Midnight Heat, the second book in the Moonlight Romance series, will be released by Liquid Silver Books soon!
Frederick and Emma blazed the pages of Midnight Caller… In Midnight Heat Frederick’s brother George stirs a fire in Allison. It takes a while to kindle the flame and then sparks fly!
Her shoes clipped on the loft ladder and when she poked her head into the loft she drew a sharp breath. George sat in a wooden chair, wide awake, watching her, a quilt wrapped around his frame.
A soft smile spread across his face. “I was feeling kind of lonely. Were you?”
“Yes.” She climbed into the loft and froze. For some reason she had expected him to be asleep. He had fixed the room up nicely. Besides the chair there was a large pallet in the corner and a trunk where she suspected he kept his clothes and other necessities. On top of the trunk sat a glowing lantern. Had he been expecting company or did he have trouble going to sleep?
“You’re welcome to the pallet if you prefer that to the bed. I’m comfortable in the chair.”
Sleeping in a chair didn’t sound comfortable. There he was acting the gentleman again. He seemed perfectly harmless. Yes, she preferred the pallet but not alone. Tonight, with Mr. Coswell chasing her, she definitely did not want to sleep alone. She wanted the comfort of those strong arms around her, even if it was only for one night.
She swept George’s frame with bedroom eyes, slow so she wouldn’t miss an inch. He sat up straighter in the wooden chair. By the growing bulge in his trousers, he found her scrutiny arousing.
Her heart tapped an erratic rhythm and she breathed faster. She’d never had the opportunity or a good enough reason to want to wield such power over a man. Could she manage it? She grasped for calm and held on to it by her fingernails. The memory of lying on top of him in the bed of the wagon resurfaced. She’d enjoyed his hardness pressed against her, his heat radiating into her core. If George hadn’t stopped her that kind old man would think she was a hussy. She’d made it to the barn. She’d enjoy herself this evening or die trying.
“We can share the pallet,” she said in a husky voice.
George’s eyes widened. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” Allison said. “But you have to agree to my rules.”
Lying together on the deck of the Queen Bee had seemed less intimate. Sharing a bed implied their relationship was progressing. By the happiness and hunger in George’s eyes he knew this. She was ready for their relationship to take the next step.
George licked his lips. “Yes, ma’am.” He turned redder by the second, adjusting himself in front of her.
Like she hadn’t seen that before. But maybe he wasn’t experienced. Maybe that was why he hadn’t pushed the issue. That would work in her favor. She could teach him a thing or two and relish in her power over him.
She had wanted him for weeks. Except she wanted him on her terms—would he understand? She sauntered over to him purposely accentuating the sway of her hips.
“Shh,” she said, pulling down his tan suspenders. “I want to take this slow. You’ll let me, won’t you?” She took her time, teasing, her breasts in her face. She kneeled in front of him positioning herself in front of his crotch. She started at his knees and slowly crept her hands up George’s thighs, stopping to unfasten his trousers. His hard cock sprang free.
“Yes,” he hissed.
A thrum of pleasure rushed to her core at the sight. She’d never seen one so beautifully sturdy. She wrapped her hand around his arousal and brought her mouth toward his cock to give the tip a tentative lick. He tasted spicy, deliciously spicy.
Sweat beaded on his forehead. “Oh. Oh. Oh yes.”
She continued to taste him in longer strokes.
He moaned, but made no move to touch her. “This. Feels. So. Good.”
His chiseled chest rose and fell quickly, enticing her. She wanted to lick his tight nipples, too. She felt him tighten inside her mouth. She stopped, pulling out; she no longer wanted him there.
“I am ready now. I want to feel you inside me.”
You can read the first book in the series Midnight Caller (published by Liquid Silver Books) now.
Life without love is painful, but in 1865 forbidden fruit can be deadly. When a wealthy widow decides to enjoy her new-found freedom, she puts more than her reputation on the line. An unwanted suitor means to have her, or no one will. From sizzling sex to life-threatening danger, the intrigue will keep you turning the pages of Midnight Caller, Haley Whitehall’s sizzling new romance.