Title-The Man Without Rules
Series-Without Rules Series # 1
By- Tyffani Clark Kemp
Genre-Erotica
Expected Publication-September 5th, 2013
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"What are you doing?" she
chuckled.
"Keeping my distance, since
you're losing your will to fight me." He leaned both arms on the table and
let her see into him.
"How are we supposed to do
business with you so far away?"
Sebastian shrugged.
"Shout."
Mariss laughed and it was a happy
sound.
"Come down here, Bassy."
He liked it when she called him
that. Sebastian admitted it to himself as he stared at her from the end of the
table. What he wanted to do was take her mouth with his once more. He'd take
her body on this table if she'd let him. The thought alone made him ache again.
Mariss stood. She punched a button
on the wall and he heard the doors lock into place. Then she flipped a switch
and the glass frosted. No one could see in or out.
"That's handy."
"Shut up, Sebastian."
Mariss crossed the room and sat on the edge of the table in front of him. She
straddled his knees with her bare feet. Her toenails were painted a deep blood
red. Sebastian stroked one toe, unable to keep his hands to himself. Mariss
jerked it away, but when he looked up into her face she was biting her lip,
trying to keep from laughing.
"Does that tickle?"
"Stop talking, please."
"Why? Do you like it?"
Sebastian reached up and twisted a strand of her hair around his finger. It was
so soft. He leaned forward so he could press it to his nose. Berries.
Mariss was not gentle when she
reached behind his head and pulled his lips to hers. She nibbled at his lower
lip. Her fingers curled into his hair, tugging, pulling almost until it hurt.
Sebastian growled and shoved his tongue into her mouth. If she wasn't going to
be gentle, he wasn't either. He stood, pushing his chair back as he did. With a
hand pressed to her back, he leaned Mariss backward so he could get at her
neck. He scraped his teeth over the spot just below her ear that he knew she
liked. She melted in his arms, moaning so loudly he almost checked to see if
anyone heard. Her hips ground against his and there was no hiding the evidence
of what she did to him.
Sebastian smoothed her hair back
and kissed her again. He tasted her mouth, stroked her tongue with languid,
savoring strokes. She pulled him closer so her breasts were pressed against his
chest. He could feel her heart racing.
"Stop," she moaned.
"Do you really want me
to?" Sebastian bit her earlobe.
"Yes. Please. I can't."
Sebastian pulled back, but her
fingers tightened in his hair. She kept him there, her lips hovering just below
his. He could have her. He could take her right here in this room. She might
hate him afterward, but she'd come back for more. They always did.
"Let go," he commanded, his voice low. She let go
of his hair as if burned by it.
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Can you share the playlist you listened to while writing
‘The Man Without Rules’ with us?
There were really only two for this one, both by Benny
Benassi. lol
1. Who’s Your Daddy
2. Attention Whore
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Can you share your idea of the perfect soundtrack to ‘The
Man Without Rules’ with us?
Pretty much anything by Benny Benassi.
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Tyffani Clark Kemp has been writing since she discovered in
the sixth grade that it wasn’t enough just to read about fantastic places, but
she could create her own. She weaves small bits of herself into everything she
writes whether it be a science fiction piece about aliens or a dramatic romance
fraught with conflict and love. She lives in South Carolina with her family and
her fluffy shii tzu-mix dog who thinks he’s a Saint Bernard.
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