Saturday Smut with Em Petrova

Hello, my amazing friends! I’m excited to bring you a brand new excerpt of ONE FIERY NIGHT, my latest release with Ellora’s Cave.

Read on and comment for a chance to win a copy of this book!

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Heaving a sigh, Luke paced the lobby of the hotel, determined to go up to Josie’s room and apologize for what he’d said. How was he going to do that though? He couldn’t just barge into her room and tell her he didn’t really love her.

Because it would be a lie. The instant he’d had her in his arms again, that burning ember of passion had flared to life once more. It had almost cut his heart out to leave her in college, but he couldn’t have her lusting after his brother. Couldn’t have married her, wondering at every family function if the pair were stealing a moment together.

Ryan wouldn’t have done that.

What makes you think Josie would have?

He took another turn past the vending machines and steeled himself for what was to come. Heading on to the elevator, he punched the button of her floor. The unit lurched upward. He leaned against the wall and flexed his fingers. They were still a little sore after the fire. He really should wear gloves but they were so obtrusive. And he wouldn’t have felt her body through them as he carried her and the little girl out.

Maggie, she’d called her. A child born to an unknown man whom Josie had fallen in love with and committed herself to. What had happened between them? Had her gaze wandered from him too?

The old betrayal seized Luke’s chest. He’d carried this grudge against Ryan for too long. Thank God he’d never allowed it to come between him and his brother, because Ryan’s life had been too short, and Luke never would have forgiven himself for something like that. It was bad enough carrying it inside all these years. He’d thought the anger long-ago dead, but Josie’s appearance had resurrected it, like opening a door only to find a wall of flame ready to surge out and capture him.

Did he really want to go through with this? He could ride back down to the lobby, walk out of the hotel and never see her again. In a city of this size, it was possible. And now he didn’t know where she lived.

“No, I’m doing it,” he said quietly to himself. His shadowy reflection on the silver wall didn’t tell him anything about how he looked, but he could guess. He looked like a fucking mess—exactly the way he felt inside.

The doors yawned wide. Automatically he looked right and left, down each hall, a part of his training as inherent as breathing. He could no more stop himself from checking for danger than he could stop himself from loving Josie.

He strode down the hall, keeping his steps even. If not, he’d break into a run. The urge to see her again was that strong. What was it about her that sucked him right in? The streaky blonde waves curling over her shoulders, heavy and full of body? Her full breasts and hips tapering to an impossibly tiny waist between? Even after bearing a child, her waist was still trim, though slightly rounded in a way that enflamed him more than ever. But more than her appearance, he remembered her laugh and her sweet-as-honey disposition.

Fuck, he had it bad.

Reaching her room, he stared at the numbers for a long minute. Did he want to open this door and perhaps greet the fiery pain her presence in his life would surely mean?

He knocked. Inside, he heard a flustered, “Who is it?”

Drawing a gulp of air to dispel the tightness in his chest created by the tone of her voice, he answered, “It’s Luke.”

The door opened and she stood there in all her glory, wearing jeans and a white t-shirt that clung to her ripe breasts. He didn’t think she was wearing a bra. Goddamn, I’m in for it now.

Her eyes were wide and bright with an emotion he recognized easily—excitement. Not just any excitement, but sexual. Without meaning to, he dropped his gaze to her nipples. The hard pearls stretched the cloth of her shirt. He was dying to move her into the light cast by the cheap desk lamps and study the faint pink hue.

He clamped his hands into fists.

“What are you doing here?” Again, she was breathless. Had she recovered from her smoke inhalation? He’d checked with the social worker and been told she and Maggie had been treated as a precaution—they hadn’t truly suffered from the smoke. Still, concern made him narrow his gaze.

“Are you all right?”

She shook her head as if not following his question. “Why wouldn’t I be?” Standing aside, she let him pass, which was good because he was coming in whether she invited him or not.

Glancing around the room, he found it empty. “Where’s your daughter?”

Josie shoved her hands into her front jeans pockets and rocked a little on her heels. “With her dad. He came for her this morning.”

“Yeah? That’s good.”

“Is it?”

“Fuck, yeah.”

Her lips turned up in a quizzical smile. “Why is that?”

“Because it gives me the chance to do this.” He grabbed her around the waist and yanked her against his chest. Using his thumb beneath her delicate jaw, he tipped her face up at the instant he swooped in, crushing his lips to hers.

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Em Petrova
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7 thoughts on “Saturday Smut with Em Petrova

  1. PaParanormalFan

    Hello Em,

    Thank you for sharing that Great excerpt from your latest Ellora’s Cave release, “ONE FIERY NIGHT”. Your new Book sounds like an excellent read & I realllllyyyyy like your Eye-Catching Cover Art, Mmmmm that’s some HAWT ManCandy there. 😉 This is another Book written by you that I will be adding to Em Library! 🙂

    I would very much appreciate if I could be considered in your very generous giveaway for the Gift of your book, “ONE FIERY NIGHT”. Thank you.

    Take Care Em & Stay Naughty,
    PaParanormalFan (Renee’)
    paranormalromancefan at yahoo dot com

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  2. Shelley Bagby

    This sounds hot! Good thing he’s a fireman. Thanks!
    srbagby50@gmail.com

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  3. laurie g

    you just made my day w/ that excerpt! love firemen!

    parisfan_ca@yahoo.com

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  4. Carin W

    yummy, firemen! I know this will be as awesome as the rest of your books Em!
    Carin
    mawmom@gmail.com

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  5. Christine

    Love the excerpt! Cant wait to read it!!!

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  6. Fantastic excerpt. I’ve got this on my reading list…Can’t wait to read it.

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  7. Great excerpt. I always love second chance at love stories and this one sounds terrific and has a fireman…HOT, lol.

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