IN MY ARMS TONIGHT by Sasha Clinton: Release Blitz, Excerpt, Teasers & Giveaway
What if you can’t help but hurt the person you love?Kat Cullen has it all—a staff writer position at the New York Times, beauty, independence—until she finds herself alone on the subway at night with a rapist. Saved by Alex Summer, a democratic candidate running for mayor of New York, she develops an unexpected friendship with him.Alex’s chaotic past is the kind of juicy scoop every political reporter dreams of—which is why he keeps it hidden. But as he starts falling in love with Kat, he opens up to her about his darkest secrets. What he doesn’t know is that Kat already knows all about him, and she’s on an assignment to expose his history.
Caught between truth, love and ambition, two people must figure out the politics of the heart.
Kat inched away, although what she really wanted to do was move closer and lick those tattoos on his chest. The familiar rush of heat that she experienced every time she was in his proximity returned.
“Alex, what do you think of romantic relationships between younger women and older men?” Kat blurted out, the filter in her brain incinerated by the strong urges she felt.
Alex closed the space between them. His breath filled her lungs. “I’m not sure how I’m supposed to answer that question.”
“The movie we’re watching… it’s about the president and his relationship with a younger woman. What’s your opinion on that?”
Wow, that was a smart comeback.
“She wants to kill him,” Alex said, dryly. “That’s my opinion.”
“But what do you think about the relationship? Do you think this type of relationship has potential?”
“Wouldn’t bet my money on it.” Alex rocked his head in sympathy for the fictional president.
“But does it always have to be this way? Couldn’t two such people have a good relationship?” Kat urged.
Instead of asking a simple, Do you want to do something about this atom bomb of an attraction between us? she was asking these useless questions, hoping he’d get the idea that she was referring to him and her.
Which he totally wasn’t, by the way.
“A morally corrupt politician and a psychopathic killer are hardly relationship material.” Alex balked.
Note to self: I suck at being indirect.
“No, that’s not what I meant.” Raising her hands in the air, she clapped. “For a minute, imagine this scenario. Suppose things were different. Suppose neither of the two people involved are psychopaths or evil power-mongers. For argument’s sake, let’s assume there is a fourteen-year age gap between them. And they’re mature enough to—”
Alex cupped her face, arresting her with his gaze. The hunger that she saw in his eyes threw her off balance.
“Kat, just say you want to kiss me.”
She didn’t have to think.
“I want to kiss you.” It was a hoarse, needy whisper that sounded as painful as it felt.
Wrapping one arm around her waist, he pulled her into his lap. “Good, because I want to kiss you, too.”
Pressing into her mouth, the hard lines of his lips enveloped her soft, rounded ones and his hand teased her breasts, sending sensations circling up her thighs into her core.
The gentle suckling grew into a war between their tongues, then into a full-blown mouth orgasm. They fought to savor each other’s lips and tongues, but impatience made it impossible for either of them to get enough.
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