Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Yeah, me neither. Wanted to desperately a time or two, but I am the Original Shy Girl. In my teens and twenties, the more I liked a guy, the less likely I was to be able to express it. If one of my crushes came to me, I floated a foot or two off the floor, but no way was I able to break out of my shell and go after him.
Which is why I had so much fun writing Hawaiian Heroes II; Rolling in the Deep. Not only is Daniel Ho'omalu a big, bad, dangerous moke, Claire Hunter is open and honest about her sexuality. She knows what she wants, and she wants this huge Hawaiian more than she's ever wanted any man.
Too bad for her-he has other ideas. I had so much fun pitting this stubborn, pugnacious, yet yearning pair against each other!
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"Daniel's hands settled on her shoulders, huge and hot and calloused. Her heart pounding, mouth dry, she turned in his grasp like a puppet. Looked up into his hard, dark face. Blinked at what she saw. Hiseyes held deep burning heat. The kind she'd been waiting to see-thought she'd never get to see.
"Your little outfit turns me on," he said. "I'd like to eat you up. Just like a pūpū. Got it?"
"Oh," she mumbled. "Th-thanks for clearing that up." Oh, God, she was going to dissolve in a puddle at his feet. Her insides were melting, and he'd barely even touched her.
He bent his head, inhaling as if he were sniffing her perfume, leaving her breathless. He was doing it again, bewildering her with his powerful sexuality.
"Does that turn you on, when I talk dirty?" he murmured.
All he had to do was breathe. "Maybe. What else you got?"
His eyes narrowed, and he reached around her to plant his hands on the post behind her, enclosing her in the circle of his mighty arms and chest. She could feel his heat, and a deep prickling-as if he had some kind of force field around him, a current between them. And she could smell him, that scent of the sea mixed with the hot, musky scent of healthy male. Her knees went weak.
"I'll show you what I got," he rumbled. "And then I'm gonna give you one and only one chance to run, wahine. And you better take it, or I'll have you, every way I can think of. Because I'm done fighting this."
Then he kissed her. Fast and hard, like he had before.
He nudged her mouth open and slid his tongue inside. The pressure of his kiss increased until he had her back against the pole, devouring her like a starving man, his tongue tangling with hers, their teeth banging. Oh, he tasted even better than she remembered. She wanted to kiss him for days.
His huge arms were shaking, as if he were fighting the urge to grab her. As if she wanted a chance to get away. She slapped her hands on his chest, hot and smooth under his tattoos, and ran them down over his abdomen, ridged and powerful, to his narrow waist. Wrapping her arms around him, she held on, digging her fingers into his back, into the hard cushion of muscle under his smooth skin. Her breasts flattened against his chest, she arched her hips, trying to get closer. Closer, hell. She wanted inside him.
He groaned, deep in his chest. Ripping his mouth from hers, he took a deep, shuddering breath and glared fiercely into her eyes.
"This is. Your. Last. Chance," he grated through clenched teeth, his breath gusting damply on her face. "I'm not-holding you."
"Does it feel like I want to get away?" she demanded breathlessly. "I won't break, Ho'omalu." "
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Bio: I'm Cathryn Cade. I am blessed to live in Big Sky Country, Montana in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains. My DH and I share our prairie property with various deer, antelope, elk and a golden retriever. We love to hike, boat, and visit the ghost towns that highlight the history of our home state. When I'm not fantasizing, er, writing, I can be found quilting, trying out a new recipe or spending way too much time chatting on the internet. I'd love to chat with you. Stop by and visit me at
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