This is the sequel to Enough. Jamie Stratham is driven to wander the globe. Anytime the restless itch strikes, he jumps on a fast plane, train or boat to yet another exotic locale. Not even his best friend's elopement can slow down his roving soul for long. Rachel Davis is only looking for a casual fling with the handsome bachelor. Jamie is the perfect choice since he's not the type to spend more than one night with a small-town schoolteacher. Under the bright lights of Vegas, Jamie discovers an irresistible force worth putting down roots for. When he changes the rules of the game, Rachel can't resist being swept away.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Restless by Nicole Austin
She couldn't suppress the grin that played over her lips as she looked toward Gray, but met with Jamie's lecherous gaze and wicked smile instead. Shit! Now he'd think she was coming on to him.
Oh well. It didn't matter. She'd be safely tucked away in her suite, enjoying the hot tub before long. What would it hurt to tease a little? Deciding to cut loose and engage in some harmless flirtation, she stuck her tongue out at the handsome rascal.
Heat filled his dark eyes, along with a feverish desire, making her womb clench in response. The already swollen folds of her pussy pressed uncomfortably against her panties and she nearly moaned out loud. Not only had she provoked Jamie, but she'd managed to get herself all excited too.
What was it the commercials all said about Vegas? What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, or something to that effect? It was only Sunday. Her return flight home didn't leave until late Tuesday afternoon. She had two whole nights and days to play. Maybe she would take Gray's advice and indulge in a no-fuss, no-muss affair with the sexy, and apparently very willing, best man.
Nothing she'd planned for her stay was written in stone. In fact, she'd left her plans very casual and undefined. Rachel pictured her calendar with Jamie's name scrolled in bold block letters across both days.
The minister droned on. Gray and Christine uttered the correct responses at the appropriate points in the ceremony, committing their lives to one another. Rachel was happy for them but tuned it all out. Her mind was preoccupied with the best man.
Every time she glanced at Jamie, the letch was staring, undressing her with his eyes, making her hotter than the fires burning within the deepest pits of hell.
What would be the harm in living it up and using the hot stud for some wanton, wicked sex? Set her inhibitions free--not that she was repressed--grab hold of a delicious treat. She almost tasted the sinful delight, felt his touch on her skin. Why shouldn't she take a walk on the wild side? Open her arms wide and dive into a new experience, drench herself in sweet abandon.
There was no one around to disapprove or judge. She was far from home in Sin City. She should take the plunge, gamble on a long shot and reap the rewards of a break from her reality.
She always attempted to get her students to break out of the box, color outside the lines, make their own rules. Why not follow her own advice this one time?
Why not indeed!
The little voice in the back of her mind was screaming to be heard, telling Rachel she'd regret not seizing this opportunity. For this weekend, it was time to be daring and make some memories.
When they got back to the hotel, she'd coax him into her room and without a word begin removing each piece of clothing. Pop each button. Discard each barrier. Get her bare skin against his.
It would be fun to discover what turned him on. Would he enjoy having his nipples licked and sucked? Maybe he went for a bit of pain with his pleasure and raking her teeth over the tender flesh would have him panting for more. There was something about men's nipples that got her longing to devour the tiny nubs. Maybe it's because she loved to have attention lavished on her own breasts and had yet to find a man who shared the desire.
His fine ass was another area she was eager to explore. Grip his firm cheeks with her fingers. Nip and lick along the sensuous curves.
A hot gush of slick juices slid over her pussy and coated her inner thighs. Rachel clamped her legs together, praying no one detected the rich scent of her arousal. She was getting all hot and bothered in a church for crying out loud.
Oh, she was so going to hell. Satan probably had a first-class, front row seat reserved in her name.
At least it was going to be an exciting ride.