Title: Walk with Me (The Thin Blue Thread)
Author: Kaitlyn Stone
Genre: Contemporary New Adult
Publish Date: July 22nd, 2014
Publisher: BookStrand
Oraganized by Literati Author Services
~Synopsis~
After
escaping her abusive parents, nineteen-year-old Kenna Sloane is determined to
create an independent life, free of emotional distraction. The last thing this
focused college student wants is a relationship, especially with a hot rookie
cop popular with the badge bunnies. When Kenna reluctantly agrees to a double date
with Santa Monica cop Donovan Alexander, she’s launched on an exciting and
dangerous journey. With time, she discovers some souls are instinctively drawn
together to quiet the pain of their traumatic pasts. But even after the
revelation of Donovan’s own secret burden, Kenna continues to battle the fear
she may be too broken for her modern day knight in blue. Can Kenna open
her heart to the healing light of true love before peril strikes?
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~Excerpt~
“Now, that’s not fair. How can someone
look so unbelievably hot in just my T-shirt and boxer briefs?” He makes me
blush, which is not easy to do. He saunters over to me and wraps his arms
around my waist, letting his hands slowly wander down the back of the boxers.
Grazing my backside with both hands, Donovan gently grabs a handful. “These
look so damn sexy on you. Forget about Victoria’s Secret.”
“I may have to steal these to wear at
home,” I say. “I like the way the shirt smells of you.” I lift the collar,
taking a whiff.
“Really? They’re clean.”
“I know I can smell the laundry soap,
but I can also smell your scent on it.”
“Hmm. Something about that is sexy,
too. Okay, you can take the shirt home, but we’ll keep these boxers here for
you when you sleep over. Deal?” Donovan says, squeezing my bottom. “Now let’s
get this cute little ass of yours into my bed.”
I giggle and pause at the foot of
the bed.
“Wait. What side do you sleep on?” He
points to the right side, furthest from the door. “I sleep on that side.” Which
makes sense since the alarm clock is over there. So I walk over to the left
side and slide in under the covers. Donovan takes a quick trip to the bathroom
and when he comes out he turns the lights off, checks the locks on the door,
and comes over to his side of the bed, slipping under the covers.
“Can I kiss you good night?” he asks,
shifting on his side to face me.
“I would love that. Please do,” I purr
at him.
The room is almost pitch black except
for the faint blue glow of the clock radio, but I can make out Donovan is
leaning in for a kiss. When our lips connect a warm glow begins to spread from
my face to my neck and down my body. So slowly and gently we move our lips together.
The contact awakens all the sexual feelings suppressed throughout the night,
during our no-touching ride-along. Donovan lifts his hand to stroke the side of
my face and cradles my head, deepening the kiss. His tongue is cool and tastes
of toothpaste and Diet Coke. Our breaths begin to mingle and come at a more
rapid rate. With every exhale Donovan absorbs the earlier tension allowing me
to relax and succumb to him. We continue to kiss—lips, tongue, lips and tongue,
making love with our mouths.
Donovan’s hand leaves my face and,
starting at my waist, inches up to my right breast. Skimming the pad of his
thumb along my erect nipple, he sends a shockwave of passion right between my
thighs and I arc into his hand. His kissing becomes more urgent and our breaths
come in quick short bursts forcing us to break. Moving his lips along my
jawline to my neck and over to the sensitive spot below my ear, he continues
kissing, licking and sucking on my neck and fondling my right breast over the
T-shirt.
Moving his hand back down to my waist,
he slips his hand under the shirt, stroking my bare skin and making me shudder.
A small whimper seeps from my mouth, and like a beacon, the sound brings
Donovan’s lips back to mine. With each stroke he moves his hand higher up my
shirt. The anticipation of his hand touching my breast is almost agonizing, and
I begin sucking and biting at his lower lip and teasing his mouth with my
tongue. I want him to touch me so badly, but he’s taking his time.
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~About the Author~
Since childhood, Kaitlyn Stone has
gravitated toward fairy tales and happily- ever-after's, forever chasing the
first love dragon. She is a self-professed adventure junkie, constantly talking
her husband and family into some new life adventure, where they’ve learned to
just buckle up for the exciting ride. When they do stay home, it’s in sunny
Southern California located along the Pacific Ocean.
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