Teaser from my upcoming novel, Fraternizing.

This is a military story, full of sexual tension, angst, as well as internal and external conflict!
Add it to your TBR!

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*unedited and subject to change*

He moved further into the room, like a wild animal about to pounce on its prey. My heart began beating erratically as tiny droplets of perspiration coated my hands, neck, and face. He was only inches away from me, that strong, husky scent of his infiltrating my nostrils, sending my overworked and unsatisfied libido into a tortuous overdrive.
"It won't happen again, I already know that." He moved even closer, his rock hard chest skimming my shoulder as he stepped around and to the back of me. "Do you know why I know that?"
"No, Sgt, I don't," I replied in an embarrassingly breathy tone, taking quick swallows, trying desperately to rid myself of the nerves that had flushed in like a catastrophic wave.
His lips were at the nape of my neck, making the hair stand up. All blood in my body seemed to be rushing to my clit, making it nearly impossible to continue standing there, holding on to what little self-control I had left.
He placed his lips on my neck, the moist plumpness thrilling every inch of me with the boldness of the move. He gently skimmed, sending prickles all over my skin. My breathing picked up and I shut my eyes, hoping I could reign myself back in, but that wasn't happening. I was falling deeper and deeper into the trap that his man seemed to have set for me, and I wanted him to just take me. I wanted him to forget about all of the boundaries and just make good on the desire that we were both withholding from one another.
"You won't do it again because I said you won't, and I can already tell the effect I have over your mind and body whenever I say anything to you," he huskily whispered, further weakening my already fragile hold on self-control.
His answer was certainly not what I had in mind.
I had no response.
I stood there, awestruck and yearning, hoping he would throw caution to the wind and rip my clothes from my body and lay into me.
That didn't happen either; instead, his hand made its way to my hip and gently slid up my torso, stopping in between my breasts. His lips were still gently placed on my neck, expelling small breaths that were working to unravel what little composure I seemed to have left. My head drifted back to meet his and I ever so softly placed my hand on his, guiding it over my now rock hard breasts that desperately wanted to be licked, sucked, and manhandled. I felt his cock spring to life and just as I reached back with my free hand to grab ahold of it, Angelica's voice startled us out of our moment.