The lovely Heather Webb is hosting a "Where's the Love?" blog hop for the next two days. (Click the link to see a list of all participants, and please leave your thoughts on the love scenes shared!)
Here is my 250-word scene. Please let me know what you think!
I slip my hands around his neck, burying my fingers in his hair. Before I can stop to think about what I’m doing, I pull his lips to mine.
Jarod turns away. “We can’t…”
He glances toward the house as his voice trails off, and I’m pretty sure he’s thinking about Laina. I close my eyes, cursing my impulsiveness. I’ve totally ruined everything I worked so hard for tonight. But then he touches my cheek and I open my eyes again. He smiles. “We shouldn’t,” he says, and brushes his lips against mine once more, so quickly I almost don’t feel it before he backs away again.
He traces the contours of my lips and my cheek with his thumb. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathes. His arms tighten around my waist, and he catches my lower lip between his teeth and teases it for a moment, then he parts my lips with his tongue.
I let out an involuntary moan, and he sighs. He pulls me close, the kiss deepening into a hungry passion. His lips move across my cheek to my neck, and he nibbles playfully as he pushes me up against the front door, his body tight against mine. Even through our heavy winter coats, I can feel his heart pounding. I run my fingers through his hair and take a gasping breath as I recapture his lips. I’m surprised that my heart doesn’t beat its way right out of my chest.