The Crib

I’m writing! I’m actually getting quite a bit done..so for today, I’m just going to share more of THE CRIB with you.

Unedited Excerpt:

There was a drool worthy black, red and chrome Indian Spirit parked at the curb in front of the Pub. Since I didn�t recognize the bike, and there certainly couldn�t be many of those beauties around, I guessed it was Devon�s. But he wasn�t anywhere I could see.

With a glance up and down the street I took a couple steps and checked around the corner, in the alley.

The hairs on the back of my neck stood up when I saw a beat-up Ford idling halfway down the alley. Bent over at the waist, passing something inside to the driver was Devon. He straightened up, shook his head sharply and patted the roof of the car as he turned to walk back the street.

I knew the second he saw me. He steps didn�t falter, and his posture never changed, but I knew. And I knew it bothered him. The car pulled away quickly and I cursed the fact that I couldn�t read the plate from that distance.

Devon�s loose-limbed walk was almost predatory as he came toward me. My heart rate sped up and my nipples hardened at the same time I realized that Devon might just be the man I was looking for, the killer.

My mind raced and my body screamed at me not to think. Thinking was bad. Thinking meant no more mind-blowing orgasms from this man.

Shit!

Our eyes locked as he came toward me and a shiver danced down my spine. A good shiver. A yummy shiver of anticipation.

�You all done here?�

I nodded slowly, eyes still locked with his while I tried to get my body back under control, and process what I�d just seen.

�Ready to go?�

Giving myself a mental headshake I placed my palm flat in the middle of his chest, stepped close enough that my lips brushed against his when I answered, and cupped my other hand over his groin.
�The real question is . . . are you ready?�

His hand came up and cupped the back of my head, pulling me that last millimeter until his mouth came down on mine. His fingers clenched and with slow steady pressure he bent my head back, taking complete control of the kiss.

Firm lips, agile tongue, and sharp teeth ravaged my mouth chasing all thoughts from my mind. My fingers curled inward, gripping him, and I squirmed closer to the hard male body in front of me.

�Ack!�

The sharp cry slipped out when the hand pulled my head back sharply, ripping my mouth away from his, and bringing me back to earth with a slam.

�What do you think, Alexis?� His eyes bore into mine. �Am I ready?�

It was in that moment that I realized I wasn�t thinking straight. Hell I wasn�t thinking at all!