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After Christmas #Sale by @AnitaPhilmar

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This is the complete set for the price of one book $2.99.

1st Book – Black Dragon’s Blood

Amanda Spencer has spent years searching for clues to her first husband’s murder. Now, she is close, too close to let William VanHorn get in the way. He wants to claim her as his wife, but she doesn’t have time to satisfy the man’s needs. She wants answers, not sex.

Set on fire by Amanda, William won’t let the lady escape. If she wants answers, he’ll get them. As head of the Dragon Center, he has connections and nothing will stop him from capturing her heart.

Excerpt:

William blocked her path before she could take more than two additional steps; a gift of his blood to be able to react so quickly.

Her curse was to smell his heat, to know his need, to want him inside her, making her blood boil. Luckily, the human part of her nature controlled her actions, reminded her of past heartache.

“A woman with your level of dragon blood needs a man, needs to have his children.” His strong hand circled her forearm. She sensed the heavy pulse of his blood beating against her tender skin.

“Not a possibility, William, even if I did agree to marry you.” She tugged her arm from his grasp. “I’ve been married twice. In neither case did I have a child. With you, it would be no different.”

His eyes narrowed to slits. “Are you telling me you’re unable to bear children?”

“You’re an intelligent man, William. What do you think?”

“Your father didn’t tell me this.”

“Yes, well, why would he? It would have been counterproductive to his plan, wouldn’t it?” The angry tightening of his jaw told Amanda she’d gained her freedom.

Stepping around him, she slid the door open on the metal railing and stood for a moment staring at his back. Other more pressing business required her attention. If she was lucky, she could get home, pack and get out of town before William picked up her trail again.

“Good luck finding some other lady to meet your needs, William.”

 

Book 2 – Black Dragon’s Moon

Dragon Center agent, Dee Butterfield, finally has the job she’s always longed for. On her first assignment, her job is to protect sculptor, Scott VanHorn. His rich dragon blood tempts her into an affair that could not only jeopardize her career but possibly her life.

Determined to find out who killed his best friend, Scott poses as a struggling artist to help the Dragon Center investigate a corrupt art dealer. He has ulterior motives for requesting Dee as his protector, getting her in his bed not the least of them. However, Scott soon realizes his mistake.

When the mission becomes more dangerous than either of them anticipate, Scott’s black dragon blood stirs to protect Dee while hers calls for retribution.

Excerpt:

“It doesn’t matter you’re not looking at me as a potential mate. We’re only here to have a little fun.”

His dark eyes narrowed to small slits. “The terms of engagement?”

She stepped closer. Her silk covered breasts brushed against his broad chest. The sexy purr of the fabric whispered between them. “I’ll be honest I want to make love to you. But I’m not interested in anything more serious.”

“No ties,” His burning gaze ran over her face. Hot hands gripped her hips, “is that it?”

“You got it. I want to keep my job as a Dragon Center agent. That can’t happen if I get married.”

His eyes shifted to her mouth, hunger flared in their darkness. A swipe of his tongue moistened his lips. The hands on her hips slid over her backside, pressing her into his rock-hard erection. She shivered.

“We’re only going to have a little fun.” Her hands worked their way around his neck. “Agreed?”

He moved his lips within a breath of hers before he responded. “No.”

His mouth claimed hers. –

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Book 3 – Black Dragon’s Heart

Devoted chemist, Sarah VanHorn, lives for her research but fantasizes about loving Jake Ramsey. Her two worlds collide when the dragon center agent arrives to rescue her from the company suspected of producing chemicals dangerous to those with dragon blood.

Sarah’s not the only one with fantasies. Jake wants Sarah as his mate and he’s waited years to claim her. Now, under his protective custody—not to mention the influence of Syndetic’s sexual stimulant scenting the air—he can’t resist the fiery temptation to finally make her his.

But when tragedy strikes and their dreams are threatened, will Sarah sacrifice her career, Jake, and possibly her life to discover the answers? And will Jake let her?

Excerpt

The plan of waiting until after the final security check of the night before making his appearance raced through his mind. He couldn’t afford for any of the guards to overhear their conversation.

Had he over simplified things?

Before he determined his course of action, Sarah hit the magnetic mechanism of her dress. Her lush breasts fell forward, free from the confines of the material. She slid the garment off her shoulders and cupped her breasts, holding them in her delicate hands like a gift.

Jake almost swallowed his tongue. Desire pooled in his loins.

She exited his line of sight, and he took a silent breath to replace the one he’d been holding. The sweet scent of apple blossoms filled his lungs.

Dragon dung. He’d forgotten how an innocent woman smelled like pure paradise.

The blankets on her bed shifted. A rustling sound echoed through the room. He imagined her removing the rest of her clothes. A tick later, he caught a brief glimpse of her in a red robe, and then she stepped into the wash room.

The click of the door closing allowed him the freedom to shift his position. He cursed the dragon blood running through his veins. He normally redirected his lust without a problem, but with his current dry spell, Sarah’s scent slammed him against the limits of his self-control.

But she’d be under the blankets soon. A few deep breaths later, he relaxed and centered his mind on the strategy for their upcoming escape.

The door to the washroom whispered opened.

Her shadow passed directly in front of the screen, and then she slid into bed and the lights dimmed.

Her form shifted under the blanket. In a few moments, the guard would lock the outside bolt.

Then he’d explain his mission.

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Anita Philmar

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Killian Stone. Enough Said. Exclusive Naughty Snippet from NO MORE MASQUERADE

A sassy, sexy Saturday hello to everyone! Angel Payne here, filled with excitement at posting my first entry on the blog! I’d love to thank my fellow 69’er, Randi Alexander, for inviting me to be one of the writers presenting some naughty musings to you every month. What an honor it was when she contacted me, asking me to help her and all these talented ladies in the all-important cause of spreading our wicked fun throughout the world.

eBookCover_No-More-Masquerade_MIt’s a thrill to announce that I’ve got an especially sexy offering for you on my “virgin voyage”…LOL. Because this is the land of the smuttiest goddesses on earth, I’ve selected one of my most favorite—and filthiest—snippets from my new release in the Secrets of Stone series, written in partnership with the awesome Victoria Blue. NO MORE MASQUERADE was just put out on November 4th, so this little peek is “fresh off the presses” for you.

The book is the second installment in the Secrets of Stone series. (Books 3 and 4—and perhaps 5!—will be released in 2015!) We hope you’ll take the plunge and come learn ALL the secrets with us. In the meantime, here’s a few minutes to help you steam up the windows a bit…

I groaned from the pounding, perfect impact of her bold, beautiful passion—and held nothing back on what I gave her in return. I let her pull at me, fill herself with me, wrap herself around me. I adored her for it. Clawed at her for it. Needed her more for it. I loved how she dug her nails into my skin, not leaving an inch between my neck and shoulders unmarked. I loved the pain that etched its way down my body in response, awakening my skin and my blood in all the best, hottest ways. I loved the roll of her tongue against mine, and the darling mewl of her pleasure at my taste. I loved savoring her in return, even sucking her tongue deeper into my mouth, delighting in the startled catch of her breath in response.

 And I loved how she couldn’t seem to get enough.

 Because I sure as hell couldn’t.

We all but stripped each other there on the floor, with her yanking at my T-shirt and me roaming beneath her sweater, at last snapping her bra free. I groaned when my fingers brushed her nipples, reveling as the sensitive skin puckered and stiffened for me.

In a frantic fever, I finally ripped my shirt free. A grin plastered itself to my lips as she eagerly did the same with her sweater.

I pushed off her bra myself, using the movement as an excuse to dip my mouth to each of her taut, needy swells. “Fuck,” I growled between licking and biting at the sweet strawberries, “you taste so good, baby. So damn good.”

After I turned her into a writhing, panting mess, I hitched up, forcing myself to look at her. Really look at her. We’d done this just ten days ago and I’d turned the after-party into an emotional blood bath. If she needed to talk, go slower, or put this locomotive on full brakes, I needed to know now. I wasn’t sure my cock would be on board with any new track changes after this point.

“Talk to me,” I urged. “What do you need? What do you want? Say the word and it’s yours.”

Say the word and I’m yours.

I loved being the witness when a deeper point connected for her. The glint of golden triumph in her eyes. The impish delight that snuck into her dimples. Yet as she gathered the full impact of my words, her beauty was tripled—because it was magnified by her love.

“You really want to know?” When I only nodded slowly in acquiescence, she went on, “What I want, Mr. Killian What’s-Your-Face, is for you to make me forget everything in this room exists except that bed. And us in it.”

Goddamn. Nobody but Claire could rev me so fast from desire to lust. A handful of words, and I really was hers. A long, fire-infused stare later, and I was ready to grant her wish in all the ways she dreamed—and maybe a few she hadn’t.

“I meant it, you know.” I declared it as I sat back on my haunches and brought her knees forward, giving me the chance to untie her boots and slide them off her feet. “I’m your genie, baby. Your wish is my desire…” I paused, biting my lower lip for emphasis. “Right after you feed mine.”

Her eyes flared. Then darkened. “Of course, genie,” she breathed. “Command me. Use me in any way you need to stoke your…magic ways.”

I rose to my feet and brought her along with me. Keeping our bodies nearly entwined, I claimed her in a deep, sweeping kiss that left out the coy and cautious this time. I spread her lips as far as she’d let me, stabbing my tongue at hers in open caveman possession. Claire, her blood already spiked from fighting off the asses in the alley, scratched all the way down my chest. I broke our kiss to reward her with hisses as she tore her way down my pecs, barely giving my nipples a bye on the slashes. When she was done, I impaled her with a stare that gave her no choice of reaction. She was going to obey me. Period. She licked her lips for a fast second, conveying how she already agreed.

“Walk over there,’ I instructed. “To the bed. Strip for me. Then stand and wait for me.”

She lifted a sultry smile that turned my heart into mush and my cock into stone. “As my genie wishes.”

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TALL, DARK AND ALPHA Blog Tour – What is an Alpha!

Tall, Dark & Alpha: An Alpha is Masculine

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Thank you for hosting us today. We’re excited to talk about the alpha trait masculinity and our stories for the boxed set Tall, Dark & Alpha as we try to figure out: what IS alpha?

An Alpha is Masculine

From his searing gaze to his rock-hard torso, the alpha man is all male. His masculinity fills all five senses. Only a real man can make her feel like a woman.

The alpha hero in Rock My Boat by Afton Locke, a paranormal romance, is a shape shifter. Picture a muscular guy in uniform with a five o’clock shadow and fierce, dark eyes focused on YOU. Simon is tall, dark, and alpha. Need we say more? (Once addicted to the sea, you can’t escape its pleasures.)

Silver Tongued Devils by Dawn Montgomery, a sci-fi romance, has two alpha heroes. Na’varr has never wanted for female company. Only one woman, however, has ever matched his needs: Raesa. Brom is a hybrid of human and cat DNA. His body was built for sin but his heart has never been touched. Until Raesa. (She was always one step from hell until she found redemption in their arms.)

In Fight for Love by Delaney Diamond, a contemporary romance, the alpha hero is a former professional wrestler. Rafael is all man and filled with testosterone. He’s used to women coming onto him, but he only cares about impressing and pleasing one woman – Rebekah. (A former pro wrestler fights to hold onto the woman he lost, but still loves, and the son he never knew existed.)

The alpha hero in Crazy by Eve Langlais, a paranormal romance, is a vampire. Tall dark and handsome. Zane is the ultimate bad vampire oozing sex appeal and danger. (Ella hears voices and they don’t like anyone.)

In Sex With an Ex by Eve Vaughn, a contemporary romance, the alpha hero is a lawyer. Ethan Boudreaux is the kind of man women want and men want to be like. His tight, toned body is every woman’s wet dream come true. (When two divorcees reunite in the bedroom, the sex is hotter than ever, but can their hearts survive the second time around?)

The alpha hero for In Her Wildest Dreams by Farrah Rochon is a CEO chocolatier. With a body sculpted by years of pick-up basketball games with his boys and mixing up batches of luscious chocolate, Gavin has a body to die for.  (When the woman of his dreams asks him to create a Valentine’s Day fantasy, Gavin plans to show her just how sweet their reality could be.)

In Two Cops, a Girl and a Pair of Handcuffs by Paige Tyler, a contemporary romance, the heroes, Reed and Hayes, are both cops and hot, hunky guys, something the heroine, Cilla, appreciates. (Working the late shift just got a whole lot more fun!)

The alpha hero in Chase and Seduction: Hot Country Series, Book 1 by Randi Alexander, a contemporary romance, is a musician. Chase Tanner, country western superstar, broke his personal best record for orgasms the night he and Reno Linden first made love – even though it took all night and a whole box of condoms. (Come backstage and get your hands on country superstar Chase Tanner!)

In Tall, Dark & Apocalyptic by Sam Cheever, a paranormal romance, Audie, the alpha hero, is a bounty hunter.

story snippet:

The sound of his footsteps across the littered floor was like a series of cannon blasts, and she winced under every one. His massive arms arched from his sides as he walked, the huge hands loosely fisted. He held a long knife in one hand. Thick, muscular legs stuck out from underneath a bloody and tattered kilt, the burgundy and black pattern barely visible under the filth of an extended battle.

Yeira noted the blade in his hand, knowing it was meant for her.

He stopped a foot away, his intense, dark-blue gaze sweeping over her. “My god, woman. You look like hell.”

(A grand passion in an apocalyptic world. A love beyond reason and without boundaries.)

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Blurb

He makes your heart pound and melts your resistance away. He promises you a world of passion and you find it impossible to resist his dark charm. When he catches your eye across the room, you know he means business. He could be an executive, cop, shape shifter, or a bad boy looking for a little fun. Once he has you in his sights, you can’t get away—and after one sizzling night in his arms, you won’t want to. He’s Tall, Dark & Alpha. The alpha male is the ultimate indulgence…the richest dark chocolate…and we’re offering him to you in abundance.

Delve into the sensual worlds of award-winning authors: Randi Alexander, Koko Brown, Sam Cheever, Delaney Diamond, Eve Langlais, Afton Locke, Dawn Montgomery, Farrah Rochon, Paige Tyler, and Eve Vaughn. Immerse yourself in the alpha male experience.

Featured Story – Rock My Boat by Afton Locke

Blurb

Workaholic CEO Rhonda Simms embarks on a Caribbean cruise to create an ad campaign for a big maritime freight client. She finds it impossible to concentrate, however, when Simon Mann, a blue marlin shifter, sets his sights on her. From a private, hands-on safety briefing to a wild ride in the ocean, he rocks her ordered world.

Simon drowned years ago in a shipwreck caused by Rhonda’s client, and he’ll do anything to be a normal man again. As his mate, Rhonda is the only person who can help him.

Tired of being so responsible, Rhonda is ready to let loose with a shipboard fling. Mating with Simon could cost a lot more than her virginity, however. Will she stick to her present course or will she let this sexy alpha rock her boat?

Excerpt (explicit)

“I’ve never appreciated heartless decisions CEOs make that affect people’s lives.”

Maybe that explained why he seemed to have a need to control everything, including her.

“We’re not all heartless.”

“Maybe not.” The pad of his finger brushed her cheek. “I didn’t know they could be so sexy either.”

A second call came through, announcing another mini crisis. If only she’d stayed home so she could keep things running. By the time this cruise from hell was over, Simms Creative Advertising Agency would probably be in ruins.

When the call ended, Simon snatched the phone out of her hand.

“What are you doing?” That rectangle of metal and plastic was the lifeline to her business.

“Throwing this thing into the ocean so we can have some peace.”

“The hell you are!”

Her heart pounded as she grabbed it from him. Maybe he was right. The constant interruptions would make it hard to work on her campaign, and the international rates were probably costing her a fortune. He was the next distraction she needed to get rid of. She turned the phone off and stowed it in her tote bag.

That must have been the signal he was waiting for because he also put her pen and notebook in the bag.

“Simon, you have to go.”

Instead of answering, he scooped her into his arms and crushed her body against his. The scrape of his unshaven jaw across her cheek was her only warning before he kissed her. It was more of an assault than a kiss. His mouth clamped to hers, opening and filling her with his slashing lips and tongue.

“Look, you alpha brute. Who do you think—?”

He swallowed the rest of her sentence with another brutal kiss while he gripped the back of her neck.

Too senseless to breathe, she clenched his shoulders, fisting the shirt fabric as her back arched above the cushion. His salty taste tingled on her tongue, whipping it into a frenzy. She wanted more, more, more.

Despite being in public, she couldn’t suppress a soft moan. Need, hot and slick, coated the seat of her bathing suit. When he tugged one strap off her shoulder, she shivered with longing and thrust her bare breast toward his mouth.

Her body was his now, completely beyond her control.

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New Release! Hot Cop Romance! HANDS-ON TRAINING – the Fifth Book in The Badge Bunnies Series!

I’m so excited to announce that HANDS-ON TRAINING, the fifth book in my Badge Bunnies Series is now available!

Happy Reading!

This hot cop is only too happy to give her private lessons!

Texas State Trooper Blake Jordan can’t afford to get distracted on the job, but he can’t take his eyes off the beautiful woman in his concealed carry handgun class. With soft feminine curves and eyes he just about gets lost in, Trista Durant is enough to make him forget his own name.

Trista’s been drooling over Blake since the moment he walked in the classroom. His broad shoulders, big biceps and sexy voice are enough to almost melt off her panties.

When the hot cop acts completely professional despite the sultry smiles she sends his way, she realizes she’s going to have to give up on getting him in her bed, or do something drastic to make it happen —like failing the hands-on portion of the class so she can get some time alone with him. Blake is only too happy to give Trista private lessons, and soon shows her what real hands-on training is all about.

Who knew shooting a gun could be so much fun? Give a whole new meaning to the term keep your weapon pointed in a safe direction at all times.

Excerpt:

“You seemed comfortable handling the weapon when it was unloaded. It wasn’t until you got on the line with a loaded weapon that you started having a problem, so I think we should start there.”

Trista groaned inwardly. The possibility of romance was dropping by the second here. Blake seriously thought she wanted a firearms lesson.

She picked up her pistol. “Should I just start shooting at the target?”

“Let’s work on your stance first and get you comfortable with the weapon. Then we’ll do some shooting.”

Trista turned to face the target—feet together, pistol held in both hands with arms fully extended at shoulder height. “Like this?”

“Not quite.” Blake lifted his hand, then stopped. “Do you mind if I touch you? It’s easier to show you than to tell you.”

Now you’re talking.

“Go ahead.” She had to fight to keep the grin off her face. “If you think it will help.”

Her pulse quickened as Blake went around to stand in back of her. Without a word, he placed his boot in between her feet, gently nudging them apart. When she automatically spread her legs, he slipped one of his between her thighs to widen her stance. When she’d said she wanted Blake between her legs, this wasn’t what she’d had in mind. Not that she was complaining. She’d take him any way she could get him.

He wrapped his arms around her and clasped her hands in his. He was so big and strong she couldn’t help but feel tiny in his embrace, and it was all she could do not to moan as the hard planes of his chest pressed against her back. She knew he was only demonstrating the proper stance to help her shoot better, but at the moment, all she really cared about was how the contours of his body fit hers.

“See how much more stable you are in this position?” Blake’s voice was right next to her ear. “Wider is always better.”

She couldn’t agree more. “I see that now.”

Unable to help herself, she pushed her ass back until she brushed against something firm and unyielding. She was pretty sure it wasn’t his belt buckle.

“Relax your arms some,” he instructed. “Your shoulders are really tense.”

She obeyed, wiggling back a little more as she let her arms relax. This time, her ass definitely met with resistance. If that was his cock she was rubbing up against and not a weapon of another sort, then Blake wasn’t quite as professional as he wanted her to think. Or at least a certain part of his anatomy wasn’t.

“I know you won’t be able to think about breathing in a crisis situation. But right now, let’s focus on good technique.” His voice was smooth as honey in her ear. “Take a deep breath and hold it.”

She inhaled, letting the air fill her lungs—and expand her breasts quite nicely. From where he stood looking over her shoulder, Blake would have had to be oblivious to miss the view down her blouse as she put on her best heaving-bosom routine.

“Beautiful,” he whispered.

He tightened his arms around her, pulling her back against him. Oh, yeah. That was definitely his cock back there. He was getting harder by the second.

“Now, just squeeze your finger gently on the trigger,” he commanded. “It should surprise you when it goes off.”

She slowly pulled the trigger. The hammer fell with a distinct click.

“That was perfect. You didn’t flinch at all,” he said. “Let’s try it now with the clip loaded.”

Trista almost groaned in disappointment when he moved away from her to load the magazine of her 9mm. She leaned her hip against the counter and watched as he worked. Damn, he had some nice hands. She could just imagine what they’d feel like roaming over her naked body. When he was done, he held out a set of hearing protection— the kind that cut out almost all the sound.

She frowned as she took the earmuffs. “I won’t be able to hear your instructions with these on. Shouldn’t we use the foamy things.”

His mouth quirked. “The foam earplugs, you mean? No. The earmuffs muffle the sound better. Don’t worry. I’ll be right behind you, guiding you by touch. All you have to do is focus on the target.”

Like she was going to be able to focus on anything with him touching her. That silly paper target positioned halfway down the shooting range was going to be the last thing on her mind.

After he was once again standing behind her, Blake leaned close to her ear for one last set of instructions before she put the muffs in place. “You have a full magazine, but I want you to take your time and try to make every shot perfect.”

She picked up her Lady Smith 9mm and sighted in on the target. Having all that rock-hard muscle pressed up against her was even more distracting than it’d been before, and her hands began to shake. Blake immediately wrapped his arms around her, his hands supporting her wrists—which only made her tremble more. The way the inside of his arms pressed against the sides of her breasts was doing all sorts of delicious things to her body.

Trista relaxed back, subtly rubbing her ass against his erection. Blake didn’t pull away. If anything, he tugged her a little closer. He was trying to seduce her.

Hot damn.

She forced herself to focus enough to actually aim in the general direction of the target and squeezed out a shot. She didn’t give a damn where the bullet hit, but she did use the recoil as an excuse to bump her ass back into Blake’s hard-on. She took a breath and held it, then pulled the trigger again. When she leaned back against him this time, she gently rotated her ass in blatant invitation. Blake must have approved because he slid his hands down her bare arms until his fingertips brushed the sides of her breasts.

The contact was teasing, questioning, as if he wanted to make sure this was what she wanted.

Man, this was so what she wanted.

Keeping her pistol pointed in a safe direction, she turned her head until their eyes met. The heat in his made her pulse skyrocket. She wanted to say something flirty and suggestive, but she’d have to shout to be heard over the ear protection they wore, and that wouldn’t be very sexy at all. So instead, gaze still locked with his, she slowly and deliberately grazed his scuff-roughened jaw line with her lips. That must have been good enough for Blake. When she turned back to send another 9mm downrange, he slid his hands under her breasts to cup them through her shirt. Needless to say, that round went wide of the target. Hell, she wasn’t sure she even hit the wall behind it. She didn’t care. She was just happy he’d finally gotten the message she’d been sending his way.

She took a deep breath, letting her breasts fill Blake’s big hands. She thought she might have moaned, but she couldn’t tell over her earmuffs. She doubted her shooting instructor had, either. That was okay. She’d make sure he knew exactly how much she enjoyed what he was doing later.

Behind her, Blake bent to nuzzle her neck. His mouth was warm on her skin, and she tipped her head to the side to give him plenty of room. Steadying the weapon, she squeezed off a lazy shot at the target and hit it dead center.

Hmm, nothing like getting her breasts fondled to improve her focus.

She loved a man who knew how to use his mouth, and Blake certainly fell into that category. His lips on her neck were doing crazy things to her body, and she shivered as goose bumps chased over her skin. And when he traced his tongue along the pulse line of her jugular all the way from her collar bone up to her ear? Well, she just about melted. She was on the verge of dropping her Smith and Wesson when a sharp nip of teeth brought her back to reality. She tried to get herself under control, but she couldn’t.

She was already drunk from the first little touch.

She let her head fall back, silently begging him for more. And more was exactly what he gave her. Oh God, could a woman have a neckgasm? If his mouth felt that good there, what was it going to feel like on her nipples? Or her pussy? She trembled at the thought.

She was so caught up in what Blake was doing above the collar of her shirt she almost didn’t realize he’d started unbuttoning it until she felt cool air on her skin. Her heart beat faster. He stopped halfway from the bottom to motion toward the target with his chin.

Trista blinked. He wanted her to keep shooting? Was he nuts? She was so blurry-eyed from excitement she was starting to worry about their safety. But he was insistent, nudging her again.

She lifted her 9mm and took a deep breath, doing her best to lock her eyes on the man-shaped silhouette hanging from the cable. The task was made more difficult by the fact that Blake had finished with the buttons on her shirt and had wrapped his hands around her satin-covered breasts. She hadn’t thought her shirt had been that thick, but the increase in sensation let her know that was a lie. Her nipples tightened almost painfully against her bra.

Blake gave her a sharp nip on the neck to put her back on task. She lifted her head, took another breath and held it, then squeezed off a shot at the head of the target.

Hmm, another hit. She’d better be careful, or Blake might catch on to her game.

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To check out the other books in the series, check out the links below!

SEDUCING OFFICER BARLOWE
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksSeducingOfficerBarlowe.html

 

TWO COP, A GIRL AND A PAIR OF HANDCUFFS http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksTwoCopsAGirlAndAPairOfHandcuffs.html

 

A COP, HIS WIFE AND HER BEST FRIEND http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksACopHisWifeAndHerBestFriend.html

 

RIDE-ALONG
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksRideAlong.html

 

 

*hugs*
Paige

Sexy Romantic Fiction!

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