I haven’t done a Sizzling Sunday post for quite a while. My new release Free Fall includes a number of incendiary scenes. Most of the promo, though, has been PG.
So I thought I’d share one of the steamier passages from this lesbian science fiction romance.
By the way, the book will be part of the IHeartSapphFic dark romance reading challenge next week. As part of this event, the price will drop from $3.99 to only 99 cents – starting on Monday!
Blurb
Welcome to Xanadu. For its elite customers, a space-based paradise of pleasure. For the slaves who work there, hell orbiting Earth.
Innocent and inexperienced, Mariel Linderman sells herself to Xanadu to rescue her farming family from starvation. Streetwise Rain Delgado accepts assignment as a Pleasure Rep in lieu of a prison sentence for murder. In a world that strictly prohibits same-sex relations, the passion that flares between them brings terrible risks. Their unexpected heart-and-soul connection turns their already precarious existence into a clandestine struggle for survival.
Sizzling Snippet
Skin-to-skin contact is the fuse that ignites Mariel’s desire. Her nipples tighten into aching knots. Her pussy lips swell and grow damp. Mashing her breasts against Rain’s chest, she melts into the other woman’s embrace. Rain is a few inches taller. Mariel rubs her mons against a muscular thigh as Rain digs her fingernails into Mariel’s ass and plunders her mouth.
She moans and squirms, a climax already spiraling up from her center. Pressure builds in her pelvis. At the last minute, though, Rain breaks their lip lock and takes half a step back.
Mariel moans her disappointment.
“There’s no rush, babe.” Her lover grins, then flicks a thumb across one throbbing nipple.
Mariel grabs the woman’s hand. “Don’t tease. I can’t stand it.” She tugs at the top of her dress, sending buttons flying, then drags Rain’s palm to her bared breast. “Make love to me. I can’t wait any longer.”
Rain extricates herself from Mariel’s grip. Threading her fingers through Mariel’s blonde locks, she brushes them back and presses a kiss to her forehead. “Let’s not hurry, for once. We’ve got two whole hours.”
“What do you mean? How do you—oh! The special request!”
A smug smile graces Rain’s lush mouth as she nods. “Take off the dress and lie down on the bed. Arms over your head. Eyes closed.”
Mariel races to comply, doing further damage to her costume. She’ll have to tell Eleanor that the client ripped it off. Naked, on her back, with her knees bent and her thighs spread, she waits in the warm darkness for Rain to join her.
It seems to take forever. She hears the rustle of synthetic fabric, the soft thud of shoes kicked into a corner, then the slide of the drawer in the bedside table. There’s a shift in the distribution of weight as Rain climbs onto the bed and crawls up next to her. Mariel catches a whiff of her lover’s rich, earthy scent. Need flashes through her like summer lightning.
“Don’t move, babe,” Rain murmurs. “Just feel.”
Fingertips make delicate patterns on Mariel’s breasts, whorls and curlicues converging ever so slowly toward the sensitive tips. Rain barely touches her, but leaves a trail of sparks wherever her fingers travel.
“You’ve got gorgeous tits, babe. I want to eat you up.”
Mariel gasps as wet heat engulfs her nipple. Liquid lust gushes through her, pooling in her sex and dribbling out to coat her thighs. Rain suckles her, pulling hard on the swollen flesh. At the same time, those devilish fingers trace a line from the hollow of her throat down to her belly.
Her hips snap up involuntarily. Her clit burns like a live coal. From the waist down she’s on fire.
“Oh, Rain…”
Her partner switches her attention to Mariel’s other nipple, leaving the first so tender that she can feel every shift in the air. Her eyes still closed, her fingers tangled in Rain’s hair, Mariel tries to urge that clever mouth down toward the raging inferno between her legs.
“Hands. Over your head.”
“Oh, sorry…”
Teeth nip at the recently abandoned nub.
“Ow!”
“Be a good girl and let me take charge.” Rain gives the nipple a sharp pinch. “You’ll get your chance later.” Without warning, she straddles Mariel’s body to knead both breasts with firm hands, crushing the swollen nipples against her palms. Those amazing sensations are soon supplanted by the feeling of Rain’s tongue, licking a juicy path along Mariel’s cleavage, across her abdomen and down to her navel.
Delicious, yes, but much, much too slow! Mariel is desperate to have that nimble tongue rooting in her pussy and flicking her clit, driving her over the edge to release. She knows she has to be patient, though. Rain has a stubborn streak. She may be perverse enough to stop entirely if Mariel tries to force the issue.
So Mariel endures exquisite torture as her lover takes a leisurely trip down to the gulf between her thighs. The knot in her pelvis winds tighter with each teasing lick. Above her head, her hands clutch the sheets. Below, she’s reduced to a helpless puddle of want.
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