Friday, February 20, 2015

Smokin' Hot—Hot Encounter: Surviving the Trap

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This week we're tasked with sharing a hot encounter, whether it's the first time or one of many others between the characters. Awesome! As mentioned in last week's post, I'm in Ohio and the subzero temps make reading the hot and steamy even more of a treat. :D

For my feature, I'm posting a scene from a current release, Surviving the Trap, book one of the Top Dog Pilots series.

For a little background, here are the taglines:

Series: Two top pilots, Max Cutter and Maggie Harper, like to mix a little personal with their professional life.

Book: A week of hell pushes Maggie into risking her friendship with Max by sleeping with him.

Bring on the hot stuff…

Reaching to undo the hatch, he muttered. "You know we can't be here, Mags." Next thing he knew, Maggie had him backed up against the bulkhead, her lips sucking on his neck sending him into a state of shocked arousal. "What the hell?" He shook his head, wondering if he'd maybe fallen asleep somewhere back on the flight deck. "Mags?"
Had to be a dream.
Her nose tickled his throat. He worried the mixture of sweat and traces of grease and fuel from the planes would wake her up, but Maggie only mumbled against his skin, "Cutter, please shut up." Dragging her lips up to his, she all but inhaled him before breaking the kiss to start undoing her buckles.
Max shook his head, confused and completely turned on. Maggie stood before him, looking like she wanted to eat him alive. Nope. Not a dream. And not one of his many dreams about having her naked.
Hell's bells! Totally real.
His muddled mind finally reached the conclusion his body already had. Except he and Maggie didn't do this. They danced around it. They flirted. They teased. But they never acted on the impulses bouncing back and forth between them.
Not that he didn't want to. He wasn't the problem. Flaming hoops weren't an option with Maggie; they were a requirement.
So, what the hell?
Grabbing her hands before she could start on her zipper, Max halted her progress even while his brain and body rebelled. "Maggie… what are we doing here?" Stupid question. Pretty damned obvious what she planned on doing, but he kinda needed to know why now?


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Book Blurb: Take one week of extreme training, add in two top guns, and stir together with a healthy dose of unresolved sexual tension. The outcome is two pilots pushed to their limits and they need to find a way to get through their hellish experience and possibly into each other's arms.


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