Jul 21, 2013

Sunday Smooch with Amy Andrews

Welcome to another LoveCats DownUnder Sunday Smooch!

Today we have a smooch from  Amy Andrews, but first
the winner of last week's Sunday Smooch Giveaway is Jo B

Can you please contact sue (dot) mackay56 (at) yahoo (dot) com to receive your copy of  The Gift Of A Child

And now for today's Sunday Smooch from Girl least Likely to Marry.......

Talk nerdy to me

Samuel Tucker is absolutely the last person scientist Cassie Barclay would ever date. Yes, he's gorgeous, but he's also far too cocky for his own good and thinks that Pi is a tasty afternoon treat. So when he asks her to dance at her friend Reese's non-wedding she's wondering why on earth she says yes!

Tuck is used to people assuming he's all brawn and no brain, and amuses himself by winding Cassie up. But when he finally takes her to bed, suddenly it's Tuck who can show Cassie a thing or two! Can he convince her that love and sex have nothing to do with logic and everything to do with chemistry?Cover & blurb

Scene set-up: Brainiac Cassie has had a very disconcerting reaction to ex quarterback, Tuck. Yes, the geek girl has the hots for the jock. She's horrified but her libido is being demanding and, after talking with her gal pals, she's decided there's only one logical way to fix the problem.....

Kiss Scene 

  “...Well, I don’t know if you know this or not, but you do smell pretty amazing."

  Tuck smiled. “I have been told that a time or two before.”

  Cassie absorbed that information, missing the nuance in her bid to get to the point. “Anyway...I find myself unable to concentrate on my work, and Gina suggested that being a female in my sexual prime, my libido is demanding to be...serviced... and that a spot of...copulation...might be the solution to my problem.”

  Tuck felt his erection swell further. He should not be turned on by a woman in shapeless clothes talking about servicing and copulation. Pretty, perky women with enhanced assets and bold use of four-letter words were his staple turn-ons.

  And yet he was very turned on. “Copulation?”

  She nodded. “It’s all very logical, really.”

  Tuck made his way towards her, keeping his pace slow and lazy. “So this is you seducing me?”
  Cassie took a step back as his masculine scent drew her into his wild pheromone cloud. “I...guess.”
  Tuck stopped when he was an arm’s length from her. He dropped his gaze and took a slow tour of her body. It didn’t take long – there wasn’t a lot he could make out. Her breasts, which he remembered very well from her criss-cross dress last night, were vaguely discernible beneath a voluminous t-shirt that proclaimed, Come to the nerd side, we have Pi.
  He smiled at the logo as he lifted a hand and fingered the sleeve. “This is what you wear to a seduction?”
  Cassie looked down. It hadn’t even occurred to her to change her clothes. She’d got into her pajamas an hour ago, after her second cold shower. Gina would have a fit if she knew. 
  “Oh. Yes. Guess it’s not very –” she swallowed “sexy.”
  Tuck shrugged. “Funny can be sexy.”
  “It’s a tradition,” she explained, as his gaze roved all over her shirt. It suddenly felt like it was on fire. “Gina, Reese and Marnie send me geek t-shirts as a...it’s a joke...”
  She petered out as she realised she was babbling. “Sorry. Like I say, I’m not very good at this.”
  Tuck disagreed. Cassie’s unique approach was being very much appreciated by one particular part of his body. “So,” he murmured, his fingers dropping from Cassie’s sleeve to stroke up and down her arm, “would you like the standard copulation package or one of the many variations I offer?”
  Cassie pulled her arm away as an army of goose bumps marched across her skin and a seductive waft of Tuck flared her nostrils.  “Oh, I think the standard will be fine.” Her voice was husky again and she cleared it. “I still have a paper to get back to. No time for variations.”
  Tuck smiled. A man with a less robust ego may have been intimidated by her haste to be done with it. But he was not one to go for copulation by the clock. And she’d given him a goal now – wipe that research paper from her head for the rest of the night.
  Or die trying.
  “Okay,” he said, stepping in closer to her, until her body a hand-touch away, “long, sweet, slow loving it is.”
  Cassie swayed as her senses were engulfed in a wave of him, drenching every cell in a primal urge. She felt his hand warm on her waist, steadying her, and her eyes pinged open, her gaze snared in the brilliant blue of his.
  “That’s your standard?” she asked, her voice squeaky.
  Tuck shrugged. “I have high standards.”
  He brought his free hand up to cradle her jaw. Her pupils were large and dilated, the sound of her breath was rough in his ears, her nostrils were flaring, her mouth was parted. Tuck knew all the signs of an aroused woman. And any other woman would be plastered all over him by now, eager to fulfill his every whim.
The fact that she wasn’t was sweet and quaint and endearing. And vaguely thrilling. 
  Not that he had any issues with sexually aggressive women. He loved confidence and strength in and out of bed. But this - having a woman waiting for his move for a change - was, strangely, a real turn-on.
  Cassie swore she could hear the sluggish grind of gears as time seemed to slow right down. Her head spun with the smell of him and she wanted him to kiss her so badly she didn’t even recognise the woman she’d suddenly become.
  “Tuck...” The word spilled from her lips on a desperate whisper she had no conscious control over.
  Tuck sucked in a breath. The volume of want in her voice was lashing him with an identical desire. His fingers speared into her hair, his thumb brushing her temple. “What do you want, Cassie?” he asked, his lips slowly descending towards hers.
  Cassie was reeling. She could barely think through the fog of pheromones addling her senses, intoxicating her. “I want you to kiss me,” she whispered, the words flowing thick and heavy like syrup from her throat. 
  Tuck didn’t need it repeated. He swooped the last few centimetres and crushed his mouth against hers. Her lips opened on a whimper that speared straight to his groin, and when her tongue tentatively touched his, heat traced its way there too. He groaned as her mouth opened more and her arms slid around his neck. He pulled her closer, until not even his platinum credit card could have been slipped between them. His hand dropped to her shoulder, skimmed her breast, moulded her hip, and then both his hands moved in unison to the cheeks of her butt hidden beneath layers of fabric.
  He pulled her hips in hard, grinding his erection against her. She broke away, gasping, but his lips refused to let her retreat, following and claiming hers again in another hot lashing of lust which she opened to on a tiny little whimper that lit fires in all his erogenous zones. 
  His hand slid under her shirt, his palm fitting into the small of her back then moving up the contour of her spine. Up, up, up. Her skin was hot and smooth to touch. The arch of her back, the dip of her ribs, the absence of bra strap fueled the fever thrumming in his blood. Lust jabbed him in the solar plexus and he jerked her harder against him.
  He needed her naked. 
  He needed her laid out on his bed. 
  He needed her calling his name and scratching her nails down his back.

Have you ever had a crush on someone you never thought you would? Someone the complete opposite of who you'd usually go for or someone you didn't even particularly like? I'm giving away a copy (international) of The Girl Least Likely to someone who leaves a comment. 
Let's talk crushes!

Girl Least Likely to Marry is the #2 in The Wedding Season Trilogy. For more info about all of the books and more giveaways check out the Wedding Season FB page!

Come back next Sunday, when the winner of today's giveaway will be announced and a smooch from Imprisoned By A Vow by Annie West will be posted!


  1. Wow, Amy, this is a must read. Love it already. As for crushes, least said the better, except they were usually embarassing.

  2. Scorching smooch, Amy!

    Ah, the inappropriate crush. I think my most memorable was when I was sweet (and oh-so-inexperienced) sixteen. I fell wildly in love with a gay guy. Needless to say, it didn't go anywhere. ;-)

  3. I was very loyal with my crushes. Had a big crush on the same boy all the way through primary school. Then, the same at high school...different boy but loved him from afar the whole time. Sigh!

  4. my crushes were typical...the popular guys...sadly i found out that i didn't hid it well and it made school very awkward!!

  5. Hi Amy! I just read The Unexpected Wedding Guest & I am looking forward to your book! I most definitely fell for an inappropriate guy. I was 29 & he was a few (maybe 4) years younger. I am conservative & was in a white-collar job. He was, unfortunately, into some drugs & drove a truck, among other things. He was tall & good-looking & hot, but it was never going to work out.

  6. Sigh, since we're talking about inappropriate crushes I'm going with the "my lips are sealed" story and I'm sticking with it! ;)

  7. I was the object of a crush, he feed my ego. I was 40 and he was 28 and he was adorable. It came to nothing because of our age gap, but I'll always have the mixed CD he made me for my birthday, it felt like high school again.

  8. LOL Sue - I can see you don't kiss and tell :-)

  9. Ouch, Michelle...gay. My first serious boyfriend of one year turned out to be gay (obvious to me now although clearly not him at that point in time) so I feel your pain!

  10. LOL JSG - you're obviously a one man woman!

    I had a huge crush on my best friend's boyfriend in grade 8. Treated him with complete and utter disdain because I was petrified he'd find out :-) Luckily he stayed ignorant!

  11. Ugh Alexis - that sucks! Crushes are bad enough to bear without the object of our affections or everyone else knowing....

  12. Pleased you enjoyed TUWG, Sharlene!

    Ooh, I was soooo hoping someone would share something really delicious like this!! I can hear how secretly thrilling it was for you but yeh....I think half the thrill in these things is knowing how unattainable it all is!

  13. Another kiss and don't tell comment, hey Anita? Well, that's okay, you know I *am* a writer, so I'll just fill in all those spaces with a very detailed fantasy :-)

  14. Oh Annwitch!! Yes! Another delicious story! A mixed CD?? He sounds totally adorable. I think we all need a little ego feeding from time to time :-)

  15. Hawt Smooch, Amy! I love the chemistry between Tuck and Cassie!

    Crushes! Argh! I'm sure I don't want to remember how embarrassing that whole crushes-phase of growing up was! I will tell you that when I was 12 years old I gave the hunkiest boy in school a Minty so he'd let me take his photo. Yep, totally not going any further with this subject! LOL

  16. Amy, what a scorcher of an excerpt! I love the premise of this story - such fun I want to gobble it up right now. It seems to me you must have enjoyed writing this one enormously!

    Crushes? Teenage years were full of crushes on the wrong guys. So glad I've now got my dream guy all to myself.

  17. Hi Amy! Thanks for introducing us to Tuck and Cassie, and for the hot excerpt! *fans* I'm really looking forward to reading this series, sounds fabulous! As for crushes, there's always the unattainable ones (good for secretly dreaming about, but not in reality) :-)

  18. Loving the smooch. WOW!!

    I had the most unlikely & unsuitable crushes in High School. All one sided - they didn't even know I existed I suspect. Hence the unlikely & unsuitable. I was content to adore from afar.

  19. Well, I went from feeling the cold this evening to scorching hot in the space of your excerpt, Amy. Love opposites attracting and this sounds like such good fun as well. And crushes--a woman has to dream but I'm not about to kiss and tell either!

  20. I'm pretty sure my first serious crush was gay. He was my BFFs big brother and he had lots of friends who were girls but no serious girlfriends. When he was older he had lots of younger men friends. Sadly he committed suicide on his 30th birthday which pretty much confirmed it in my opinion. His parents would not have understood. I don't know that I ever really got over the crush.

  21. I had a crush on an actor/comedian who was a friend of an actor I worked with on a show I was stage managing. He was about ten years older than me, lived a very alternative lifestyle, was tall and cute and funny and dark haired and had girls hanging off him and for some reason, he liked me too. He was always with someone else (which made him off limits to me - not to mention the drugs and party lifestyle he was in to) but he always sought me out and chatted and we were friends. He was a very flirty person, so he flirted with me too, which did not help with my crush, but it still was kind of lovely too. It was really lovely for a young girl's ego that this cute man who never lacked for female attention, liked me and that when all the others came and went, I was still his friend. Then there came a time when his flirting got a bit more serious with me and he wasn't with anyone else and he asked me to come home with him and I said... No. (I can hear your groans). But even as a young twenty year old, I knew he was not for me and I have to say, I'm glad I said no. He seemed disappointed, but he kissed me really sweetly and we stayed friends for a few more years until our lives went in different directions. Soon after that I met the man who is now my husband - so it was all for the best. But I'm still proud of myself for knowing myself well enough to say no to the man who I had a huge crush on - he would have been really bad for me.

  22. Hey Sharon, you're 12 yo self had some chutzpah! Go you with the Minty :-)

  23. You know what, Annie, I did enjoy this one a lot. I had fun with Cassie thinking Tuck was stupid and then Tuck turning the tables on her with his "bedroom" smarts :-)

  24. Thanks Ada. I think that's the thing about crushes, they're usually unattainable for a good reason :-)

  25. Thanks Mary. Adoring from afar can sometimes be just as thrilling :-)

  26. Thanks Susanne. Even if you're not going to kiss and tell :-)

  27. Oh Fiona....that's so sad :-(
    A recent KISS title is "First Crush is the Deepest" and I think that's quite true!

  28. Ah Liesl! I felt for sure you were going to say -so I did and we got married a month later :-) But go you for knowing your own mind - that takes a lot of women too many years to figure out!

  29. Haven't read a KISS book yet, and this sounds like just the story to read first! Hubba hubba!

  30. Amy, I loved that smooch! Must get a copy of this book. I think I had the usual - lots of crushes on boys who didn't know. :)

  31. I can highly recommend them Laney!

  32. Hey Rach. I wonder how many boys *did* know about our crushes? Surely they weren't all clueless?