May 17, 2015

Sunday Smooch

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 Tammy Yenalavitch.

Can you please contact anna(at) annacampbell (dot) info to receive your prize.

And now for today's Sunday Smooch from Limbo!

Six Feet Under meets Stephanie Plum in Amy Andrews’ fresh, funny, sexy urban-family noir about a country singer who almost made it, a private investigator who’s seen too much and a mother who will cross all barriers to save her child.
When ex hillbilly-punk rocker turned cadaver make-up artist Joy Valentine is visited by the ghost of a high-profile murder victim begging for Joy’s help to find her kidnapped baby girl, Joy knows from experience the cops are going to think she’s crazy.  So she takes it to the one guy she knows who won’t.
The last thing disgraced ex-cop turned private investigator Dash Dent expected is a woman from his past turning up to complicate his present with a nutty, woo-woo story. The problem is he knows Joy is telling the truth and he can’t ignore the compelling plight of baby Isabella whose disappearance six months prior transfixed the nation.
Discounted and discredited by the police, Dash and Joy work together to uncover the mystery and find Isabella, with a whacky supporting cast including Eve, a brothel madam; Stan, an excommunicated priest; Katie, Dash’s ten-year-old daughter; and two horny goldfish. It’s a race against time and against all odds – but the real battle for Dash and Joy might just be keeping their hands off each other.

Scene set-up 

Amy says - Joy and Dash have been enduring some fairly heavy duty sexual tension but both are determined not to act on it. That is until Joy decides to send a prank nudie pic of her bare breasts to Dash. It's a joke but she soon realises she's taken it too far when things get really weird between them.

*****Please note there's some language and mature content in this excerpt. Lots of calling out to God and Jesus and all the sweet, sweet angels. Don't read if this isn't your thing!******

Limbo is up for pre-order at the moment and due out on the 22nd! I hope you'll consider pre-ordering!

" didn’t like the nudie pic but you didn’t want to offend me by telling me?’ Her brown unwavering eyes didn’t leave his for a second.
Didn’t like the picture? Was she mad? He’d gone into the bathroom and jerked off while he’d looked at it. But that would definitely incriminate him.
‘You thought it was inappropriate,’ she interrupted. ‘Look, I’m sorry. Clearly you’re pissed about it. It was just a stupid, spur of the moment thing and I thought, you’d seen them before and we’re both adults so it wouldn’t be a...thing. It was meant to be just a bit of fun. But I should have thought it through a lot more. I really do sincerely apologise for putting you, putting us, in an awkward position.’
Dash blinked. Inappropriate? Pissed? Hell, did she have the wrong end of the stick. He was depositing that image into his spank bank permanently.
He sighed. ‘Joy
‘I know,’ she interrupted again. ‘It was...unwise.’
Unwise? For someone who had slept with him within a couple of hours of getting reacquainted with him and led a bit of a fast and loose life in a hillbilly-punk band she was surprisingly straight. Surely she’d know how much something like that turned a guy on?
‘ Well was in some ways. Putting my cop hat on here you do know it’s not advisable to send pictures of yourself like that over unsecure networks, right? Well, at all never know who could get hold of that image. Hell I could have forwarded that to anyone.’
She sat up a little straighter. ‘Oh my god, you didn’t, did you?’
No. Jesus. What do you take me for?’ Dash was not a good sharer. ‘Absolutely not. I deleted it.’ Almost straight away.
She narrowed her eyes at him. ‘Really?’
She dropped her hands from her knees and shifted into a cross-legged position again, tucking the folder with all his research safely under her knee, as she held out her hand palm up. ‘Show me your phone.’
He raised an eyebrow. ‘Really?’
‘Yes.’ She wiggled her fingers at him.
Dash rolled his eyes and pulled his phone out of his back pocket, keyed in his security pin and slapped it in her hand. He watched her quickly navigate to his messages with several thumb swipes.
Her gaze flicked up to meet his. ‘Okay,’ she said as she handed it back, settling herself into the comfy corner of the couch.
Things shifted nicely beneath her shirt and he noticed her nipples were erect again as he absently put his phone in his back pocket. He realised he’d been staring a bit too long and pulled his gaze back to her face. But she’d well and truly sprung him. 
She raised an eyebrow at him. ‘You taking a brain picture now?’ she asked.
Dash cringed. Fuck. Classy, man. Real classy. 
‘Sorry,’ he said. ‘I have...breasts on the brain today. I think the fish have been secreting some wild...pheromone or something...and then you sent the picture and...’
‘So...’ she frowned. ‘You didn’t mind me sending the picture?’
Dash raked a hand through his hair. ‘Joy, I’m a guy. Of course I didn’t mind. Guys like breasts.’
‘Even miniscule ones?’
Dash dropped his gaze to her small, perfect breasts. To the large nipples that were practically poking through her shirt. He couldn’t help himself. ‘Yes,’ he said, his voice all kinds of husky as he glanced back at her.
She bit down into her lip again and there was a sudden shift in the air between them. A vibe. A pulse. It swirled around Dash and tugged at his groin.
‘I thought you didn’t approve.’
‘Oh I approved,’ he murmured. ‘I just don’t think it’s...a good idea for us to go down this track again. It’s not like it was last time, you know?’
She nodded and even that motion was enough to rub her shirt against her breasts. ‘And yet there you are, taking brain pictures again.’
‘Oh god.’ His eyes flew to her face as he ran a shaky hand through his hair. ‘I’m sorry.’
She shook her head slowly, the slightest smile touching her mouth. ‘How about I give you some help with that?’ she murmured. Then she grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up.
All the air hissed out of Dash’s lungs as he stared at the very things that had been on his brain all day. Her slight breasts sat high and perky, the large nipples scrunched into tight little berries. Begging for a warm tongue. Ho. Ly. Fuck. If she’d reached for his zip and yanked it down, his dick couldn’t have come to life any faster.
She peered over the top of her shirt. ‘Better in real life?’
He dragged his gaze off her nipples to that knowing little smile on her face and his inner caveman roared to life.
‘You really ought to not tease a man so close to the edge.’
Her gaze locked with his. ‘Who says I’m teasing?’
Pregnant seconds passed as Dash’s common sense warred with his common erection, his gaze drifting back to her nipples, his mouth as dry as day-old toast.  
Jeez-us, Dash. You want me to beg?’
The erection won.
Dash grabbed her closest ankle and yanked her unceremoniously down the couch, the folder hit the floor as her arms grabbed for purchase behind her head and her breasts bounced enticingly. Heat slammed into his groin, saliva flooded his mouth. He tucked her leg in behind him as the other one fell over the side, spreading wide to accommodate his hips invading her space.
Then, with his eyes fixed firmly on the prize, he bent at the waist and opened his mouth over her left nipple, sucking it in hard.
Fuuuuck,’ she groaned, her back arching clear off the couch, her hands pushing into his hair, holding him there.
The nipple hardened into a ripe peak in his mouth and Dash circled his tongue around and around it as his fingers stroked across the right one, drawing it into a tight hard peak.
She tasted good, smelled good like Cuervo and lime and sounded good under him, as she panted and bowed her back, offering more of herself to him. He switched sides then, swiping his tongue over the taut nub, drawing it in to the warm cavern of his mouth as his thumb caressed the moist peak he’d just abandoned.
She sucked in a breath. ‘Dash. Jesus.
He’d been fantasising about this all day. About tasting those nipples that had stared back at him from the screen of his iPhone. Touching them. Teasing them. And he went back and forth between the two, lost in their sweetness, their softness, their hardness and the thrilling rush of heat surging through his system and the desperate, incomprehensible urgings that gurgled in the back of her throat. 
‘Fuck...God...Jesus. Dash stop,’ she moaned, pulling at his shoulders. ‘You’re killing me.’
Dash stopped, but only for a second, lifting his head and lunging for her mouth, the force of it pushing her head back into the soft fabric of the couch as he devoured that too, his hands still firmly on her breasts, his thumbs brushing back and forth over the nipples in time with each incursion of his tongue deep into her mouth.
She pushed herself into his palms, whimpered against his lips, opening wide to him, letting him have his way with her. Surrendering completely.

For a chance to win a digital (must have an Amazon account) copy of Limbo tell me about a time when you've done something you shouldn't have then immediately regretted it.

Come back next Sunday, when the winner of today's giveaway will be announced and a smooch from Louisa George will be posted!

Smooch Graphic by WebWeaver


  1. Ooh, what a wowser of a scene, Amy! Methinks Joy and Dash are in for a wild ride. :-)

    As for doing something I shouldn't and immediately regretting it...there's many a Salt and Vinegar FAMILY sized chip packet that I've hoovered back with more speed than grace, and then thoughts 'Oops!' ;-)

    1. lol - I should have said discounting food, Michelle cos God knows I'm sure we could all fill a book with those kind of oops :-)

  2. I was at a weekend seminar and took pity on this guy who was out of things and when he invited me for a coffee I said okay and he thought I was agreeing to a bit of whoopee. Even though he knew I was married with 5 kids at the time.

    1. Of always = whoopee, right?.... Jeez Louise! I would love to know what you said to that, Fiona!

    2. I actually had to be very tactful. He offered to drive us to the coffee place but didn't go there but parked out bush. It was a bit scary at the time.

    3. Oh good Lord! That does sound scary!!!

      How dare he do that to you. Grrrr....

  3. Hi Amy - So happy I won Anna's book. Great smooch too. When I was in college I went skinny dipping with a bunch of friends - gals and guys. I was fine running into the ocean, I then regretted it when I had to get out of the ocean with no clothes. Never did it again.

  4. Wow - hot smooch, Amy.

    Ah regrets, I have a few
    But then again, too few to mention
    I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
    I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway
    And more, much more than this, I did it my way

  5. Hi Amy

    I am looking forward to this one I have pre-ordered it :)

    And the only thing I can think of that I have done and wished I hadn't lately is probably eat that chocolate LOL

    have Fun

    1. Chocolate regret is always epic, Helen :-) Thanks for the pre-order!

  6. I know that there are times that I've done things that I've immediately regretted, but my brain is refusing to let me remember at present.
    Anyhow, that's a great smooch and I immediately went to Kobo before commenting to place my pre-order.

    1. lol Lyn - convenient amnesia ;-)
      Thanks for the pre-order!

  7. Hi Amy, I have pre-ordered Limbo. I love the idea of this series. I think you may just be about to improve on one of my favourite series, Janet Evanovic's Stephanie Plum books. My only problem with the series is too much tease and not enough action! As for regrets, I lost my temper once and shouted at my boss. Shout is probably not quite right as I wasn't loud. Let's just say I wasn't as deferrential as required. He was thoroughly outraged and stormed out of the office not to return that day. I was sure I was on the shortlist to being fired, which was definitely NOT on my agenda, so I had to grovel in abject apology and excuse mysellf on account of pre-wedding nerves. I did have standard bride-organising-own-wedding anxieties but truth is, he had just irritated me beyond endurance. I still don't know which I regret more - losing my temper or apologising. Losing my temper, probably ... just.

    1. Woot! Another pre-order! Thanks Laura.
      I hope Limbo meets your Stefanie Plum expectations - I'm a definite Stefanie fan! Are you Joe or Ranger? The Joy Valentine series is only planned to be 3 books so I promise there's not a lot of teasing :-)

      Ack on the shouting at the boss! Sometimes people you work with are just dicks that need the occasional reprimand, boss or not. But yeh... not always occupationally sound ;-) Very brave though. I applaud you!

    2. Ah! I love Joe but then there's ranger..... I just can't decide. I can see why Stefanie is so conflicted :-)

  8. Hot Smooch, Amy! My regret is a food one too - when I have too much sugar I get the most vile headaches... oh, but sometimes those sweet things are soooooo hard to resist, even when I know I'm going to regret it!

    1. Never have truer words been spoken, Sharon :-)

  9. Great excerpt. Too short though ha ha ha. Stephanie Plum ramped up a little bit and more fun!

    Well, I think I probably instantly regretted everything I did in high school, but we've been married almost 50 years now so I guess it's ok ;-).

    Years ago I accepted a lunch invitation with a few-years-younger co-worker. Had a few second thoughts but in those days everybody went to lunch with everybody - and it was just lunch, plus I have always been a bit clueless. As we were sitting there having what I thought was a nice chat about our lives he suddenly looked shocked and completely dismayed and said, "You're married?? You have kids?? How old are you??" Being happily married to you-know-who from above and having 3 kids, I thought it was kind of funny. On the other hand, he was not happy and working together after that was a bit awkward.

    1. Thanks Grandma Cootie (great name!)

      Ah yes, high school. A one stop regret shop :-)

  10. Super hot as always, Amy!! You do give good smooch :D

    My immediate regret usually comes into play when I've gone on a shopping spree. I've been a victim of buyers remorse too many time!

  11. Damn, Amy, you do hot so well. Love this and will definitely be buying this one.