Surrender

Another contribution to the "Romantic Friday Writers" Challenge, where participants offer up to 400 words on a specific subject.

This week's theme is 'Surrender' and my excerpt (374 words!) is from my recently released contemporary romance 'His Leading Lady', available from Whiskey Creek Press and Amazon (see left side panel for links).

Kyle has taken Jess to his home in Scotland, a beautiful tower house near the shores of Loch Awe. 

“I’ve talked far too much tonight.  Maybe that’s because I’m nervous.”

Jess raised her eyebrows.  “Nervous?  You?”                        

“In case I’ve read the signals wrongly.  In case you don’t want me as much as I want you.  Do you?”

Her heart contracted.  “Yes,” she whispered.  “Yes, I do.”

Kyle gave her a lazy smile that stirred everything inside her.  “Good.  Because I’ve been fantasising about tonight all the way across the Atlantic.”

He bent his head forward until his mouth met hers.  Their long kiss started very softly and gently, and Jess felt as if all her limbs were melting.  She wound her arms around him and parted her lips for him. His tongue found and played with hers in a tender but increasingly erotic dance

When his hand moved to her breast, cupped it and stroked the already erect nipple through the thin fabric of her shirt, an involuntary moan of pleasure escaped from her throat.  Then she relaxed against him and surrendered to the warmth that flooded her.   Her hands gripped his strong arms as he trailed kisses across her cheek and then down to nuzzle her neck with his mouth and tongue.   Slowly she moved her hands down to his chest, then past his waist and finally, tentatively, to the hard bulge in his trousers.

She was startled when he suddenly sat upright.  “Wh -what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”  He grinned at her.  “Except that if we carry on like this, I think we’re going to leave a trail of clothes all the way up the stairs.  So –? “  His eyes met hers with an unspoken question. 

For a brief unexpected moment, Jess thought about Lora.  About everything she had wondered about the relationship between her sister and Kyle.  But it was only a fleeting thought.  The reality was that she was here in Scotland, in a beautiful old Scottish house, with the man she loved.  And she wanted him as much as he wanted her. 

She nodded.  “So I think we should go up those stairs right now, don’t you?”

She hadn’t realised how tense Kyle was until his face relaxed into a smile which was tender and sensual at the same time.  He stood and held out his hand.  “Come on then.”