Welcome to another edition of Friday Flames, where scorching scenes are all aflame!
I invite writers to choose a steamy excerpt from their books or works in progress, and share them.
I dare readers to sit with an icy-cold drink at hand and enjoy the many posts.
Today I welcome Heather M. Sharpe to the Friday Flames stage. I met Heather a few years ago when the rough-draft of Remedy Maker evolved. Having much in common, we instantly hit it off.
Take it away, Heather!
Can her gift help her find an everlasting love?
Blurb: As an Enforcer for a secret society of shapeshifters, Ledger Arneau is offered a chance to retrieve his wayward brother before The Council puts out a warrant for his arrest. When the trail goes cold, he is willing to try anything to pick it up again, even if it means bringing in an outsider.
Corinne Winters is able to find any missing object, except her own, by concentrating on it. She’s always dreamed of using her skills to help locate missing people. After an embarrassing setback with the local police department, she jumps on the opportunity to use her skills to help Ledger.
Corinne finds a love she didn't know she was looking for with Ledger, and discovers a new depth to her talent when they are together. When her new love and his brother disappear back into the secret society, Corinne must stretch her talent beyond anything she ever imagined to bring them home. Unaware of the circumstances surrounding Ledger’s disappearance, Corinne races across the country on his trail. When she finally locates the brothers, she witnesses the unbelievable, and flees in terror. In order to claim the love of her life, she must find a way to accept him and his secret.
“Please,” she whispered, bringing one leg up to hold him tighter to her and arching her back to brush her lips against his. He held himself firm against her until she tentatively touched her tongue to the softness of his lips. Then, it was as if a dam opened, and he crushed her to him. He released her wrists so his hands were free to roam, his lips melded tightly against hers.
Ledger softened the kiss enough to nip and tease her lips while one hand skimmed down her side to the hem of her shirt. His fingers danced there where her shirt had risen slightly, exposing a small strip of bare skin. Corinne wriggled beneath him, trying to deepen their kiss and encourage his fingers’ maddening caress to explore further.
She felt his lips curve into a smile. “Impatient?”
She growled and took control of their kiss, refusing to let him back away and return to the light teasing of before. His fingers continued their dance against her side, brushing just below the waistband of her pants and under the hem of her top, but no farther. She arched her back, relieving the ache in her breasts somewhat by brushing them against his firm chest. Finally she felt the warmth of Ledger’s palm against the skin at her waist as his hand slid beneath her shirt and up to caress her breast. A tingling fire spread from the warmth of his grasp to the rest of her body.
Determined to feel more of the glorious warmth, Corinne gripped the hem of his shirt and tugged until it caught at his shoulders. She whimpered in indecision. She didn’t want him to move his hands or lips now that they were finally where she wanted them, but she needed to feel more of his skin against hers. With one final tug, she decided that her hands could wander freely enough with his shirt bunched around his shoulders. That decided, she let her hands roam across the tight muscles in his back and shoulders. What was it about tracing those flat planes that could make her insides melt?
Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/finding-flight-heather-m-sharpe/1115091588?ean=2940016720999
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Bio: Heather M. Sharpe lives on 6 acres in Central Kansas with her husband, perfect baby boy, mother-in-law, and sister-in-law. In case the house isn’t full enough, it also includes four noisy dogs, one cat who inspired For the love of a Sphynx, another who torments him, and a lizard. At night, all of them think they need room on the bed (except the lizard, thankfully).
Up until the birth of her son, Heather taught elementary school. Now she chases around her toddler and writes whenever he naps long enough to turn on the laptop. When not writing or chasing the baby, Heather enjoys hanging at the lake, waking up early to tear up the water on the wakeboard or wakesurf board, and making s’mores.
Make sure to check out Heather’s website and Facebook page to keep informed of all her newest projects.
Thank you, Heather!
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