June 14, 2017
**Updated 4/2/21 - the MidWeek Tease blog hop is closed.**
I recently spent some time blog surfing and came across The Midweek Tease. Yes, that's pretty self-explanatory. It's a blog hop that posts on Wednesdays. I emailed the lovely Angelica Dawson and she said I was welcome to join in. So I am!
This week I have an excerpt from Double Deuce, the first book in the Ian Coulter's Amethyst Cove series. Enjoy!
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I recently spent some time blog surfing and came across The Midweek Tease. Yes, that's pretty self-explanatory. It's a blog hop that posts on Wednesdays. I emailed the lovely Angelica Dawson and she said I was welcome to join in. So I am!
This week I have an excerpt from Double Deuce, the first book in the Ian Coulter's Amethyst Cove series. Enjoy!
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The intensity of Rick’s gaze slammed into me.
“What if I told you I could give you something concrete?”
Cold sweat broke out under my arms and across my back. I shivered and sucked in a deep breath. “This isn’t the place to discuss business, Mr. Mohr.”
Comprehension flickered in his pretty eyes. He reached across the table and covered my hands with his. My skin prickled with a new awareness of him. I had the sudden urge to give him about eight inches of concrete, regardless of how bad an idea it had become.
“You’re right, of course.” I got another shock as he raised my knuckles to his lips. “How about a little stroll on the beach? We can kick off our shoes and roll up our pant legs and get our feet wet. Get comfortable with each other. Whataya say?”
A walk outside was better than a hook-up inside. For all I knew, he worked for Earl Fox and had on a wire. This could be a set-up. That’s how paranoid I was about Foxy. I pulled away from the warmth of his touch and kept my voice pitched to where only Rick could hear me.
“We’ll take my car. I’ll bring you back later. And I want you to put your cell phone in your car and leave it.”
“I understand your caution, but it’s unnecessary.”
“I’ll be the judge of that, thank you.” I set my hat back on my head, slid off the bench seat, and held my hand out to him. He took it and uncurled his long, lean body out of the booth. I had to look up at him, and I’m no little fellow at five-eleven and one hundred seventy-nine pounds of carefully crafted muscle.
His arms came around me and I realized just how big a man he really was. His lips brushed my ear as he whispered to me, “I’m going to enjoy this.”
Before I could think, much less ask him what the fuck he was talking about, his mouth covered mine. I opened my lips to protest, and his tongue slipped past my poor defenses. Little stars danced behind my closed eyes. My arms slid around his neck.
Familiar heat coiled low in my belly when his tongue danced over mine. My balls tingled as my over-eager cock hardened, swelling relentlessly to an aching fullness. I inhaled, and, under the warm, spicy scent of his cologne, breathed in the rich, earthy tang of an aroused male.
Rick’s big hand cupped my left ass cheek and pressed me tightly to his pelvis. The hard ridge of his dick met mine and I hazed on the rush of testosterone flooding into my blood. I needed to sink my root deep in this man and hear him beg for more.
What was left of my sanity shouted I was in big trouble when his lips trailed fire along my jaw line and down my neck. I ignored it and cupped his balls in front of all witnesses, covering his bulging zipper with my palm. At least eight inches.
His big hands stroked up my back, then down my sides. I leaned over into the booth and grabbed my drink with shaking hands.
What the fuck had I just allowed to happen?
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ABOUT Double Deuce
Free spirited Ian Coulter works hard and plays harder. An ex-cop turned private investigator, Ian enjoys meeting new men and making new friends. A night out ends up with one man on the floor at his feet, and another asking for his help. Big trouble’s brewing in little Amethyst Cove, and Ian’s a step behind. He’s quick to see Rick Mohr is the man holding the flare at the end a long, dark tunnel.
Undercover agent Rick Mohr walks a fine line, serving two masters. Insider trading, counterfeit printing plates, and a blown-up yacht have Rick stuck between two Federal agencies, one of which has been compromised. Rick has to discover the mole before it’s too late. When Ian Coulter walks into his life, Rick grabs the chance to salvage his assignment with both hands.
It doesn’t take Ian and Rick long to discover joining forces, and sharing resources, has definite perks - ones not found in any departmental manual.
DOUBLE DEUCE
Contemporary gay romance
Book I of Ian Coulter’s
Amethyst Cove
KC Kendricks
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6 comments:
Wow! Hot tease. Welcome to the hop.
Great teaser :-)
Whoa. Caution is GONE. Glad you joined us!
Oooh, I like this a LOT! Great tease, KC!
Oh wow. What an introduction to you and your book, KC. I love the tease. Welcome to to mid-week tease!
Nice tease. She's in deeper than she ever expected to, I think!
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