Sunday, fun day. Time for another eight-sentence snippet from CUP OF SUGAR, part of the Weekend Writing Warriors meme. Conn and Nia are still stuck in the little motel room with only one bed. The TV’s on and they’re into the snacks. TV & snacking should be an innocent way to pass the time, right? 😉
She popped the first pretzel piece into her mouth and closed her eyes. Her lips moved in a circular motion and her cheeks hollowed, then she moaned. The woman looked and sounded as if she was on the verge of an orgasm—from pretzels.
Jesus, how would she respond to his face between her legs, or his cock buried deep in her body while he kissed her? He was never going to make it through this night.
“Want some?” she asked, offering the bag.
Hell yes, he wanted some. So badly his cock could probably be used as a battering ram.
Want more Sugar?
Nia has one rule—don’t date neighbors. Simple, except the guy next door is single, handsome, and not inclined to close his blinds while naked. When her car dies, Conn takes “being neighborly” to a new level by offering a ride to her long-distance destination. Nia has resisted his looks and charm for months. Surely she can handle a few hours in his truck…
For months, Conn has blatantly put himself on display, hoping his pretty blonde neighbor would tire of secretly watching and come knock on his door for a cup of sugar—or more. No such luck—until an unusual opportunity arises. After a six-hour drive turns into a sweet-and-sexy weekend, Conn wants more than neighborly status with Nia. To get it, he must convince her to break the rule protecting her heart—by putting his on the line.