Heated Desire
(Desire Series #2)
by
Wendi Hulsey
Wendi Hulsey
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Release Date: April 21, 2014
~ Synopsis ~
After Kylie narrowly escaped her abusive boyfriend, she moved to Florida to seek comfort in the arms of her first love, the sexy racecar driver Cameron. Their feelings for one another were quickly rekindled and their relationship fueled by desire, as things heated up and she fell right back in love with him.
However, it was not long before her past caught up with her, which leaves Kylie lying on a gurney in the back on an ambulance, fighting for her life. Cameron feels powerless as he watches the love of his life slipping away from him. Cameron blames himself and is overcome with guilt for failing to keep his promise to protect her.
Kylie’s love for Cameron gives her newfound strength to survive making her more determined than ever to defy the bastard that put her in this situation, but most of all she wants to start over with the man she loves. Will she survive and seek justice, finally being able to put her past behind her? Or will her past keep catching up to haunt her?
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~ Excerpt ~
I put my phone in my purse just as
we’re pulling into the parking garage. Thoughts of the hot sex we had in this
very parking garage go through my head and I don’t know if I’m going to make it
upstairs. I want this man now. I give Cameron what must be a lusty look because
he warns me, “No, Kylie! Don’t even start here. I want you upstairs and in my
bed where I have room to move and explore that body of yours.”
“What? I wasn’t thinking anything.”
“You are such a terrible liar. I saw you
looking over this car and me, and I know what you were thinking.”
“Oh shut up! Come on let’s go, that long
elevator ride is going to be unbearably long.”
Cameron smiles, “I can make it more fun.”
Unfortunately, I don’t think Cameron will
be able to make the elevator ride fun because as soon as we get on so does half
the building. It seems like everyone picked the same moment as us to get on.
We’re smashed against the back of the elevator. I’m standing in front of him
and he’s torturing me by running his fingers up the back of my thigh to the
edge of my shorts. I try to still his hand, but he shoves my arm away. He has
his other arm wrapped around my stomach and he looks like he’s just holding me
close to him making room for everyone else. He runs his fingers up again to the
back edge of my shorts and I feel his finger pull my shorts and underwear
aside. Oh my god Cameron! Seriously with all these people! He
whispers, “Spread those legs for me a little, babe.”
My body reacts to his commands before my
brain can formulate what he intends to do in an elevator full of people. I can
only pray these people get off soon. I feel his finger slide through my wetness
as my body wants to react to his actions. I start to move a little with his
finger but he tightens his grip on my stomach to stop me, “Don’t move, baby,”
he whispers.
The elevator stops and a couple of people
get off. During the shuffle of bodies, he inserts one finger, and my body bucks
a bit. He slowly fingers me as my wetness increases, and I have to bite my
bottom lip to muffle the moan that’s trying to escape. The elevator stops at
the twentieth floor and three more people get off. One person is left, an
elderly woman that looks at me and smiles. God, I hope she doesn’t know what
Cameron is doing to me. Cameron increases the speed of his finger and I think
I’m going to die trying to hold back an orgasm. Thankfully, the elevator stops
again on the twenty-third floor and the little old woman exits with a little
wave. As the doors of the elevator close, Cameron’s hand on my stomach dips
into the front of my shorts and finds my clit while he fingers me roughly from
behind. My head falls back on his shoulder and my palms flatten against the
sides of the elevator as an orgasm rips through my body with such intensity
that I scream. He continues to circle my clit bringing me slowly down from that
earth-shattering climax. The elevator dings indicating that we have arrived on
our floor. “See that ride didn’t take that long,” he says, with a smug smile.
“Are you fucking kidding? I was trying to
hold back an orgasm for about ten floors. You’re such an ass!”
A loud laugh escapes him, “Baby, I didn’t
see you trying to stop me, and that scream was fucking hot. My dick is so hard
right now it hurts.”
I stomp past him out of the elevator
towards our condo door. He quickly grabs me and spins me around to face him,
pinning my arms above my head. He plants soft kisses on my neck and down my
collarbone to the swell of my breasts. “Baby, don’t try to act like you’re mad
when I know you enjoyed every minute of that ride.”
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My name is Wendi Hulsey. I was born and raised in Racine, Wisconsin, just south of Milwaukee. After several vacations to the sunshine state, my husband and I fell in love with the warm weather and decided to have a house built in Florida. I miss my family and friends up north;however, I will never regret not having to shovel snow again. I have been a registered nurse for about ten years. I currently work on a medical/surgical unit, preferring to work the night shift. My husband and I have been married for sixteen years, and I appreciate his support during this endeavor. I have one son who is a hard working grown man now living on his own. He has blessed me with the most precious grandson and a wonderful future daughter in law. My daughter is a beautiful and smart teenager who excels at just about anything she tries. She enjoys playing soccer and we have spent numerous hours on various soccer fields. I am blessed to have my mother, a retired cook, living with me and she is a great help with cooking, cleaning, and chauffeuring the teenager. Other members of our family include; one dog, one cat, two turtles and several fish. My love for reading began at the age of twelve on a stormy day. With nothing to do I was bugging my mother, she said, “Go read a book.” I have never stopped. As a teenager, I preferred horror books, mainly Stephen King. As I age, my reading tastes change and I currently read mysteries, romance, or erotica. It has always been my dream to write a book. Although writing is a hobby for me, I hope to produce a book to the best of my abilities and hope you have enjoyed what you read. Thank you for your support.
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