I’m afraid I’m going to cheat a little this week. A.S. Fenichel has assigned us FLASH FICTION:
About 500 words and the prompt is “first kiss.” Give us a short and sexy first kiss.
If you joined me from Leslie Hachtel, welcome!
Usually I love writing flash fiction, but I’ve got a lot of things on the go right now and am going to cut myself a little slack. But I’m definitely sharing a first kiss scene! This is from Richly Deserved, my new release. Enjoy!
Claudia straightened, her attention still absorbed by the painting, her face softly lit by the single bulb clipped to the easel, her profile outlined against the wall of windows.
“Come here.” Titus took her arm and urged her toward the middle of the room, snagging one of the barstools as he went.
“What are you doing?” she asked but went willingly enough. He set down the stool, placed his hands on her shoulders and pressed her onto it.
“I’m going to draw you.”
“Don’t be silly.” She shifted as if to stand, and he held her down. Even in his furor to get a pencil and paper, he kept his touch gentle.
“I have to. I’ve been thinking about it for days. And now, with the moonlight streaming in…” He gestured to the nearly full moon glowing outside the window and she lifted her chin to look where he pointed. “Don’t move!” he said urgently. He wanted that exact tilt of her jaw, the angle of her head over her shoulder.
She ignored him and turned to look at him again. “I am not going to model for you, Titus.”
Desperation to create welled up inside of him, fierce and strong in a way he rarely experienced. He didn’t have time to argue.
So, he kissed her.
His palms on her cheeks, he pressed his mouth softly to hers, doing his best to wordlessly convey his need. She gripped his wrists but as he deepened the kiss her touch grew slack. Her mouth opened, welcoming him in, and her hands slid up his arms to his chest, and then wrapped around his neck.
He’d wanted to distract her, bewilder her so she’d sit for him without complaint. Instead, the heat of her passion was like a backdraft, the fire he’d set roaring out to consume him.
He dragged his mouth away reluctantly. Her eyelids fluttered open, and raw satisfaction filled his chest. Her gaze was dreamy and dazed. She didn’t resist when he took her chin in his fingertips and placed her exactly where he wanted her.
“Look at the moon,” he said. “And think about me.”
He went to get his sketchpad.
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So, I'm doing a thing on Thursday.
I'm joining author Kellie Coates Gilbert in her Facebook group, She's Reading, to talk about Richly Deserved, writing, reading, and more! There may even be giveaways...
We'll be going live at 4pm Pacific. Why not join her group now and come along for the ride?
I also did a thing yesterday (Monday). I did a live author event in the Seasoned Romance Salon, also on Facebook. If you aren't a member, you can join here, and watch the video. I also have a few giveaways that are open until 7pm Eastern today (Tuesday, April 13).