Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Levi's Blue by M. Leighton ~ Exclusive Excerpt


Levi’s Blue

Four beautiful days.  Three steamy nights.  One breathtaking love.

Levi Michaelson.
He wanted four dates. Four opportunities to prove I could trust him. Four chances to change my mind about him.
I agreed.
Probably not my smartest decision. He was everything I knew to avoid—gorgeous, charming, sexy as hell—but I couldn’t help myself.  When he touched me the whole world disappeared. I should’ve known I could lose myself to him, that he could be the one man to destroy me.
I guess it’s true what they say—some things are too good to be true.  And Levi Michaelson might just be one of them.

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The moment I pull open the door, I’m wound into strong arms, dragged into the hall, and crushed against a broad chest. I land against him with a gasp, my palms splayed over two perfectly rounded pectorals.
“I forgot something,” Levi murmurs, and then his mouth is on mine.
This is no tentative kiss, no shy exploration.  This kiss is meant to consume. 
And consume it does.
Within seconds of flesh meeting flesh, I’m tilting my head to the side and parting my lips to let him in.
Levi Michaelson… He’s an explosion to every one of my senses.  He tastes like the wine we had with our gourmet hotdogs. We both laughed about the incongruity of it, but neither could deny how delicious the combination was.
He smells like the night air, as though it clings to him, cloaking him in its dark, satiny mystery.
He feels like every romance novel I’ve ever read.  Strong, warm, inviting.  Tantalizing, every angle and plane begging my fingers to touch. 
He moves against me so slightly I might not notice if I weren’t so attuned to sensation.  But I am, and I do notice.  He shifts as though he can’t get close enough. I know, because I feel it, too. 
I reach and grasp and cling, feeling him, feeling this kiss with every nerve, every surface, every sense.  The swipe of his tongue, the nip of his teeth, the rumble of his groan when I thread my fingers into his short, silky hair to pull him deeper.  He thrills every inch of me as effortlessly as the wind teases leaves on a tree.

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1 comment:

  1. I just finished this yesterday and adored it! Michelle nailed it again.