SHARING YOU by Molly McAdams
On-sale 7/1/14 | ISBN: 9780062299406
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Twenty-three year old, Kamryn Cunningham has left all she’s ever known and moved to a small town where no one knows her name, who her parents are, or her social status in the horseracing world. Months after opening her own bakery and evading attempts of being set up by her new best friend, she meets Brody. But Kamryn fights the instant pull between them because there’s a detail she can’t dismiss. Brody’s married.
To say that twenty-six year old, Brody Saco has had a rough marriage would be an understatement. After marrying his pregnant girlfriend, he spends the next six years in a relationship filled with hatred, manipulation, and guilt involving a tragedy that happened five years earlier. When he keeps running into his sister-in-law’s best friend, Kamryn, he can’t ignore that she makes him feel more with just one look than his wife ever has; and soon he can’t continue fight his feelings for her.
When staying apart proves to be too difficult, Brody and Kamryn enter a relationship full of stolen moments and nights that end too soon while they wait for Brody to file for divorce. But the guilt that comes with their relationship may prove to be too much for Kamryn, and Brody might not be strong enough to face the tragedy from his past in order to leave his conniving wife.
The force of his kiss surprised me and a high-pitched
moan slipped from my chest. Brody laughed softly as one of his hands left my
hip and went to my back and under my shirt, his hand leaving a trail of fire on
my skin.
Turning us so the backs of his legs were hitting the
couch, I pushed back and followed him down, planting myself on his lap and
stifling another moan when our new position had his erection pressing against
me. Brody brought our mouths back together and when I rocked against his hard
length, he took my bottom lip between his teeth and tugged gently. When he
released me, I sat up straighter so my chest was directly in front of his face
and went back to rolling my hips against him.
With a growl, he leaned forward and pulled the stretchy
material of my tank top down to free my breasts and sucked one nipple into his
mouth. I whimpered when he bit down before resuming his torturous licking; when
my eyes were finally able to flutter open again, I looked down to see him
looking up from under his dark eyelashes and goose bumps covered my body at the
sight. It was strangely erotic and I couldn’t stop watching him tease my nipple
now that I’d started. The hand that wasn’t caressing my breast was gripping my
hip and I reached down to slide his fingers under the thin material of my
shorts.
He released my breast with a soft pop and brought my
face to his, staring intently in my eyes. “You sure you’re okay with this?”
I sat up on my knees, giving him better access, and
leaned in to whisper, “I was stupid to think we could take it slow.” I pressed
my lips softly to his once, but didn’t move away. “Don’t leave tonight, Brody,
please. Stay with me.”
His response was to kiss me deeply while his fingers
moved to stroke along my soft folds. “Christ, Kamryn,” he groaned, and slid one
long finger deep inside me as his thumb rubbed against my clit, and I couldn’t
stop the whimper that bubbled from my lips from having him touch me like this.
I ground my hips against his hand as he continued to
move his fingers in a way I’d never experienced with Charles, not that Charles
and I hadn’t done numerous sexual activities, but he was always pushing for the
ones that benefited him, and sex with him didn’t last long; so more often than
not, I ended up frustrated or excusing myself to the bathroom to finish myself.
The muscles low in my stomach tightened, and my entire body was warming, I was
close to begging him not to stop when he slipped a second finger inside and my
body exploded. Hard. My head fell back as a breathy cry left me and I rode out
wave after wave of the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.
His fingers didn’t still, but softened and slowed as he
pressed his lips against my throat. “You’re so beautiful.”
Bringing my head back down, I rested my forehead against
his as I fumbled with the zipper and button on his uniform pants, my hands were
shaking so much from the after effects of my orgasm it took two tries just to
pull the zipper down; but the moment I finally succeeded, Brody’s hand left my
shorts and his large fingers curled around my wrists.
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