Love For Hire
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a novella by Mardi
Ballou
in the Ellora’s Cave anthology Down and Dirty
Now available!
Here’s an excerpt.
Enjoy!
The feel of Stephanie’s arms around him hit Nick with a jolt of
sexual adrenaline. His erection tented his jeans and he squirmed on the bike’s
hard leather seat. Great! He did not particularly look forward to the drive
down the shore with a hard-on, but he couldn’t seem to lose it while this
beautiful lady held him. He’d live up to his own words and take the day
as a reprieve, a time when he didn’t have to think about his legal situation.
Today would be a gift for both of them, something they could look back at
once the shit hit the fan.
The wind whipped them as they sped to the shore. The tang of salt air
soon surrounded them. "We’re here," he murmured, maneuvering his bike through
the maze of streets that would take them out to the boardwalk. Nick parked
his bike, the sole vehicle in a long stretch. His erection, feeling like a
permanent fixture whenever he was near Stephanie, cried out for relief.
* * * * *
Stephanie had gone into a dream state during the ride down to the shore.
Now the roar of the waves and the bite of the cool salty air stirred her
to wakefulness. Feeling more energetic than she had in months, Stephanie wanted
to embrace the whole scene and make her mark on the beach.
The moment Nick parked the bike, she grabbed his hand. "Race you to the
water." She pulled him just a short way, then dropped his hand and ran out
ahead. For just a moment, she ran alone, experiencing the joy of the wind
and the ocean spray caressing her face. And then Nick caught her in his
arms and lifted her high in the air.
* * * * *
He couldn’t wait, not a moment longer. Now that he had her in his arms,
he thought he’d explode if he didn’t have her—here, now, totally his.
With her hair whipping loose around them, Nick whispered hoarsely in her
ear. "I need you so."
©
2005 Mardi Ballou
