Hello Steam lovers! Today I'm offering an excerpt from my newest release, TO HEAL A HEART. Both Blair and Garrett have wounds to heal and tragedies to overcome. Part of that healing begins in this scene, this first time they make love. Check out another excerpt on my website and make sure to check out other excerpts in the blog hop using the list below. I hope you enjoy this snippet.
Garrett Saunders' world changed two years ago on a road in Afghanistan. Back home, he feels like a stranger. As he struggles to find his place in the world, he meets a horse destined for the slaughterhouse and a woman bent on rescuing the strays of the world, including him.
Blair Greyson moves to Masonville to look after her ailing grandfather and give her rescue horses a home. Right away she butts heads with a surly former Marine. Despite a rocky start, they come to an agreement: Blair will board Garrett's rescue horse and he'll help with repairs around her farm.
Garrett finds purpose working with Blair—and falls in love with her. But she's hiding a secret. Can she forgive herself and accept Garrett's love, or will she let guilt and regret continue to rule her life?
He kissed her, softly, gently, a mere brushing of his lips against hers. Somehow, he understood she had to do this slowly, and she was grateful he was willing to let her set the pace. It had been so long, and she’d been an inexperienced teenager. Her memories of sex were uncomfortable—fumbling hands, hurried, sometimes painful coupling, a swift adjustment of clothing, a quick goodbye. No words of love or even affection, only a release of sexual need.
This was different. For the first time she would be making love, not merely having sex.
Blair relaxed into Garrett’s kiss and wound her arms around his neck. Yes, she decided. This is my first time.
He claimed her mouth in a searing kiss that left her breathless, and suddenly Blair no longer wanted to take things slow. She answered his kiss with need of her own, touching her tongue to the seam of his lips and begging entry. Garrett immediately opened to her, devouring her with a hunger that matched her own. Their tongues danced and twisted together, warm flesh sliding over warm flesh.
Garrett unfastened the hooks at the back of her bra, and it fell to the floor. The feel of her naked breasts against his hard chest with its light dusting of hair sent shivers rippling through her body. Garrett rubbed her upper arms.
She gulped in a breath. Why was it so hard to breathe? “No. Exactly the opposite. You make me burn, Garrett.”
Instead of laughing the way she thought he might, he cupped her face between his two big hands.
“Sweet, beautiful Blair.”
His words brought a lump to her throat and an ache to her heart, especially accompanied as they were by the tenderness in his eyes. No one had ever looked at her that way, like she was something special. Something precious.
Garrett kissed her once again, then knelt in front of her on his good knee, his leg with the prosthesis at a right angle. Slowly, he unzipped her jeans and pulled them, along with her panties, down her legs to the floor. She stepped out of them and pushed them aside with her bare foot, suddenly aware she was standing in front of him naked. Vulnerable. But she wasn’t embarrassed. This was Garrett, and the way he looked up at her in wonder, even joy, made her feel beautiful.
She tossed the thought from her mind, not wanting to go there. This night was about want and need of the physical kind. There was no room for anything else.
Blair ran her fingers through his hair. She loved the texture of it, thick yet silky and smooth, the curls winding themselves around her fingers.
“I know women who would kill for hair like yours.”
He laughed. “There’s nothing special about my hair.”
Blair only smiled. He was wrong, of course. There was something special about every part of him. He was special.
She patted his hair to smooth it once more and extended her hand to him. “Come to bed, Garrett.”
He shook his head, a whisper of a smile playing on his lips. “Not yet.”
With that, he placed his hands on her ass and drew her forward. Blair’s heart pounded.
“Garrett, I’ve never—”
“Shh, sweetheart. Let me love you.”
His warm breath whispered across her thighs. He parted her sex with his fingers and licked the exposed knot of nerves in a slow, languorous motion. Her knees buckled. She would have collapsed if he hadn’t held her upright.
“Oh!” Somehow it was the only word she could form.
He brought her even closer, working her with tongue and fingers, sucking gently until the pleasure was almost too much, on the edge of something wonderful she couldn’t quite reach.
But then she did.
Blair orgasmed with a gasp. She clutched at Garrett’s shoulders while spasms wracked her body with waves of pleasure. Dear God, it felt so good. He felt so good.
She rested her cheek against the top of his head while she caught her breath. She didn’t know it could be like this. Her previous fumbling experiences with sex hadn’t prepared her. The wonder of it brought tears to her eyes.
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