God Bless America…

(murmuring) And the photographer who graciously used their talent to take that photo so it could be shared with myself and all the other sexual deviants like me…Annnnnd back to the subject matter at hand. No, no, eyes up front! Stay focused! I’m attempting to make this as short as possible so you lovely people can do me the honor of purchasing and enjoying my newest tale. I have to be honest here, this one was a bit of struggle; slightly out of my comfort zone even. Particularly because these two characters managed to break my heart and mend it all over again through every chapter. Coming from a family full of Marines and Navy men, I know first hand the struggles of being a soldier. Or better yet, being the spouse of a soldier, the father of a soldier, the mother, brother etc. It is, by no means an easy ride. And well, I found myself trying to find humor in something that could be devastating. Not all military stories have happy endings. Not all men and women get to come home whole. It took me a while before I was able to place the beat of my own drum against the base of Zuly and Fitz’s; before I was able to truly appreciate what my own characters were teaching me. Love knows no bounds.  If I didn’t realize that before, I suddenly took time enough to wipe my tears and evaluate that very thing after they were done with me. A SEAL’s Heart is close to MY heart and I hope that it becomes close to your own.

 

 

Excerpt: 

Fitz let her go, shaking his head. “I’m not doing this with you.” He picked up his cane and started around her.

“Yeah, that’s right,” she mocked with a glibness she didn’t really feel. “Walk right past Zuly because she’s your favorite toy. Because she’ll always be there for you to fall back on. Because you don’t really give a fuck how she feels. Because you’ll never love her the way she loves you…”

Zuly could sense the moment it happened; the moment she pushed too far.

He stopped in his tracks, shoulders tense as his cane once again hit the ground, fists clenching at his sides. Fitz turned slowly and grabbed her to him with a quickness that took the breath from her lungs. She had a second to search his face. “Fitz?”

Staring down at her, shadows playing against his features, Fitzgerald Donahue Carrigan leaned in and kissed her. It wasn’t light. It wasn’t sweet. It wasn’t romantic. There was a deliberate roughness in the way he pressed his mouth to her own; in the way he pried her lips apart with his tongue and swept it inside.

Zuly’s hands fisted in his shirt once again then went lax as she melted against him, his arms caging around her as he pulled her body just that much closer. One huge hand let go of her biceps to reach up and run through her hair, gripping the strands firmly and pulling her head back for his assault as he nipped her lips, sucking the bottom rim into his mouth then releasing it with a wet pop. The slight sting at her scalp failed to even register as he licked and nibbled his way up the side of her neck, gently gripped where her pulse hammered between his teeth. His other hand swept down her back and to her ass, squeezing in a firm caress that had Zuly panting with the exertion it took not to fall at his feet.

He kissed her like he owned her. Like he knew every secret valley and plane her body possessed. Like she’d been fantasizing about from the time she had her first self-produced orgasm while calling his name. Like he’d been waiting to do this for years. Fitz kissed her like she was his. And Zuly would acknowledge that, in this moment, she very much was. That right now she could never imagine the feel of another’s touch.

Then suddenly he stopped and she whimpered.

Pressing the same mouth that had stolen her ability to process what just happened to her ear, he whispered, “I love you more than you’ll ever be able to grasp. So much so that it’s almost biblical in its proportions. So much so that it could make God jealous. I smile for you. I laugh for you. I breathe for you. You hold me in the palm of your hand, Zuly. And there is no place else I’d rather be. But you need to go back. Now.” Fitz gently but firmly pushed her away from him and walked away.

This time, she let him.

 

A SEAL’s Heart is now available at Amazon! By all means, help yourself!!!

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One thought on “God Bless America…

  1. Ok Nikki, this is now on my TBR list. I loved this blurb! Now I want to know the story that got them to this place… Fitz and Zury. If the book is anything like the snippet, girl you have knocked it out of the park! Great job Nikki! I'll look forward to reading it.

    Great blog post too.

    Belinda

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