Title: Off Course
Author: Sawyer Bennett
Publisher: Big Dog Books-
Release date: August 4, 2013
Genre: Contemporary
Age Group: New Adult
Event organized by: AToMR Tours
Buy Link: Amazon
If their relationship was just about sex and rock n’ roll, it would be easy for them to get lost in their desires. Only their relationship is anything but a hook-up. Will lies, deceit and hidden tragedy get in the way, making the path to true love uncertain? Or will the girl whose been knocked Off Course, find her footing with the man who is teaching her it’s okay to lose control?
Taking
a deep breath, I open the door. I don't even have time to sort out my feelings
because Cillian's hands snake out. One wraps around my waist and the other cups
the back of my head, pulling me to him. His mouth covers mine and he literally
bends me backward, giving me the deepest, hottest kiss I've ever had in my
life. The moment his tongue invades my mouth, he lets out a groan that seems to
emanate from deep inside of him and that sound completely melts my insides. I
don't want to, but my hands do what they want and wrap around his neck to hang
on.
The
kiss is demanding, and yet he seems to be seeking something from me. Something
more than just the immediate gratification of his desire.
But
no sooner has the kiss started then Cillian straightens up his body, pulling me
up flush with him. His kiss lightens until he's just nibbling on my lips, an
action I find to be sexy and endearing at the same time. He finally pulls his
lips away and rests his forehead against mine.
"God,
I needed that," he says. He sounds tired.
I
pull away to look at him. "Where have you been?" I hope my question
sounds merely curious and not accusing in any way.
He
releases me and rubs the back of his neck with one hand, as if he has the
weight of the world resting there.
"I
had some crap to take care of. Can I come in?"
Crap
to take care of? And that was more important than calling me or seeing me,
especially after we shared that pantie-shredding kiss?
I
cross my arms over my chest and block the entrance to my apartment. Now that
his body is removed from mine, some of my common sense is returning. I'm now
remembering why I tend to shy away from men like Cillian. He's too
unpredictable. Unreliable. He has the power to disappoint me.
"I
don't think that's a good idea," I say, hoping my words don't betray the
desire my body is still feeling and very much wants to invite him in.
He
tilts his head to the side and narrows his dark eyes at me. "The way you
kissed me just now says different. Why the cold shoulder?"
My
own eyes narrow back at him. "Cold shoulder? I find it funny you would
accuse me of that."
Cillian
sighs and rubs his neck again. "Look. I'm sorry I haven't been to see you.
But something important did come up. Trust me when I say I would have rather
been with you. I would have rather been anywhere than where I was."
Something
about his voice weakens my resolve just a bit. I don't know if he would have
rather been with me, but I don't doubt by the tone of his voice that he did not
enjoy whatever it was he was doing. "Come on in and I'll make some tea.
And you can tell me all about it."
I
step aside to let him pass but he doesn't move. "It's not something I
really want to talk about."
Um... yeah...
that's just not going to do.
"Then
you can just be on your merry way then. You kissed me the other night, Cillian,
and it was good. No, that's not right. It was great. It was a kiss that told me
something better was to come. It was a kiss that convinced me to possibly give
you a chance. But I'll be damned if I'm going to be strung along and I'll be
damned if I'm going to be available for your whims. You can either convince me
that the something else was more important, or you can get the hell gone."
I
hold my breath, waiting for his reaction. I'm not even sure if I really care
which direction he will choose. Part of me wants to expand my horizons and see
what this insane attraction is that’s brewing between us. But another part of
me, the part that is still the safe, responsible Renner Caldwell ,
wants him to turn tail and run. That ultimately would be the easiest on me.
My
options to Cillian are to leave or to come in and tell me where he was. He
chooses to do neither.
Instead,
he moves so fast, I don't even have time to register what he's doing. His hands
come and grip my head. His mouth comes down on me brutally, pushing my lips
apart while he starts walking me backward into my apartment.
I'm
vaguely aware he kicks out with a booted foot to slam my door shut. He
continues walking me backward until I'm flush up against my living room wall.
The halt in my backward progress doesn't stop him. He merely reaches down with one hand, wraps it under my ass, and hauls me up so that my core is pressed up against his hardness. He does this without even breaking the kiss, thoroughly intent on exploring every inch of my mouth with his tongue.
The halt in my backward progress doesn't stop him. He merely reaches down with one hand, wraps it under my ass, and hauls me up so that my core is pressed up against his hardness. He does this without even breaking the kiss, thoroughly intent on exploring every inch of my mouth with his tongue.
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