Title: Defenseless
Author: Corinne Michaels
Release Date: January 19th, 2016
Excerpt #2:
Defenseless by Corrine Michaels
Copyright © 2016 Corinne Michaels
All rights reserved.
I look
around because the hair on the back of my neck prickles. “We need to get out of
here.” Someone is here, watching, listening, and now it’s time to do what I do
best. “I’ve missed you.” I smile while I use the tip of my finger to trace his
jawline.
Mark’s
eyes shift over my head as he pulls me flush against his body. We’re both
facing exits. “I’ve missed you more,” he plays along.
This
might just work. He’s on alert as well and senses something awry. His fingers
splay across my lower back as he holds me close. “Maybe we should head back to
my place so you can show me just how much.” I glance over his shoulder. His
blonde hair falls in his eyes as he dips his head into my neck. I know the
move, but a shiver runs down my spine.
“You’d
like that, wouldn’t you?” I release a very low moan, which I didn’t give
permission to escape. Mark’s lips glide across my skin.
I’m
not sure he’s acting.
I’m
not even sure that I am.
Then
Mark reminds me this is serious. “There are two guys behind you.” His voice is
low enough that only I can hear him. To anyone passing, we’re two lovers
reacquainting ourselves. “One at my two o’clock, and the other is out of my
view.”
“One just passed behind you twice. I think going toward my
exit is best.” I snuggle closer. “I’m ready when you are.” The double meaning
is meant for anyone to hear, but Mark should know it means I’m ready to
disappear. “You’ll have to keep up, though.”
He
leans back while cupping my face. His lips hover over mine. “I don’t have any
problems keeping you satisfied, princess.”
My
pulse spikes. I know he can hear it, feel it, see in my eyes that I’m affected.
My breaths are shallow as his hands slowly make their way down my arms.
“Arrogant
prick,” I mutter.
I
can tell he’d be an incredible lover. His overconfidence would only play to my
benefit. We’re both cut from the same cloth, ready to fight for dominance. He’d
win, though. I can see it in his eyes. There would be no battle, Mark has
already won. Right now, he controls me. He determines whether we kiss, what it’ll
be like, and for the first time in my life—I surrender.
His
lips come closer. “They’re closing in,” he whispers, his eyes locked on me.
“Charlie?” he asks.
“What?”
My voice is barely audible.
“This
will happen again when we don’t have to fight off people, and then you’ll be
mine.”
I
don’t have time to reply. His lips crash down on mine as he spins me around so
he leads our exit. The second our mouths collide, my brain disconnects. My
fingers tangle in his hair, grabbing it to pull him close. Mark’s hands hold my
face to his and he continues to guide me. I know we’re moving but I have no
idea to where. In this instant, I don’t care. Never has someone made me feel so
desperate for them. I never lose control, never feel so lost, yet right now, I
am. I’m raw, exposed, and completely vulnerable.
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