Welcome back to Friday Favorites where each week I’ll ask you to post an excerpt about a favorite. Last week I was on vacation with spotty internet, so I wan’t able to post. This week I’m back and, because Only Scandal Will Do has been released, I wanted a favorite that sizzled. So I’m going to show you my favorite kiss from Scandal. It’s not the hottest kiss in the book, but it’s still my fave.
Kisses come in all varieties–a chaste kiss that’s loving not passionate, a sweet kiss that evokes a longing in every reader, a sexy kiss that begs the participants for more, the hot kiss that makes you turn on the fan and shout for ice water. Whether we’ve experienced these kisses in the flesh, or vicariously through our reading, kisses are a fantastic experience.
I’m sure we all have our favorite kiss in our own or others’ work. In all my works–and I have a lot of kissing in my books–my favorite kiss occurs in Only Scandal Will Do. And I remember when I wrote it because it came out of nowhere. My hero, Duncan, is out in the garden at night, trying to talk to Katarina about their situation. She’s wary of him, has just refused to marry him, saying, “I can swear to you that I would not marry you if I were in Hell and you were my only hope of Heaven.”
I had stopped writing, was thinking of how to get her back into the house. Put my fingers back on the keyboard and this is what came out (the speaker of the first line is Duncan):
“Is there nothing that would entice you to leave your Hell for my Heaven?”
She struggled to answer, opened her lips to deny it, only to find her mouth completely sealed by his.
The feeling of his mouth on hers transfixed her. She could hear her heart racing, thudding painfully in her chest. Not with terror, but with something she feared even more: pleasure.
He was gentle, for all the swiftness of his attack. Just like before. Softly he pressed her lips, leisurely outlining her mouth with his tongue. The sensation sent shivers all over her, even as a flush of heat rose in her core. Her body molded to his, his hard muscles rippling against her as he shifted his weight and gathered her more tightly. He clasped her head in a grip that supported rather than restrained. Cradled described that feeling best. Yes, cradled in his arms.
That overwhelming sense of safety washed over her again, and she relaxed into the comfort of his embrace. Her body remembered the exquisite sensations of before and delighted in them. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pressed closer, opening her mouth, urging him to enter. He obliged wholeheartedly, sweeping in to claim his playground. Kat whimpered as a sweet urgency filled her. She wanted to remain this way forever.
Duncan obviously took over, because neither Kat nor I saw that coming! But I love how we both yielded to the inevitable. You’ve got to love a man who knows what he wants–and goes for it. LOL
So share your favorite kiss today. Chaste, sweet, hot, sizzling–what’s your pleasure?
By The Way–Only Scandal Will Do is now available at Amazon. :)