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Wednesday, December 12, 2012

A New Romance







After a shocking divorce out of left field, and a life changing plane crash, Layla is beginning to think she might be the unluckiest woman alive. Lost in the Alaskan wilderness, her concern is for her life, but her soul is aching with worry for the man who broke her heart when he handed her the papers that changed everything. Layla may be unlucky, but even if she is left alone in the cold outdoors, she knows her soon to be ex husband is lost there as well. Can the pair find each other in the blinding world of biting white, and if so, will it change their fates?
A 4.5k word story about a romance that exists deep in the heart of a misunderstanding, and how love can triumph over the worse of situations.

WARNING, FOR ADULTS ONLY, THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUALLY EXPLICIT SCENES

Excerpt---------

I wondered if he believed me, for his eyes searched my expression as if it was a puzzle he could solve. I was almost sure when he seemed to relax, but convinced when he gently pulled my chin back in for another press of lips.
Under the falling snow, we kissed, ice drops landing on our cheeks but never hindering us despite the cold. At one point, we fell to the ground, rolling on the white earth and feeling only our bodies. His hands were in my hair, on my neck, and mine couldn't stop tracing his shoulders.
Part of my mind tingled, wondering if this was wise. Not because it was Jack, no, I knew I wanted him. But the fear of exposing ourselves to the wilderness, I didn't know if we were making our situation worse.
As his fingers slipped under my coat, I realized I didn't care.
His palms were cool, but soon they warmed on my skin, tracing the shape of my sternum up to my ample chest. I was eager, and at the first plying of his digits onto my breasts, I thrust my chest to meet his touch. The mist from my groans filled the air, a tangible sign of my need. My nipples were hard, and his grip was firm, tugging and making them yearn for more. Gently, he twisted and flicked my rosebuds, until I was wiggling with lust.

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