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Category: Erotica/Multicultural-Interracial Erotica
Description: Sasha Caroway lived and loved life to the fullest. There was never a mountain she was afraid to climb or a body of water she was afraid to jump into feet first. She had swam with sharks in Australia and cliff dived in Hawaii. Who would have thought she'd be felled by the biggest challenge of her life, in the form of Adrian Faraday. He enticed her to dancing barefoot on the bar of his Irish pub in Savannah. He kissed her until she saw stars. The passion he created was like two atoms meeting. Sasha found her wild ways being tamed by this enigmatic man with the unusual eyes. The problem was a big one, and could crumble her world. How could she get him to see, it was more than just fun for her. Adrian was the one she wanted to give her heart to. Would it bloom like honeysuckle in the Georgia sunlight or shatter like glass in his hands? Adrian saw Sasha sitting at his bar one night and was drawn to her instantly. From the first night he knew she was someone he wanted in his life, but he had baggage of his own. The deal his uncle had made with an unscrupulous man haunted him and put everyone he cared about in jeopardy. He longed for Sasha's kisses and immersed himself in her scent and her smile. Sasha was like a breath of fresh air in his world, and when her life was threatened, Adrian knew he'd protect her no matter what the cost, even if it meant pushing her away. Could he stand letting her go if it came to it and living his life without the woman he called his treasure?
eBook Publisher: Sugar and Spice Press, 2011
eBookwise Release Date: August 2011

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [91 KB]
Words: 20992
Reading time: 59-83 min.

Over the next few hours Sasha had one of the best nights of her life. The dancing and laughter that spilled from the crowd was like food to her soul, and her tiredness was replaced with pure revelry. Folk music turned into Irish sea ditties that sailors sang, and then from there it took on a life of its own. In the midst of it all was Adrian who twirled her around until she got dizzy and then kissed her until her toes tingled. Maybe it was the whiskey or just him but everything felt perfect and right in that space and time.

"Do it!" he yelled over the music. "Do I have to dare you again?"

"You are wild!" she shouted in return.

He hoisted her up on the bar. The polished wood was cool against her bare feet. Everyone cheered and encouraged her on. She shook her head causing her long dark hair to whip across her face, and she pushed it back so she could see him. Sasha couldn't seem to stop smiling when she saw his face.

Adrian began to clap his hands, and the crowd joined in. "Dance!"

Sasha grinned and let the music wash over her and began to move her hips and swayed to the beat. It wasn't like dancing to hip hop or techno in the club. Each sound in Irish folk music seemed to filter into her blood, and she immersed herself in the resonance. Not caring what her body did she just felt and moved until the music stopped, and the crowd practically roared their approval. She opened her eyes and looked down to where Adrian stood. His eyes were dark, and she could see the blatant desire there. It burned her like a flash of fire to the center of her being. He held out his hand to her, and she placed hers in his with trust. With one tug he pulled her, and she fell into his arms.

"Let's get you home," he murmured against her ear.

She shivered and nodded, and amidst the clapping he grabbed her shoes and they ran out of Faraday's pub and into the cool night. Sasha was barefoot and giggled like a school girl as they raced to the river front. She barely noticed the streets were empty as they passed the pier. The steamboats stood silent and docked in the black water until a new day started and they would continue their tours.

They stopped in a little alcove where the air smelled sweet with magnolias and was still thick with the summer humidity. The trees with moss and honeysuckle vines made a canopy around one lone bench. It was a heady mix that heightened her senses even more. In the midst of all of it there was Adrian, who was the most potent of all.

Their eyes locked, and with each step forward he took, she took one step back until she felt the wall against her back. Her hands were behind her back, and she felt the rough texture of the handmade bricks against her fingertips. He bent low until their lips met in a kiss that sent heat through her body in waves. Sasha gave a soft cry when he pulled her hard against him, and he groaned low in his throat. Adrian sank his tongue into the depth of her mouth and lifted her into his arms as if she weighed nothing. He strode toward the bench and sat with her legs straddling each side of his lap. It rode her dress high up to her waist, and she was pressed intimately against the bulge of his arousal in his pants. Unable to resist, she rubbed against him, and the friction made her moan into his mouth. She wanted him. Everything about the night was pulling her to this moment, and she was caught up in a force that she couldn't deny.

"Just one taste." His voice was husky with desire when he spoke.

He pushed the straps of her dress down her shoulders until she felt the heated breeze against her skin. Vaguely she heard the calls of the nightingales in the dark silent night, but she lost all reasoning when his calloused hands cupped her breasts and brought her erect nipples to his lips. His mouth closed over one of the tight beads, and her head fell back in pleasure. Adrian sucked the nipple hard into his mouth, and his tongue flicked over her nipple in gentle strokes. He moved to the other, giving it the same attention while she writhed in his arms.

"More," she begged wantonly.

"Sasha, any more I'm going to end up taking you right here," he growled. The Irish in his words was even more pronounced. "I'm trying to be a gentleman here."

"Who said I want a gentleman?" She met his heated gaze. "Been there, done that. I don't want a man who's afraid to take what he wants."