Sunday, December 8, 2013

A new snippet from _No Sooner Loved_

I am so in love with this story. It's indescribable how much of me I've managed to put inside of the story. It could be the love story of my Beautiful Boy and I. It's not, not really. It's mostly fiction. But it could be. 

So, I've decided to share another snippet. I don't think I need to set this up. I think you can find the context of the scene. Enjoy!




“I never got them,” he said, sounded dejected. “I never heard from you so I thought you didn’t want to see me ever again.”
“That would never happen, Nathan.” She licked her lower lip, watching him. “I thought about you every day, missed you every day.”
His eyes darted up for a quick glance, then back to her hand. “I couldn’t stop thinking of you. God, I’ve missed you.”
“Nathan, I am so sorry.” She couldn’t face him at all, but if she didn’t say this, it would gnaw at her forever. “I said something horrible, something I never meant. God, I’d rather tear my own heart out than hurt you.”
“Justyn, I—”
She whirled away from him, trying to reign in her frustration. “Please, God, please,” she pleaded, her hands balled in fists against her stomach. “Tell me what to do. Tell me how to fix this. Tell me how to make this right. I’m so lost here. Tell me what to do.”
He took her by the shoulders, lifting her gaze to his. His voice betrayed his own agony, his own tears frozen on his lashes. “Justyn, I don’t care how old you are. I don’t care about that at all.”
She touched his cheek and he leaned his head against her palm. “You don’t?”
“No. I just want you. I only want you.”
He bent his head to her, claiming her mouth as he kissed her hard. She threaded her fingers in his hair and kissed him back with abandon. One of his hands crept to the small of her back, the other pressed against her derriere, pulling her tighter against him. Oh my God was the last thing in her mind as she felt the length of his erection, how much he did want her.
 “I can’t,” he gasped, trying to pull away from her. “I can’t do this.”
She held on, not letting go no matter how hard he tried. After a few attempts, he just stopped. “Where do you think you’re going, you beautiful man? I’m not letting you go again.”
“I can’t, my girl, I can’t.”
“Why?” she breathed against his cheek. “Tell me why. You owe me that. God, Nathan, I want you so badly it hurts inside.”
“Because I can’t,” he answered, turning his head away from her. “Justyn…. Shit, Justyn, I’ve never been with a woman. I’m…I’m….”
She let him go, surprised at the admission. “You’ve never made love with a woman? Anyone?”
The pink tinge on his cheeks was quite endearing. “I’m still a virgin, damn it.” With a roll of his eyes, he added, “I’m not gay, damn it. I keep telling you that and I wish you’d finally believe me.”
She swallowed the giggle and took his hands in hers. “I do, my love. I do. It’s just that – you mean to tell me that with all of those girlfriends you’ve had, all those women from your movies that you’ve dated, you’ve never slept with any of them?”
He shook his head, his cheeks still glowing and getting pinker. “Um, no, I never….”
“You’ve never pleasured yourself?”
“Of course I have,” he grumbled. “I know how to do that. I just…I don’t know…how to…to….”
“Well, you know how to fix that, don’t you?” She took him in her arms and raised her face to his. “Besides, it’s not like I have had that many lovers either, you know.”
He frowned at her. “You’re kidding.”
“Nope.” She kissed him softly. “I told you two things about me – the first was that I am very much a one-man-woman.”

Well, there is more to that scene. I guess I better get this done so you can find out what happens next. 


With love,
Siobhan

  

1 comment:

  1. Oh, that is hot. I'd love to know what happens next.

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