Today we have a smooch from Stefanie London but first
... the winner of last week's Sunday Smooch Giveaway is Mary Preston.
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And now for today's Sunday Smooch from Stefanie London's MR. DANGEROUSLY SEXY.
He’ll keep her safe…but can he keep his distance?
When Addison Cobalt learns she has a potentially volatile stalker, she tries to hide it from her business partner, Logan Dane. The hyperprotective, supersexy cohead of their security company will only try to take control of the situation—and her.
Which is exactly what Logan does when he finds out about the stalker. Addison craves the safety of Logan’s body, but that doesn’t mean she’s willing to give up her independence, or all of her secrets, for him. She has a few ways to shake Logan’s iron control, but it’s a wicked and risky game. Because the only thing more dangerous than her stalker is Mr. Dangerously Sexy himself!
Addison and Logan have known each other ever since she was a teenager and he was hired by her father. They have a fierce connection, even if they both feel it would be easier if they didn't. But one steamy night two years ago affected them both, and now they're still dealing with the fallout of that night.
Addison is sick of playing games, so she bets Logan that they won't make it home from dinner without him wanting to ravish her. And she's not the type to lose a bet.
She reached into the pocket on the inside of her bag where she’d cheekily stashed her panties after returning from the restroom back at the restaurant. Initially, her plan had been to surprise him closer to home on a quiet little side street and let him feel his way to that discovery.
But he was playing hard to get.
Her fingertips brushed the expensive silk and she toyed with the little ribbon that held the sides together. As they rounded a corner, she pulled the panties out and stealthily tucked them into his hand.
“What the hell?” he said, looking at her and then dropping his eyes down to his hand. “Christ, Addison. Are these what I think they are?”
“If you think they’re a pair of Agent Provocateur ouvert panties, then you’re correct.” The style was her favorite, with little cutouts and fiddly ribbons that made her feel like a million bucks. “Spoiler alert, I’m wearing the matching bra.”
He stuffed the panties into his pocket but not before she saw him rub the silk between his fingers and his nostrils flared. His cool was slipping.
“I figured I’d save you the trouble of getting them off. They’re delicate and I didn’t want you to rip them.” She slipped his hand over her shoulder and turned her face up to his. “Save your teeth for me.”
He swore under his breath, his arm tightening around her. “You’re going to be the death of me, Cobalt.”
“At least you’ll die happy, Dane.”
“Die happy and go straight to hell. Sounds about right.” He grinned at her with a rakish devil-may-care expression.
It wasn’t often that he looked at her that way. Since he’d barreled into her life he’d been moody and dark, any joking or teasing undercut with a current of tension. Restraint.
“If everyone got sent to hell for having great sex, then I’d be happy to go there, too. It’d be quite the party.”
“So it’s great sex, huh?”
Heat crept into her cheeks, and she hid it by resting her head against his shoulder. “What would you call it?”
“Words aren’t my thing.”
They crossed another road and his apartment building loomed ahead. A quiet alley was a few feet off to their right, so she took his hand and pulled him toward the shadows. “Show me then.”
The alley was little more than an exit for the underground parking of one of the apartment towers on the block. On the other side was a fence that sectioned off a children’s playground. It was dark, but anyone looking closely would be able to see them.
She led Logan past the parking lot entrance and into the shadows. “It’s just us now.”
Heart hammering, she pulled him close and wedged herself between the hard muscle of his chest and the brick building. Her hands went to his pecs, sliding up until they curled around his jaw. Rough stubble scratched her palms and she tugged him closer. The moment his lips hit hers, she was lost. Obliterated.
His tongue pushed between her teeth and he pinned her against the wall. The hard jut of him sent her brain into meltdown. All she wanted was to feel him inside her.
“Addi,” he moaned as he ground himself against her. He yanked her leg over his hip and slid his hand up over the band of her thigh-high stocking until he cupped her bare ass.
The cool night air caressed her naked skin. She’d never done anything so wicked as this, so brazen. But it felt good to step out of her shell, to take charge of her life. To throw caution to the wind.
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Come back next Sunday, when the winner of today's giveaway will be announced and a smooch from Melanie Milburne will be posted!