Excerpt of Falling Into Paradise by Kamy Chetty

"His eyes were gray. No blue. No gray. Damn she couldn't tell. His finger was travelling down her neck. Soft touches now. Down and down. She felt his finger graze the side of her breast. She took a deep, deep breath and then she bit down hard on her lip.

"I'm collecting on that rain check. We could use a night out."

There was only one explanation for her reaction. Men like Damon were born with the gene. The fall–for–me or regret it forever gene. That was the only explanation. It certainly didn't have anything to do with his bad–boy attitude, or the uniform although she always had a thing for a man in a uniform. But that was the old her. The less wise her. The her, who had let a man destroy her future.

"Damon, I know your type and I don't want to play."

His finger had it reached Nirvana and she was finding it hard to think of more reasons not to say yes. With his finger circling her nipple she could feel her blood racing, her breath slowing and heat pouring from every pore.

Liquid heat rushed out shamefully warning her he was dangerous. But his fingers wouldn't stop and her nipples were highly sensitized. She could feel the ache and she wanted him to pull up her shirt and feel his hands on her naked skin. But she couldn't ask for it.

"Your nipples tell a different story. They tell me you want me as much as I want you.""

Her mouth dried.

"Stop."

"Only if you ask me nicely."