’t?” he asked slowly, something in
the way he was looking at her making her squirm.
“Come back up here.” Reaching for his head,
she tried to urge him back.
He didn’t budge. “What do you
like, Sarah?”
She
swallowed at the edge she heard in his question.
“Everything else.”
“Yeah?”
She nodded.
Scrambled for something to say that would get them back on track. Something she’d read?
“I want you, Max. Inside me.” And that
might have sounded a little more convincing if her
voice hadn’t
cracked. “Hard and fast. That’s
how I like it.”
As terrifying
as that prospect actually sounded, it was her best chance of Max not figuring out she’d lied to him.
He nodded,
his jaw softening.
Yes.
Relief
flooded through her.
Max dropped
a kiss on her stomach, light and small, and then crawled up her body. His
tuxedo pants were still buttoned, but his shirt hung open, showing off all
those bands and layers of solid-packed muscle. He was beautiful. A work of art.
The most handsome man she’d ever seen, and it was taking
everything she had not to cringe away as he stopped above her. Slowly he
lowered his head, turning so the next kiss he dropped was at her earlobe.
Then,
quietly, he said, “Sarah, I really wanna be wrong about
this, but I’m
about ninety-five percent sure you don’t know what you like.”
Her breath
froze in her lungs, her muscles involuntarily locking where they were.
Max
retreated just far enough so he could meet her eyes. With a harsh breath, his
head dropped.
“How the hell are you
still a virgin?”
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