This or That: Excerpts


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It Must Have Been the Mistletoe


Excerpt from A BABE IN TOYLAND by Tawny Weber


This was what drowning in lust must feel like. Waves of passion poured over her, overwhelming Rita’s senses with excitement. She tried to catch her breath, but her mouth was too busy playing slippery-slide against a pair of deliciously erotic lips.

Her body melted as molten heat swirled. Jelly-like, her legs buckled. Rita had never had a kiss like this. Never. A single hands-free, fully-dressed kiss and she could taste the edge of a hot, wild orgasm.

Wanting–needing–more, she pressed tight against the hard, well-sculpted chest and moaned.

It wasn’t until someone tugged at her arm that she realized she’d lost her mind. Kissing a total stranger. At work. Insane. Barely cognizant of the whoops and whistles, Rita slowly pulled back to stare up into blue eyes she recognized from her naughtiest secret dreams.

Tyler? Tyler Ramsey? No way. Had Santa come early?





Sex, Lies and Mistletoe


Never a man to ignore his gut, he went with the feeling. Stepping forward, the rich taste of chocolate still on his lips, Caleb pressed her body between his and the chilly glass. One hand on either side of her head, he leaned closer.

“This is crazy,” she breathed, twisting her hands together at her waist. But she didn’t pull away. Instead, she lifted her chin.

That’s all the encouragement he needed.

Holding her gaze captive, he brushed his lips over her soft, sweetly moist mouth. He slid his tongue along her lower lip, then gently nibbled at the cushioned flesh.

Passion throbbed, urging him to take it deeper, to go faster. But he resisted.

For the first time in forever, Caleb felt like he’d come home. Even as the sexual heat zinged through his body like lightening, he relaxed. Need pounded through him, making him achingly hard. But he was at peace.

It was that confusion more than any desire to stop that had him pulling back. He stared, waiting for Pandora to open her eyes. In them he saw confusion, desire and a hint of fear.

The same as he was feeling.



So… This or That? Comment to enter the drawing for a digital copy of either It Must Have Been the Mistletoe or Sex, Lies and Mistletoe, winners’ choice! The winner will be announced on Sunday.