Hello
readers, it’s a new month. Gosh, I can’t believe it’s June already. The
year is flying by. Are you on track with your annual goals? Me, I’ve met some
of my half-year goals but off on a couple. But I’ve got a month to work through, so here’s hoping. There's still so much to look forward to this year.
So
welcome back to Romantic
Friday Writers. This week’s challenge is to write 400 words of prose or
poetry for the theme Yes, no, oh alright then.
As
it’s all about indecision, I’ve chosen a snippet from His Strength, book 2 of
my Men of Valor historical romance series. In this excerpt Nneka, the heroine,
is caught between what her mind wants and what her body obviously desires. The
hero, Ikem, is not making the decision easy for her. J
NOTE:
I’ve heavily edited this piece because I know some RFW members prefer their
romance on the mild side. If you want to read the spicy chunk that was cut out,
pick up the ebook or
read some of it here.
Enjoy.
And as always, I’d love to read your thoughts.
Word
Count: 400 words
***
"Say it, Nneka. You want me to kiss you."
"Never!" Her voice and body trembled as she
spoke.
"Why do you have a tough time admitting what you
want? Your eyes and body betray you easily." He laughed as he pushed his
thigh between her legs, parting them.
"You are such a boastful man. Do you think every
woman in this land clamors for your attention? I have no wish for you or any
other man."
How could she admit that the mere presence of this man
caused her body to behave outrageously? All he had to do was look at her, and her
pulse rate increased. Each time he touched her, he branded her skin like a
torch.
Still, she fought that feeling because she didn't want
to acquiesce to another man. She didn't want to get married again. Not so soon
after Ofonna. She wasn't ready for another man in charge of her life.
No!
"The women come to me because they are guaranteed
to receive pleasure. You simply tell me you want the same, and I'll happily
oblige you."
She stiffened at his mocking words. How she wanted to
wipe the smirk off his face. When his teeth grazed her earlobe, sending waves
of heat straight to her core, her body melted. The pain-pleasure bounced though
her body with need until she could no longer control her body's tremors.
"On the other hand, I have no problem telling you
what I'd like to do to this delightful body of yours." As he spoke, he
slid his hand down her neck in a slow, lazy motion as if he had all the time in
the world. Her skin came alive. As much as she hated to admit her lack of
restraint for him, her body leaned into his touch.
"Stop
protesting, and let me show you what you've been denying yourself." His
voice had an entrancing quality, soft and filled with desire. When he looked up
at her, his golden gaze was heated and filled with intoxicating promise.
What harm can his touch do, except fulfil
my deep-seated fantasy? It is just one night, not a lifelong betrothal.
She couldn't afford to give up the independence she craved
much more than the gratifying touch of a man. She could succumb for tonight.
Experience what it felt like to be satisfied by a man for once.
Gasping, she nodded.
***
I hope you enjoyed it. I’d love to know what you
think. Don’t forget to check out the other lovely entries for this week’s RFW
Challenge.
Have a great weekend!
