Wednesday, June 06, 2007

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An Excerpt from HOT PURSUIT
By Sabrina Luna
A Contemporary Erotic Romance
Available at Mardi Gras Publishing
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Seconds later, Steve’s patrol car whipped in behind the Mustang with its blue lights still flashing. Cassie drew a deep breath. She swung open the car door and stepped out of the Mustang to face the inevitable.

Steve leapt out of his patrol cruiser and stomped towards her. His jaw was squared, his eyes burning as he fumed, “Just what the hell do you think you’re doing, Cassie? You were flying like a bat out of hell!”

Oh shit! He’s really mad. She winced. Perhaps I went too far, she thought with a pang of regret. However, it was too late now. It was time to face the music.

“I was just trying to get air out of the fuel line,” she hastily explained, but her voice quivered under the weight of his stern glare.

“I should haul your ass to jail,” Steve snapped with an air of authority. He firmly placed his hands on his hips.

She swallowed hard. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize…” Her voice trailed off as her gaze flickered from the officer’s hot stare to the silver handcuffs dangling from his belt. “You wouldn’t, would you, Steve?”

“Don’t tempt me, Sunflower.” The low growl of his voice tugged at something primal deep inside her being. Slowly, she drew her eyes up to meet his gaze. Her eyes widened as her teeth sank into her bottom lip. The heaviness of his authority only added fuel to her inner fire, kindling a wicked flame between her thighs.

Cassie blushed. “I’m sorry, Steve. Really. I only thought—“

“Thought?” He retorted with a smirk. “What you did was very foolish! You could have lost control of that Mustang, as fast as you were going!”

The hair bristled on her neck as she felt a spark of defiance shoot through her. “What do you mean, lose control? I happen to be a damn fine driver, Steve Tanner, and you know it! Or have you forgotten what it’s like to have a little fun?”

She saw him take a deep breath as he took a step back from her. He seemed stunned by her outburst. Cassie, however, couldn’t read his mood. She only felt the burning of her own anger mixed with adrenaline that still pumped through her veins.

“Okay.” Steve exhaled with a nod. “Turn around with your hands on the hood where I can see them. Legs spread.” Steve touched his belt where the silver cuffs glimmered in the afternoon sunlight.

“You’re not serious,” she hissed in disbelief. Her voice, however, was a mere whisper.

“Do it now, Cassie,” he commanded.

Cassie slowly turned, her face flushing crimson as she laid her palms on the heated hood of the Mustang. This is crazy! He’s nuts! Her mind raced while her heart pounded wildly in her chest.

“Spread your legs wider.” His voice was even and firm. Any hint of emotion seemed to be now well contained, once again replaced by a cool, confident demeanor. She let out a heavy sigh. “Oh, all right. I’ll cooperate.” She felt Steve step behind her. Cassie gradually attempted to look over her shoulder.

“Keep your eyes forward,” Steve firmly reprimanded her. She quickly snapped her eyes back ahead. She licked her lips nervously. Dad and Sam are sure gonna be pissed about this, she thought. Her stomach churned with tension. What was her mother going to say? She knew she’d never hear the end of it.

She felt the warmth of his big hands as he began at her ankles. With slow, fluid movements he moved up her calves. A twinge of arousal panged in her sex as his hands brushed her thighs. Cassie gasped. This was not a standard frisk!

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Sabrina )O(

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Spicy Romance with a Touch of Magick


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