Welcome! Happy Tuesday! Here’s another snippet from one of my WIPs. Can you tell me which book these two characters are from?
Love on the Run
Copyright © 2012 Serenity King
Nicholas watched between half-closed eyelids as Tonya tiptoed out of the bathroom—shoes in hand towards the bedroom door. Where she thought she was going was beyond him. Here she was again trying to sneak out on him. He wasn’t having it. Tonya had yet to realize that she was his and he wasn’t about to let her get away.
“Make another move towards that door, and there’s going to be a situation,” Nicholas mumbled. He hid a smile as she started dropping one of the shoes she was carrying to the floor.
“Nicholas you scared me to death,” she cried holding her hands over her heart.
“Sure I did. That’s what happens when one gets caught doing something one should not be doing. Like you trying to sneak off like a thief into the night. Running again, Tonya?” he snarled getting up from the bed, and walking naked towards her. His steps ever so slow.
“I…I was not running. I was simply going home,” she said lamely.
“You were simply running,” he mimicked backing her up against the door and scowling down at her. “Am I going to have to tie you to the bed, my sweet? Hmm, that might not be a bad idea after all.”
“Nicholas what are you doing?” she breathed.
Nicholas didn’t say a word as he slipped the shoe from her hand—letting it drop to the floor. Looking her directly in the eyes he pulled her dress over her head and threw it across the room. She was stark naked—his eyes darkened with passion.
“I don’t think I did my job correctly,” he said huskily, lifting her up in his arms and walking her to the bed, where he dropped her on it—falling on top of her.
“What job was that?” she swallowed.
“The one where I fuck you so thoroughly that you don’t have the strength to leave me bed never mind run,” he scowled, parting her legs with his thighs and entering her in one fell swoop. “I won’t be making that mistake again.”