sample sunday ii. love unsolicited.

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I’m back with another Sample Sunday from, Love Unsolicited, which is definitely coming some time this month 😉

If you haven’t read the first sample sunday, you can find it here!

And if you have, enjoy #2. ❤

(note: sample is unedited and subject to change because stuff happens lol)


“Actually, if you guys will excuse me, I need to take a trip to the 72729768_1333558220150167_3074652420169531392_nladies’ room.” 

Breaking her attitude with Ian, Maya kindly offered, “You want me to come with?”

“No, no. I’m fine. You stay here and chat,” I insisted, avoiding Key’s eyes on my escape to the bathroom where I exhaled for the first time since he showed up. And as I stared at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t believe how flushed my skin was, so flustered by his presence like I hadn’t been in front of plenty of fine ass men before.

Key was different, though, our intimate acquaintance giving me chills as I thought about just how well he knew my body without knowing me at all. 

Now he had a connection.

Now we had a connection.

And honestly, I wasn’t sure what to do about it, wanting to view it as a sign to get mine but also knowing better than to double back with someone who only knew me for my worst behavior; someone who encouraged my worst behavior.

I couldn’t go back to that life.

Not for him, or for anyone, releasing a heavy sigh as I ran some cold water on my hands to calm my nerves since I knew I couldn’t hide out in the bathroom forever. And as I moved to dry them, I heard someone else enter, giving me another reason to finish up until I turned around and saw the temptation I was struggling to fight locking the door behind him. 

His energy was so potent that I had no choice but to look away like him showing up in the women’s bathroom was completely normal. But there was no ignoring the way my skin prickled with every step he took in my direction, his voice dangerously low when he shared, “I’ve thought about it,” slowing his approach to explain, “What I would do if we ever crossed paths again.”  

Because it felt like the safest place, my gaze remained on my feet. But Key didn’t let it stay there, lifting my chin in a way that forced me to look at him when he confessed, “I haven’t been able to get your pussy outta my head, Elle. Seeing Maya back at the office, I was only reminded of you; how good you tasted, how good you felt…”   

I hated the way his words turned me to putty, literally melting in his hand as I weakly reminded him, “We weren’t supposed to see each other again.” 

“Yet, here we are. Doing just that,” he stated obviously, using his grip on my chin to turn my head so that he could access my neck where he immediately went to work with nips and kisses that had me forgetting where we were.

Not that he gave a fuck.

It was obvious in the way his opposite hand grazed the hem of my dress, getting ready to push it up my thighs until I breathily asked, “What do you think you’re doing, Key?” 

My question didn’t stop his pursuit, my dress already at my hips by the time he replied, “I’m pretty sure you know the answer to that, Elle. Or should I say… Joella?”   

Without giving me a chance to respond, he lifted me onto the bathroom counter, the cold marble against my ass making me tremble as he remained between my legs and started dragging his kisses across my throat. And with my head tossed back against the mirror, I realized I’d lost all control, already panting when I asked, “Key, are you crazy?” 

“You’ve known that since the balcony, Elle,” he groaned, taking a small step back to pose a question that made me disgustingly wet. “Now do you want this dick or not?”


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