Copyright © 2011 Lexxie Couper
All rights reserved — a Samhain Publishing, Ltd. publication
Her heart leapt away from her, the soft pressure of his fingers at her waist making her head swim. Or was it the fact she was holding her breath? Holding her breath with the goddamn ten of hearts stuck to her lips?
Do something, woman!
She didn’t have to. Alec did it for her. With a gentle push and pull on her hips, he turned her around to face him, his blue, blue eyes holding hers, his dimples flashing as the sides of his mouth curled. “So, who’s going to win this one, Frankie?”
The question was asked on a low chuckle, each word making her sex constrict.
She stared at him. Watched him lower his head to hers. Watched him draw closer. Closer. Her lungs burned. Her head swam. The room fell silent.
And her breath ran out just like that, the card slipping from her lips at the loss of suction a mere second before Alec’s mouth pressed to hers.
Explosive heat shot through Frankie, like she’d suddenly and inexplicably grabbed a live wire on an electrical fence. Except it wasn’t electricity charging through her, singeing her nerve-endings and making her nipples pinch hard but arousal. Instant and undeniable. A wicked ribbon of warm tension unfurled through her belly and into the junction of her thighs, and before she could stop it, a low groan vibrated deep in her throat.
His lips were warm, soft. They melded to hers with perfection, slightly parted, his intake of breath drawing her exhalation into his mouth.
He’d expected to feel the playing card pressed to his lips now, of that she had little doubt, but instead of pulling away as she thought he would, his lips lingered on hers. Slanting over them as his fingers on her hips curled a little more firmly against her body, tugging her closer to his body with an insistence that made her head swim just as much as her earlier oxygen deprivation.
She stiffened, for the first time in her wild, uncontrolled life she was utterly and completely bamboozled as to what she should do next. Her feet stumbled over each other, her lurching forward momentum halted by Alec’s hard form.
And he was hard. Very hard. All of him. Hard and big and impressive.
His stomach pressed against hers like a sculpted plane of marble. His chest was hard and smooth under her palms.
Her palms? Frankie’s already rapid heartbeat kicked up a notch, thumping against her breastbone like a bloody sledgehammer. When had she put her hands to his chest?
Who cares? The brazen thought whispered through her head at the very moment Alec’s lips parted against hers and his tongue dipped into her mouth.
He tasted of sinful paradise. Pineapple and coconut and rum. It was intoxicating. She wanted more.
Snaking her hands up over his shoulders, she tangled her fingers in his messy crop of blond hair, opening her mouth wider to his kiss and stroking her tongue against his. She rose onto tip-toe, the elevation aligning her hips to his, the hard heat of him nudging at her groin.
Oh. The single word was nothing but a soft sigh in her mind—a mind furiously trying to remind her just who in the bloody hell she was kissing. Alec Harris. Alley Cat, Francesca, you’re kissing Alley Cat.
And he was kissing her back. And doing a superb job of it.
Copyright © 2012 Rhian Cahill
All rights reserved — a Samhain Publishing, Ltd. publication
Dayne wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms and tell her it would all be okay. But he couldn’t make that promise when he had no idea if things would be fine. If there was any hope of that happening he had to come clean. Needed to tell her the truth of what he wanted—what they wanted. And when he did she just might dare to take a chance.
Dayne stood, dislodging Miki’s hand as he did. He took a step away and drew in a deep breath. This was it, do or die. Truth and dare.
“Miki, I’m on a short fuse where you’re concerned. I’ve always wanted you. I’ve never hidden that fact, but now the want is more potent, more adult, and if you touch me again I’m afraid I’ll snap and not be able to hold anything back.” Her eyes widened as he spoke and her hands shook as she twisted them together in her lap, but she didn’t run. “It’s time for our own game of Truth or Dare, Miki.”
She darted her gaze between him and Grant. He was relieved to see his friend just as tense. Dayne was rushing things, he knew that, but he couldn’t stop himself. Couldn’t deny the primal urge to claim her as his—theirs—even though moving this fast could cost them everything.
“Yes. We’re going to tell you the truth and then I’m going to dare you to do something with it.”
“I’m not sure I understand.”
“Just listen to him, Mikaila.”
She turned to Grant, but before she could speak he cut her off.
Dayne had never heard that tone in his friend’s voice before. The word was a desperate plea for her to give them what they asked for and he could only hope she did.
Her answer was no more than a shaky whisper, but in the quite night it sounded like a gunshot going off. Dayne’s shoulders sagged with relief, but he knew this was only the first battle in what was rapidly turning into a fight for his life. Because he suddenly knew without a doubt that Miki was the woman for him and he couldn’t see any future without her and Grant in it.
“I, we, want you. In every way possible and more.”
He watched her chest rise as she sucked in a breath. Her gaze drifted away from his and he wanted to reach down and lift her face up until her eyes met his again, but he wouldn’t.
“You need to understand this isn’t about just one of us, Miki. We both want the same thing. You. Together.” Grant shifted in his chair so he could look at her.
Dayne crouched down beside her and took her hand. The move was guaranteed to set his nerves on edge but he couldn’t resist that small contact. “We need you to understand this isn’t only about sex either. Sure we want that and plenty of it, but we want more. How that’s going to work I don’t know, but I can’t imagine being with you without Grant being with you too.”
“So you two would…” she gestured with her free hand, “…you know.”
He shook his head.
“It’s just you. Without you this need to share doesn’t exist.”
Grant’s words explained it perfectly, because without Miki the urge to share didn’t exist. Dayne stood, pulling her up with him. He let go of her hand and took a step back.
“The truth is we want you for more than one night, but if one night is all you’re willing to give us then we’ll take it.”
“I don’t know if I can.”
“I dare you to take a chance, Mikaila. One night of guaranteed pleasure with no strings attached. If you want to walk away when it’s over we won’t stop you.” Dayne knew they were rushing things, knew they were pushing, but he couldn’t slow down now. Miki made him do and say things no one else did. Made him lose control.
“We won’t like it, but we’ll respect that it’s your choice to make just as doing anything is.” Grant stepped over to stand beside him. “What happens now is up to you.”
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Series: Party Games
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Length: 256 pages
Published: December 3, 2013
Artist: Kendra Egert
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Are you ready to play?
Truth or Dare by Rhian Cahill
After the hell her marriage put her through, Miki isn’t ready to put her heart out there again. Then, at the most insane house party she’s ever attended, she runs into two blasts from her high school past, who pull her out of the corner—and out of her comfort zone.
Grant and Dayne never forgot Miki. And now that they have her, they’re not letting her forget them. Their plan is to take it slow, but it quickly escalates into a night of pure fantasy. And in the morning, Miki wonders if just one night of sweet torment is enough.
Suck and Blow by Lexxie Couper
When Alec spots Frankie at an exclusive Sydney house party, everything comes rushing back. Especially the high school memory of trying and failing to impress his dream girl.
Only one person ever beat Frankie at anything. Alec, a kid whose parents were as working class and loving as hers were rich and distant. Now she and her former nemesis are partnered in a wild game, and the delicious friction ignites a scorching sexual tension. But there’s more than a playing card trapped between them…
Product Warnings: Playing at this party will make you want to stay out all night…with a sinfully sexy Australian hero of your own.