I went to refill my hand with water and accidentally tipped the bottle more than was needed, splashing myself with the contents. I yipped and jerked back as if I could escape my own hands, and Fen barked out a laugh.The sound was beyond incredible. A laugh from him felt like liquid sunshine raining down from the sky, warming every inch of me.Wanting to keep the playful mood going, I grinned at him. “You thought that was funny, did you?” I raised a brow and pursed my lips together before sloshing the water bottle in his direction and sending a spray of water across his chest.I was to a point where I was infinitely more comfortable around Fen, but we hadn’t known each other all that long. For a split second, time came to a stop, and I questioned if I had overstepped my bounds. That was until he tucked his chin with a devious grin and sprang in my direction.I dropped the bottle and bolted with a shriek.“It was an accident! A hand spasm!” I hollered behind me as I tore back down the path.“Cat, why do I not believe you?” Right on my tail, Fen grabbed for my hand. My momentum swung around to bring me flush against his chest, his hands binding mine snuggly at my back.With heavy breaths, our gazes locked, and the world around us melted away.His heated stare dropped down to my parted lips.Desire like I’ve never experienced snaked and coiled its way from my center to every tiny nerve ending until my body was alight with sensation. Adjusting to this foreign ache inside me, my back arched, pressing me further against his hard chest.Fen’s every muscle was rigid with restraint, but when I arched and wriggled, the last thread of his control snapped. His hands clutched me tighter, one finding its way into my curls. He angled my head to give him access to my neck. Only the weakest puffs of air managed to pass through my constricted lungs as his lips lowered to the delicate skin of my throat.“It has been … so long, Cat. So long since I have touched a woman.” His words ghosted across my skin. “I only have so much restraint within me.”I licked my now parched lips, straining to think through my lusty haze. “Is there a reason to restrain yourself?”He pulled back, his eyes tracking mine, almost pleadingly. “There is every reason, yet none seem sufficient.”I couldn’t help myself.I didn’t care why he seemed to be begging me to stop him. I needed his lips on mine like I needed my next breath. I wanted Fen to be the very air I breathed.Tossing aside his wordless plea, I lifted onto my toes and brought our lips together in a tentative kiss. Fenodree held perfectly still, chiseled in stone. I began to question if he’d respond to my advance until I made one last effort and trailed my tongue along his full bottom lip, desperate to taste him.The contact drew forth a savage groan from deep in his chest before his lips crashed down on mine.I’d never felt more desired in my entire life. Not just desired. Owned.As though my body was his to command in a way I’d never known was possible. Invisible strings bound us together, tightly woven and impossible to ignore. Even our hearts pounded with the same punishing rhythm.
Jill is a Texan, born and raised. She manages the hectic social calendars for her three active children and occasionally spends an evening with her dashing husband. Aside from being an author and a mom, she’s a travel junkie and loves to read when she is not lost in her own stories.With Jill’s books, you can count on confident heroines, plenty of steamy tension, and deliciously assertive leading men. There are no guarantees in life, but with her books, you know everything will work out in the end. However, a perfect ending would not be nearly as satisfying without a seemingly insurmountable challenge. Jill loves to add plenty of adversity in her stories, creating unforgettably dynamic characters and sneaky plot twists you will never see coming.