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From the book you’re currently reading, or one you just finished, tell us what made you SWOON. What got your heart pounding, your skin tingling, and your stomach fluttering.
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Hey, y'all! Ashley here. I know, it's been a while. All of us have been swamped lately, between sicknesses, writing, editing, jobs, etc. so we decided to cut back to doing Swoon Thursday posts once or twice a month.
Now, I hope you're excited for the title this week, because it probably means exactly what you think it does...we're all sharing teasers from our works in progress! I hope you enjoy them all!
Happy Thursday, y'all!
ASHLEY: My swoon is a long one, from my WIP, currently titled I COULD WRITE A BOOK (although, it's already gone through three name changes, and might change again): :-D
Everywhere he touches me, I feel like I’ve been burned, but in the most delicious way; like when your skin first starts turning pink from being kissed by the sun. And his hands are everywhere, moving up and down my spine.Asher’s tongue lightly runs along the length of my lips, and I only hesitate for a millisecond before letting him in. I move my hands down to his shoulders, then slowly run them down his arms. His hands move under my swim suit cover up, and as his hands touch my bare skin, I let out a delicious sigh. He breaks our kiss, but only to move his lips to my jaw, and then he kisses his way to my neck. But as amazing as this feels…“Asher?”“Yes?” he replies in between kisses.“I am thoroughly enjoying this, but I think we need to stop.”He freezes, then pulls away, just far enough for me to see his widened eyes. “I’m so sorry Becca, I didn’t think—”“Asher. There’s nothing for you to be sorry for! It’s just, I made a promise, as you know, and if I don’t cool off, it will be extremely difficult for me to stop.”He lets out a sigh of relief, and a small smile forms. “Don’t forget, I made that same promise too. See?” He leans his torso away from me, and pulls his t-shirt off. Around his neck is a silver chain, and his purity ring is hanging on it in the middle of his chest. “And speaking of cooling off…” Asher puts one of his arms under my knees, and the other around my back, standing up with me in his arms.“Asher what are you—”“Bazinga!” he shouts, as he jumps off the side of the pontoon into the water, with me in his arms.Well, that’s one way to cool off.
KELLY: From Kelly's WIP, UNSEEN EVIL:
He plants his lips on mine. I’m stunned, but I kiss him back, my hands finding his waist. He continues to hold my face like he’s afraid I’ll pull away. I have no intention of doing that. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer, and his hands finally lower. His lips leave mine and trail down my neck. He brushes my hair aside, giving himself full access to my bare skin. I bite my lip to keep from moaning and squeeze his T-shirt in my fists.
I can feel Quinn’s hesitation in his stiff posture, the tension straining his muscles. Then, with too much caution the UNSUB would never possess, Quinn wraps his arm tighter around my neck and flattens his other hand against stomach.
“He would only sexually degrade her after he felt stripped himself,” Quinn says, his voice low and testing. Sliding his palm slowly downward, his fingers splay over my hip, then being to inch the tight material of my dress up.
The shock of cold air hitting my skin sends a buzz to my head, the room bleeding away at the corners. As his hand roams lower, inching my thighs apart, my breathing intensifies. I can feel his own labored breaths against my back, his thick want along the crease of my backside.
KELSEY: From Kelsey's WIP, DARK REFLECTIONS:
“Why save me?” I ask, disappointed now that he did. Seriously, it was probably our one chance to be free of Marissa. “You should’ve let me drown.”His muscles tense, and a dark, humorless chuckle rumbled from his chest. “Don’t think I didn’t contemplate it. But if I’m going to suffer on this God damn island, I’m not going to suffer alone. I can make your life as much of a living hell as you’ve made mine.”The coldness of his words makes my skin unravel with goose bumps, my limbs quake, and my heart shatter. Honestly, what did I expect him to say? Because he loves me? Because he feels the same connection I feel whenever he touches me or I look into his eyes? He thinks I’m Marissa, for crying out loud, and I let him believe that.I go limp, so defeated that I wish the sea had killed me. “Are you going to let go of me, now? Or are we going to cuddle in the sand for the rest of the day?”Actually, my suggestion doesn’t sound half bad. Even Cole hesitates, intriguing him in some way or another. I can feel his true desire pushing up against my thigh. Every part of him is so stiff, part of me is afraid what action to take next. Seducing Cole isn’t exactly the first thing on my mind, and it’s completely out of the question.“Cole?”
RACHEL: From Rachel's WIP, THE NATURAL HISTORY OF US:
He brushed his thumb across my jaw. “Instead of giving up in the hospital, like most people would’ve done, you walked away optimistic. Grateful even. I’m in awe of you.” Justin looked deep into my eyes and said, “Peyton, you make me want to be a better guy. I want to deserve those sweet smiles of yours. I—”I leaned forward and kissed him.Words wouldn’t express what he did to me. My heart felt heavy, so overflowing with love for this wounded, insecure boy that I couldn’t contain it all. So I put it in my lips. In my mouth and in my tongue and in my small gasp of surprise when Justin yanked my body flush against his.I gave myself over to emotion, threading my fingers through his thick, dark hair. Deepening the kiss and tangling my tongue with his. Dizzying desire whipped through my body, fogging my head with want, and settling in a warm pool of tingles in my belly. Goose bumps danced across my skin as the cool, crisp taste of mint exploded on my tongue.“Baby…”Wow. The word set off a flame in my blood. It was a claiming, every bit as much as his lips as they ravaged my mouth, taking over control, possessing me. And I wanted to be his. Completely, in every way I possibly could.
JESSICA: Swooning over WICKED by Jennifer L. Armentrout :
Ren cupped my cheek, his hand gentle as he tilted my head back, and before my heart could take another beat, he kissed me.
It was no slow or seductive kiss.
He claimed my lips as if he were laying claim to my body, to my soul, and every part of me. His mouth was demanding as he tilted his head, his lips moving over mine, his tongue tracing the seam of my lips, willing them to part, and I...I opened for him. My lips parted, and he made this sound, this deep animalistic groan that sent flames lapping over my skin. The kiss deepened, and his tongue slid over mine, along the roof of my mouth. He took me with his mouth, tasted me and claimed me.
When he lifted his head, he was breathing deeply as he stared into my eyes. They swirled in a multitude of greens as he dragged his thumb along my lower lip.
HEATHER: Swooning over LOLA AND THE BOY NEXT DOOR by Stephanie Perkins:
I kiss him like I've never kissed anyone before.
He doesn't move. His lips aren't moving.
My head jerks back in alarm. I've acted rashly, I've pushed him too quickly---
He collapses to his knees and yanks me back to his lips.
His kiss isn't even remotely innocent. There's passion, but there's also an urgency verging on panic. He pulls me close, as close as my dress and chair will allow, and he's gripping me so tightly that I feel his fingers press through the back of my stays.
NEREYDA: Swooning (TWICE!) over THE HOOKUP by Kristen Callahan:
"I want to kiss you, Anna."
My breath hitches. I'm all the way under the covers now, in a dark heated world. And there's nothing but his voice. "I think about it all the time. How soft your lips will be? What will they taste like? Will you make those sweet little noises like you do when we make love?"and:“Why won’t you let me kiss you, Anna?”
I can’t breathe.
“It’s too much,” I rasp.
“Not when I want everything.” He says it so deep and strong, a staking of a claim. “And I want everything with you, Anna.”
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