by Lili Valente
“I don’t think so. That doesn’t sound very interesting.”
“And what does sound interesting?” His arm tightens around me. “Maybe something like this?”
Before I can respond, his mouth is on mine, and a relieved, elated, dizzily wonderful wow feeling rolls through me with a sharp snap. The snap is like a light flicked on in a dark room, a horn blaring on a silent street, the sudden rush of adrenaline when you start to step off the curb and a car you didn’t see coming rushes past the second before your foot leaves the concrete.
The snap shouts “Pay attention! Pay close fucking attention! Something unexpected and potentially dangerous is happening!”
And it is.
Cranky, pain-in-my-butt Brendan is kissing me, and it is the most incredible kiss of my entire life. The sweetest, sexiest, most intense kiss, one that turns my bones to jelly and sets off an electrical storm in my nervous system. His tongue strokes against mine, hungry and demanding, asking for what he needs, and I can’t help but wrap my arms around his neck and give it to him.
Sexy Motherpucker is out now!
