#SampleSunday from hot off the press, Open World – C.O.V.E.N. Casey Moss

Read an Excerpt  for Sample Sunday~
Big T reminded her so much of Tavis. If I’m going to be trapped in this world, I may as well make the most of it. She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “You’re so good for my self-confidence and outlook on life. I’m happy you’re here.”
“Ah.” He patted her hand, which lay upon his stomach. “You like me here because I’m good for your ego?”
“I like having you here because you’re a nice person and…I like you. I’ve come to see you in a different light. If you’re interested in taking our friendship to a new level…I’m all for it.”
He slipped around in her arms, lightly held her biceps and gazed down at her, his brow furrowed. “Are you serious?”
Faith nodded. The decision to say she wanted something more had been spontaneous, but with his confused look, she doubted she’d made a wise choice.
“Then, yeah, I’m up for it as well. I’ve been attracted to you, too.”
Relieved he felt the same, a heated wave of arousal surged through her. She searched his warm, brown eyes, wanting to learn more about the man behind them. As if reading her thoughts, his face came within an inch of hers, allowing a deeper look into the windows of his soul. A curiously interesting, underlying green tinge accented them. Lost in his gaze, a deep, primeval urge claimed her, a thirst to acquaint herself with him thoroughly. She yearned for his large strong hands on her, to touch her in places lovers touched.
Clouds, which had been blocking the miniscule amount of sun the alternate world received, floated onward and a beam of soft light filtered through the window and illuminated them. Faith shifted her body and with a slow, seductive gaze, she trailed downwards from his gaze and took in his full, burnt umber-painted lips.
Before she could take her next breath, his mouth descended on hers. His hands slid around to her back, clasped her shoulder blades and brought her chest to his. A brief moment of shock stiffened her body, then, as if she had always been intimate with him, she relaxed. His mouth sensuously moved upon hers and, when it parted, she followed suit.
His tongue searched her mouth. Primitive hunger swelled and took over. Faith matched his movements with a natural flare, which belied her innocence. She ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying its softness. Happiness, desire and the tug at her consciousness that what was happening wasn’t proper created turbulence in her belly.
She groped his ass, met his tongue with hers thrust for thrust. Faith couldn’t get enough of him and her searing need overrode everything else, making her throw her all into the kiss as if to devour him. Aware of his hardness brushing against her, she released one of his butt cheeks and brought her hand around. The taut fabric of his pants molded against his bulging cock. She cupped the protrusion. His sex pulsated against her palm, and she kneaded the mound.

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