Mid Week Tease: “How about we chance it together?” #MWTease

Happy Mid Week Tease!

This week marks the 2 year “bookiversary” for Marooned with the Millionaire. It’s hard to believe it’s been that long! Here’s a tease from chapter one when Stephanie first meets Jason. 


An angry crack of thunder boomed, and a flash of lightning lit the entire lobby. The chandeliers all flickered in unison as the elevator doors opened. Swearing under her breath, she looked down at her three-inch heels and considered walking up the six flights of stairs to her room.

“Hey, is it okay to take the elevator in this storm?” Stephanie called to the front desk clerk who nodded and gave her a small wave. A night stuck in the elevator was not in her plan. She debated

for a moment about walking up barefoot when she heard a low voice to her right.

“How about we chance it together?”

She spun around to see the source of those words that washed over her like a slow-moving current. Stephanie’s breath caught when she turned toward the source of the silky voice. A man stood before her with his eyebrows raised as if he were waiting for an answer. He appeared out of nowhere; surely she would have noticed him in the lobby. Dark stubble covered his chiseled cheekbones below dangerous blue eyes. Stephanie’s heart raced, while she imagined her fingers combing through his dark wavy hair. Stop it! She shook her head slightly, hoping the action would rid her mind of thoughts that were relighting embers in her belly. An angel and a devil sat on her shoulders: one said kick off those heels and walk up all of those damn flights of stairs, but the other told her to take him up on the offer. The devil was winning. Hell, the front desk attendant didn’t foresee an issue with the elevator, so why should she? 


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Mid Week Tease: Secret Plans and Puppy Dog Eyes on @MWTease

Happy Mid Week Tease!

Today’s tease is a continuation of last week’s snippet. from something I worked on a while ago. It’s simply titled “Photographer” for lack of a fitting story name. Caterina, Cat for short, is an industrial interior designer for a famous developer (think Donald Trump), she’s smart and ruthless but has a few secrets of her own. Cast of characters: Scotty, Cat’s assistant. Sly, Cat’s boss (The Donald). Luke Johnson, Cat’s very rich client.

Shortly after Luke left my office I received a meeting request from his assistant for the following Wednesday at a trendy uptown restaurant close to the site of the still unnamed project. Assuming I worked through the weekend, it gave me three days to put a proposal together solo. Not an easy task. If midnight oil was really a thing, I’d burned though a barrel of it, but the result was spectacular. 

I loaded the plans, samples and design boards into my portfolio case as Sly appeared at my door.

He nodded once at my case. “Are those the secret plans?”

“They are,” I said zipping the case.

“You’re not going to even show me?”

“I’ll bring you into the loop after I get the blessing from Johnson tonight. He was pretty vague with his description and I want to ensure I’m on target before presenting them to you.”

“I trust you and I’m sure he’ll approve of your design. Full report in the morning. Deal?”

“You got it, Sly.”

“The car’s downstairs for you, Cat.” Scotty called from his desk outside my office. Normally he’d help me with my coat but he hadn’t been his happy self the past few weeks due to the secrecy around the project. His bad mood was getting on my nerves. I stopped at his desk and flashed a smile at his puppy dog eyes. “Thanks, Scotty. Why don’t you take the rest of the day off. I’ll let you know what happens tomorrow, okay?”


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Mid Week Tease: Secret Projects and a #TartanAffair

Happy Mid Week Tease!

In a few short hours I will be in midtown New York to see the World Premiere screening of Outlander! Join me on Twitter if you’d like to follow me on my journey (@sandrabunino) and #TartanAffair. New York is already crawling with men in kilts so it should be a ton of fun!

Today’s tease is from something I worked on a while ago. I’d forgotten how much I loved the story until I reread it today. I need to get back to what is now simply titled “Photographer” for lack of a fitting story name. Caterina, Cat for short, is an industrial interior designer for a famous developer (think Donald Trump), she’s smart and ruthless but has a few secrets of her own.

The Johnson project became my secret endeavor. It was the only way I could use my knowledge of kink to its fullest without giving away my personal life. During initial planning, I explained Luke’s request for secrecy to my staff. I told them they’d be brought in on a need to know basis. It was plausible. Once other city developers found out what he was planning, there were sure to be copycats. There always were. However, few if any would have the resources to replicate what Luke explained and what I envisioned. Few developers had pockets as deep as Johnson and his seemingly never ending band of merry investors. 

Now I had to convince Luke to keep it under wraps. It wouldn’t be easy considering his love of media attention, but I was a good convincer, especially when I could spin it into dollar signs.

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Mid Week Tease: “Who’s done this before?” #InTheBlind by @SJMaylee #MWTease

Happy Mid Week Tease!

I’m having fun sharing “surprise” teases so here’s another! This week’s surprise tease is from S.J. Maylee’s IN THE BLIND. I love sharing S.J.’s work because it reminds me how I met this wonder author through another snippet sharing meme, the now defunct Six Sentence Sunday. I’m thrilled S.J. and I share the same publisher and happy we remained friends in writing over the years.

Please enjoy the opening of IN THE BLIND…

The room was quiet except for the sounds of a dozen women taking off their clothes. Jane slid the final button on her blouse through the hole and enjoyed the slip of the silky fabric as she pulled it from her shoulders. Her last worry from work and botched relationships slid away with the fabric to the bright white floor. She gathered her things and hung them in the cold gray locker and took the short black robe hanging inside.

Tonight, she’d let go like Adam never allowed her to. Just because he never wanted to touch her didn’t mean she didn’t want to be touched. Over the last few months, she’d worked at getting past his digs that had torn away her self-respect. She pushed her brown hair behind her shoulders. She was done thinking her needs were dirty, done thinking she was dirty. With a shake to each limb, she forced the cruelty to release its final hold.

When Anne had given her the brochure on Sunday, she’d thought the idea was crazy. Who had sex with someone they hadn’t met? By the time she finished reading the club’s safe, sane, and consensual policies, she warmed to the idea. A couple of days later, she’d let the possibility settle in. She needed a new experience to put more distance between her and Adam’s nastiness.

Jane turned around and slowly lifted her head. All the women stared at each other. Finally someone asked, “Who’s done this before?” 

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Getting Naughty with Renea Mason and Curing Doctor Vincent

I’m thrilled to have Renea Mason join me today as she shares her sexy inspiration for her new release, Curing Doctor Vincent. So let’s start the weekend early with a bit of naughty. Take it away, Renea!

Naughty, Naughty, Naughty

I asked the best group of ladies and gentlemen ever, the Mad Masons, what I would should blog, since Sandra was gracious enough to host me. In typical naughty style, they wanted to know where my inspiration comes from.  Specifically, the naughty scenes…  And that is an excellent question.

I had to do some thinking on this one because the truth is, I have no idea.  I write a story knowing where I want to begin and where I want to end.  I then write it, visualizing each scene individually in my mind over several days, until I feel it’s perfected.  So yes, if I’m standing in line at the grocery store staring off into space, I’m probably wondering how best to craft that naughty scene.  Or I could simply be thinking about what I need to make for dinner.  Inquiring minds will always want to know.

My husband thinks he’s the inspiration for everything.  I love him.  He does dishes and is a fabulous dad, so we’ll let him keep thinking that.  I’m sure his influence is there somewhere, but he is pretty much the polar opposite of Cyril.  So that blows that theory.

I’ve had people ask if what I write are my fantasies.  In most cases, no.  I write what the character would do, not necessarily my preference.  In my stories there is a psychology behind the way my characters make love.  A lot is revealed about someone by they have sex–experiences have a great influence on who we are between the sheets.  So my character’s reactions and sex lives are their own and are a device to let reader know them on a different level.

So where do the characters come from?  Your guess is as good as mine.  Undiagnosed Psychosis? Who knows…

If you were hoping to hear that I spent hours passing the time researching Internet porn, I am very sorry to disappoint.  But I will admit there have been a few times for logistical research purposes, it came in handy.

So, if you read Curing Doctor Vincent and were wondering if the Rainmaker is something real or not.  It’s not.  It was a nice fall commute home from work when Dr. Vincent and I agreed that it would make for deliciously dramatic scene, so it have to be created. The bathroom scene in Symphony of Light and Winter popped into my head one morning at breakfast, and I thought about it for days, until I decided that I needed to write it down.  That’s how I became a writer.

So, my best explanation… it’s the crazy leaking out, because I’m pretty level-headed and logical otherwise.  But you have to admit my crazy is pretty sexy.  :)

Thanks to the Mad Masons for their inspiration!

CoverBlurb: One kinky doctor + one indecent proposal = one life-changing week in Paris

Elaine Watkins, Public Relations Advisor, is surprised when she receives a summons from the very attractive and enigmatic Dr. Xavier Vincent. She worships the talented physician and company icon responsible for developing the cure that saved her sister’s life and isn’t immune to his charm. Even though puzzled by his request, she is excited and eager to get started on his latest project.

But Dr. Vincent has other ideas. Instead of discussing cures, drugs and marketing strategies, he asks Elaine to join him in Paris to indulge his unique sexual appetites.

Torn between gratitude for saving her sister, her attraction for the powerful man and compromising her pre-conceived notions of sexuality, she must decide if it’s easier to feed his desires or walk away. Until she devises a plan of her own.

“Make no mistake, Elaine, I am a king. Kings command and conquer. They are brutal and uncompromising. You don’t want a king. Face it, you came here expecting a saint.” – Dr. Xavier Vincent

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1452008_404512633013476_710288900_nAbout The Author:

Disclaimer – My books are for readers 18 years or older.

Renea Mason writes paranormal and contemporary erotic romances.

When she isn’t putting pen to paper crafting sensual stories filled with supernatural and larger-than-life lovers, she spends time with her beyond-supportive husband, two wonderful sons and three loving but needy cats.


Awards and Recognition

Her debut novel, Symphony of Light and Winter, finished second for Best New Paranormal Series of 2013 in Paranormal Cravings’ Battle of the Books and received a third place award for Best New Paranormal Romance of 2013 in The Paranormal Romance Guild’s Reviewers Choice Awards.

It is also a finalist in several Romance Writers of America Chapter Competitions.

Second Place for Erotica/Romantica for Write Touch Contest sponsored by the Wisconsin Romance Writers – Romance Writers of America Chapter.

Finalist in the Paranormal category for the Passionate Plume Contest sponsored by the special interest chapter of the Romance Writers of America – Passionate Ink.

Finalist for Best First Book in the National Excellence in Romance Fiction Award sponsored by the First Coast Romance Writers – Romance Writers of America Chapter

Finalist in the Heart of Denver Romance Writers of America Chapter’s Heart Aspen Gold Contest for Paranormal Romances.

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MID WEEK TEASE: When a Kiss isn’t just a Kiss #BossOverboard

Happy Mid Week Tease! Here’s another surprise tease for you. This week’s tease is from BOSS OVERBOARD by Claire Gillian. In this scene Lydia makes good on a lost bet…

“You cheater. That counts as half a kiss since you only got the one cheek. Balance me out,” he said, tapping his other cheek. She bobbed her head in mock annoyance and rose to repeat the chaste kiss, but at the last minute he turned and met her lips with his for a quick smooch. She tried to back away when it was over, but one of Paul’s arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer. His other arm curved around her shoulders with his palm cradling her skull. He whispered, “Not yet. Think of England.”

“Oh, very well.” She closed her eyes and puckered, giving him as little surface area as possible. When the kiss she expected didn’t come, she relaxed her mouth and cracked open an eye in time to see his face swoop in close before his lips took hers.

The kiss that was only supposed to be a second quick peck on the lips rapidly turned into much, much more. Lydia drew heat from Paul as she pressed against him, whether from her own will or from whatever force Paul exerted. Either way, she plastered herself against his chest as his lips parted hers. Neither of them ended it, however, and when the kiss ventured farther out of quick peck and into more intimate territory, his tongue slipped inside her mouth. It met with hers, sliding and caressing and encircling, a gentle dance of desire. His breath steamed in through his nose each time he shifted his head to take her mouth in a slightly different angle, to let her and anyone else watching know that he had mastered her. She was like a kitten dangling from its mother’s mouth, totally relaxed and pliant to his will. His will had also begun making demands below the water level, too. The steely length him pressed against her belly and every time he increased then released the pressure against her back, it was as if he were stroking himself against her.

She should have shoved him away, should have been appalled at how wanton he was making her behave in a public place. Everyone had to be staring at them. And with that sobering thought, she pulled away, and pressed the back of her hand against her mouth, eyes seeking sanctuary from his.

“Wow!” he said on a soft breath.

Lydia took quick peek around them. No one else seemed to even notice that the world had stopped spinning for a few seconds, until she lifted her eyes to meet Paul’s. His mouth was slack, his eyes hooded, his chest rose and fell as rapidly as hers.

“Lydia …”

She spun away, pushed herself up and out of the pool, and strode to her lounge chair, not sure who she was more upset with— Paul or herself. 

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Mid Week Tease: “Which was he? Boss, friend, forbidden?” #WickedFlower

Happy Mid Week Tease! I’m throwing a little surprise tease into the mix this week for sweet and talented Carlene Love Flores because Wicked Flower is on sale for just $0.99 at Evernight this week. I read Wicked Flower shortly after its release and loved it. I know you will too!


Stefan Calderon could do her a favor and let this day end. Like it should have a few hours ago. Why couldn’t he have let her do her nightly puking and then gone to hide up in her bedroom? Why did he have to look at her the way he did? And the way he teased her, it was like he was the sour green apples and the damn delicious pie they turned into all within a moment’s notice.

He was being cruel and adorable which she had learned the past twelve hours had to be the man’s nature. It was hard to believe he was Gina’s son. The finger writing reminded her how wet it was outside. Each time he stroked his finger to make a new letter on the glass, she had nowhere to go but crawling back to images of them in the bathroom stall and his magic hands. His warm, strong chest. The soft black curls topping his wicked angel’s head. No, he was no angel.

She wasn’t opening the door.

He should go home.

Back to his mom who rarely got excited but had smiled more than usual this past week. Then he leaned in and all she could see were his puckered lips, pressed against the glass.

Soft yet hard, cinnamon. Wet. Hungry lips. Alive and male, not just a photo in a magazine.

What did he want? To pick up where they’d left off?

He’d proven enough and made her feel incredibly sexy in those split seconds of their kiss and play, she’d decided that much. With recent events, that would have to be enough. Now she was left with the daunting reminder that he paid her paycheck. She couldn’t get that out of her head no matter how hard she tried. She glanced down at the rock star on the page and then back up at the man standing out in the rain.

Which was he? Boss, friend, forbidden? Those waters were so murky, her head spun.

But this kiss print he’d left on her window meant something. She wasn’t sure what or why. Lucky for him, Dani’s heart wasn’t in the business of hurting others, no matter how battered and bruised it was right now. In other words, she was a sucker for this man. 

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Exclusive Excerpt from UNIFORM FETISH ANTHO

 Evernight Publishing’s UNIFORM FETISH Anthologies are here!

Does the sight of a cop’s badge—or his handcuffs—make your pulse race? Do you drive by your local firehouse just to catch a glimpse of your favorite fireman? Ever peek in the cockpit just to check out the captain?

If you agree the only thing sexier than a man in uniform is a man out of uniform, you’ve come to the right place. We’ve handpicked an assortment of sizzling hot, uniformed heroes to satisfy your uniform fetish.

In my story, To Serve and Protect, NYPD Officer Derrick “Mad Dog” Maddox’s past crashes head-on with the present in the form of Jaz McGregor. Only this time he’s on the right side of the law. The question is, is she?

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He moved in closer and leaned over her shoulder, speaking softly in her ear. “Jaz McGregor?”

Her back stiffened, and she stuffed the camera into her coat pocket as she twirled around. Her face, white as the snow that had fallen over the city sidewalks the night before, contrasted with her red curls. Her gaze washed over his as the fear in her eyes melted into recognition. “Derrick?”

He nodded and smiled. “How ya doin’, Jaz?”

She pressed her palm to her chest. “You scared the crap outta me. No one calls me that anymore. Not since … well, not for a long time. It’s good to see you,” she said and lifted both hands to his shoulders. He returned her embrace, careful to keep the side his holster rested on away from contact. A whiff of coconut from her hair invaded his nostrils, sending sizzling memories of her curls tickling his chest and stomach during hot summer nights in the park. “What are you doing here?” Jaz asked.

He concocted a quick story. His rule was to be as vague as possible when making something up. “The store’s owners are clients of mine. What about you? Shopping for something special?”

She chuckled. “Like I’d ever be able to afford anything here. I’m working on an article on Weatherby’s Grand Opening.”

“You’re a journalist?” he asked, relieved she had a plausible reason to be taking pictures.

“Not exactly. I’m helping out a friend I’m meeting here any minute.” Her gaze traveled to the entrance.

His relief flew out the door as a wall of muscle entered the shop and Turk’s voice rumbled in his earpiece. “Get outta there, Mad Dog.”

“And there he is. Come, I’d love you to meet him,” she said tugging on his sleeve.

Maddox turned his back to the door and his thumb and index finger captured her wrist. “Gotta go, but meet me for a drink later,” he whispered in her ear.

“I’d like that. But…”
“McAvery’s Bar on Broome in an hour. Come alone.”

“Jasmine?” A man’s voice sounded behind Maddox as he released Jaz from his grasp and stepped into the crowd of shoppers, heading to the back of the store.

“Is he watching me?” Maddox asked into his wire.

“Negative. He’s busy talking to your friend. Just get back here,” Turk grumbled.

Maddox winced as he pushed open the door. He was prepared for the verbal slashing from his partner.

“What the hell were you thinking? You were about two seconds away from Vino identifying you. You don’t think he remembers what the officer who arrested him looks like? He had all the time in the world to study your face while you testified against him a couple months ago.”

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Mid Week Tease: “Maybe you should stay.” #ExclusivelyLogans

Happy Wednesday, teasers! My good friend, Evie Knight, joins me today for a tease from her new release, Exclusively Logan’s! 

She tightened her hold on her phone before putting it in her bag. Mistress Dubois hadn’t been happy to hear she’d miss practice today, which meant Marissa would pay for it dearly tomorrow.

 “Good morning, Ms. Vallings,” the security guy behind the counter said as she walked in Logan’s building.

 “Hi. I just need to drop some paperwork for Logan.” She stopped at the counter and patted her bag, hoping he wouldn’t call her bluff.

 The security guard nodded and slid an elevator key card in her direction. “Just drop it off on your way out as usual.”

 “Thank you.” Marissa took the card and hurried to the elevator. 

 After sliding the card in, she stared at the number fourteen that lit up in the black square. Hundreds of thoughts crossed her mind in anticipation at how Logan would take her impromptu visit. The elevator doors chimed as they opened on Logan’s floor. With shaky legs and a knot in her stomach, Marissa walked down the long hallway to his door. His reaction to her unexpected visit was anyone’s best guess. He’d either send her on her way or let her in and laugh at her for listening to Colin and Ariel’s exaggerated claims on his well-being. Better yet, she hoped to have the strength not to throw her arms around him and tell him she’d been stupid and wanted to give them a try.

 Marissa armed herself with courage for whatever she’d find behind the black door, and rang the doorbell. A minute passed without response, so she pressed the button again, then twice more. Seconds that felt like minutes went by, and a cold sweat invaded her. She knocked as hard as she could, and then she finally heard movement inside before the door opened.

 Blood-shot eyes stared back at her. “What are you doing here?”

 “I was in the area and thought to stop by and say hello,” she said, hating how unconvincing she sounded.

 Logan seemed to study her before he said, “You’re such a bad liar. What are you doing here?”

 “Colin and Ariel called me.” If she didn’t tell him, he’d figure it out anyway.

 He puckered his lips in annoyance. “Of course they did.” He looked inside his place, then back at her. “Well, you’ve seen me. You can tell them I’m alive and to mind their own business.” Logan moved to close the door.

 “Let me in.” Marissa stepped forward, pushing her way in before he had a chance to shut the door on her. “You know why they asked me to come see you,” she said, dropping her bag, then turning to him.

 “Last I recall you quit on me, then, in not so many words, you turned me down.” His brows drew together, and he shoved a hand in his black jeans pocket. “What exactly is it you want now?”

 “I heard the news on Brittany’s case.”

 “Sounds like you know everything now.” Logan spun on his heel and headed for the chair in front of the french doors opening to the balcony. “My lawyer is digging up some more dirt on that bastard. If he finds what we need, that asshole will stay behind bars for the rest of his life.” He reached for a smoke resting on an ashtray on the side table. “What did Colin ask you to do?”

 Though she heard the question, it took her a moment to force herself to stop admiring the way his white T-shirt stretched along his muscled chest every time he moved. “It doesn’t matter what he asked. Can you please not smoke that stuff?”

 His daring gaze met hers as he took a puff of the joint between his fingers. “It’s only weed.”

 “If what Colin said is true, weed can lead you to other things.” Marissa approached him. 

 “Colin is wrong and so are you. I’ll never relapse.” Logan caught her wrist in midair, preventing her attempt to take his smoke from him. “It wasn’t his right to tell you my business, and since I don’t know what he said, I’ll tell you this much.” He pulled her to him. “I’ve had my scare with coke and I’m never going back, regardless of the hell I’m in.” Breaking their eye contact, he stubbed the joint on the ashtray, then focused on her again. 

 Shocked at his admission of having been a drug junkie before, she stood there realizing there were many things about Logan she never knew. Unsure of what to say next, she searched his hardened expression. By the look of his stubble, she bet he’d locked himself up here for no less than a week. Marissa raised her free hand and ran her fingers over his jaw. “Logan, maybe you should go out and get some fresh air.”

 “Maybe you should stay.” He bent his head forward, his lips an inch away from hers. “Or leave while you still have a chance.” 

 An intense heat passed between them, causing a tingling in the pit of her stomach. “I can’t leave you like this,” she whispered, stroking his cheek.

 “Then stay.” He touched the tip of his tongue between her lips. “But if you stay—” Logan brushed his mouth over hers, teasing her without fully kissing her. “—we will finish what we started in my office.”

His words electrified the air around her, and her heart hammered in her chest. Captured in his magnetic pull, Marissa rose to her toes and touched her lips to his. Logan locked an arm against her spine, closing the almost nonexistent distance between them, then cupped her neck with his other hand. 

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Mid Week Tease: Sneak Peek at @EvernightPub’s UNIFORM FETISH ANTHO

Happy Wednesday, teasers! Today’s tease is from my short story in the Uniform Fetish Anthology, available Friday! This is one of my favorite scenes…

The nagging alarm in his head signaling danger was buzzing too loudly for Maddox to dismiss. Jaz’s small hand snaked around his back, and she hooked her thumb around his pants’ belt loop as they walked toward her hotel. “Just like old times. Remember we talked about living around here? I was going to paint and you were going to play guitar in a band.”

Maddox snorted. “Drums. I wanted to be a drummer.”

“Right. That was it. And we were going to have one of those ultra cool lofts like those.” She stopped short and pointed at the iron loft building across the street with floor to ceiling windows. “And we’d smoke pot and make love all day and I’d go to your gigs at night. Remember?”

Maddox’s gaze followed the direction of her finger. It seemed like a lifetime ago when they’d stood on the same street planning their life together. “That was our plan,” he said, brushing his fingertips along the small of her back. “Let’s go. You have an article to submit. The hotel’s right around the corner.”

Jaz stood still, her gaze stayed fixed on the building across the street. “I don’t want this night to end. Don’t let me go. Please,” she said quietly.

Fuck. He pulled her into his chest. Stroking her hair, his fingers caught the ends of her curls, pulling down. He guided her face so her gaze met his. “I never wanted to let you go, Jaz.” His lips grazed hers, gently at first, until her whimper filled his mouth and fueled the fire burning low in his belly. His tongue swept over her lips coaxing entrance into her sweet mouth. Jaz’s sexy moan filled his mouth as she opened for him. Allowing him in. His hand slid through her open jacket and rested on her waist. A strip of exposed skin from between her sweater and skirt warmed his palm, and he rubbed the pad of his finger over her heated flesh. 

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