Exclusive Excerpt from MISSED CONNECTIONS

I haven’t drunk enough to pretend it’s the liquor talking. While I could blame the situation or the music or my loneliness, really I just want him so badly it hurts. Not so badly I can’t think straight, because all I have are straight lines—Jack and me heading straight upstairs, straight to my bedroom, and getting him naked straight away. No, my mind is very clear about what I want.

What I need.

What I’ve been waiting to happen for years, but have danced around because I cared too much about measuring up to the other girls he’s been with. Because I didn’t want to lose him as a friend, and have that screw up my friendship with Pete. Because he surrounds himself with temptation just like my mom did. Because instead of caring about all the fun we could be having together, I looked at it as something that had to be “forever” when it could just be “for now.”

He sits with his arm around me, stroking my hair as the cab stops at the curb by my apartment, unaware of my decision.

Tonight, I find I don’t give a flying fuck. I just want him hard, and fast, and… “Come upstairs.”

His inhale is audible, and his eyes widen before he leans closer to me and pauses. “What?”

“I said a lot of shitty things to you, and I’m sorry for them all. But I really need you tonight, and if you’re still interested—”

My sentence is cut off beneath the urgency of his lips pressing against mine, teasing a sigh from me. His hand brushes my forearm, my shoulder, my jaw, and traces the contour of my cheek before slipping to the nape of my neck and pulling me closer, deepening the kiss.

His tongue darts into my mouth and slides across mine gently, then more aggressively when I move mine around his in a quick spiral. My fists ball his shirt at his chest, pulling the fabric, trying to bring him closer. But we’re still in the freaking cab, and why isn’t teleportation a thing so I don’t have to break this contact to get him to my bedroom—because if this is what his kiss does to me, what’s sex with him going to be like?

I’ve got to find out. I break away from him with a gasp. “Upstairs.”

The cabbie clears his throat, and Jack throws some bills out of his wallet at him and opens his door. By the time I’ve fumbled mine open, Jack is already there. Stepping closer, he takes my hand and slams the door shut behind me.

Has an elevator ride ever taken so long? The slow circles he traces on the back of my hand with his thumb have me debating about stopping the elevator and dragging him into a stairwell to get him naked now, but then the elevator stops on my floor and we’re so close to my bed.

Door open, door closed, shoes were on, kick them off. No stopping to ask if he’d like something to drink. I pull him straight to the bedroom and turn to face him. His momentum crushes us together, and I press harder against him, wrap my arms around him, and grab that tight ass I’ve wanted to squeeze for years, grinding against him. This time, when my lips meet his, they’re curled into a satisfied smile because now there’s nothing stopping us but clothes and common sense.

One down.

His skin is smooth and warm beneath my hands, which I slide under the hem of his T-shirt before coaxing it over his head. Kissing down his throat and chest, lightly grazing it with my teeth, I’m rewarded with his intake of breath and his hands finding their way to my shoulders. He pulls me upright and kisses me hungrily. One hand wraps around, bending me back like a cobra, and he tangles his other hand in my hair, squeezing my body in his arms like he can’t get enough.

I want him on top of me. Now.

We’re riding the same lusty wavelength, because he straightens and pulls back. “Take your shirt off. I need to see you.”

“Take your pants off,” I counter. “I need to feel you.”

His jeans hitting my floor is the most glorious sound I’ve ever heard.

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Missed Connections by Tamara Mataya

Series: Summer Love, Book 1

ISBN: 9781492621218

Release Date: June 7, 2016

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About the Book

Missed Connection: I saw you standing there, and I was struck by your eyes. Gorgeous, but not as gorgeous as your smile.

Thanks to her job at a crazy New Age spa, what should have been a sizzling NYC summer is being hijacked by demanding hippie bosses. To unwind, Sarah spends her nights cruising Missed Connections, dreaming of finding an uber-romantic entry all about her. Of course, the moment she finds that Missed Connection, real life comes crashing down around her in a night of unbridled passion with someone completely different: totally off-limits Jack.

Best. Hookup. Ever.

Gorgeous and wealthy, hot as sin, Jack can give Sarah everything she needs—except an emotional connection. That she gets from her Missed Connection, the romantic stranger who never fails to make her swoon. But there’s only so much of Sarah to go around. Torn between the bad boy she can’t keep and the sensitive stranger who bares his soul online, her heart and body are soon in two very different relationships…or are they?

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Tamara Mataya is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, a librarian, and a musician with synesthesia. Armed with a name tag and a thin veneer of credibility, she takes great delight in recommending books and shushing people. She puts the ‘she’ in TWSS and the B in LGBTQIA+.

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