Wednesday, May 20, 2015

The Wolf and his Earth Goddess by @Maiadylanauthor #Erotic #PNR

Thank you, Nicole, for hosting me today.  I am very excited to be sharing with you all the first in my Shifters of Freedom Springs series, The Wolf and his Earth Goddess.  This book released on May 20 with Siren Publishing.  If your readers would like to they can post questions to me on Twitter using the following hashtag #FreedomSprings and tag me using @Maiadylanauthor and I will answer them as I see them.


CASSADEE SINGS THE BLUES – GREY RIVER 2

What would you do if you featured in a prophecy that if left unsolved meant the end of the world?  Casey Rika went camping!  Despite being a powerful Elemental, she got shot twice, left for dead in the middle of the forest and ended up in the arms of the wolf from her dreams.

As the Earth Elemental determined by birth, and chosen by a goddess, Casey had until the first day of summer to solve her part of the prophecy, and start the journey to save a goddess caught in the Otherworld, and defeat a God.  How hard could that be?

Micah Winters rescue mission into the national park where he worked as a ranger, became personal as soon as he realized it was his mate he was rescuing.  Now, Micah really only had one goal – help his mate solve the prophecy and keep her alive. 

**erotic romance, ménage a trois, paranormal, shape-shifter, anal sex, double penetration

BOOK COVER…



















The story…



PG EXCERPT:
“How did you know I was your mate?” Micah asked suddenly, and Casey smiled. She had been wondering when this was going to come up again.
“Well, because of- let’s just say circumstances in my life beyond my control, I have a very strong interest in the super natural.  I have met with, and spoke to a lot of shifter communities and leaders over the years.  I met the Sharman for one of the northern wolf packs who told me I was the mate to a wolf, and that he would come for me when I was in danger. He told me that I would recognize you immediately and would feel the mating bond form and I did.” 
Casey smiled shyly as Micah’s eyes softened as he looked at her.  She had left out a few other indications like the fact that she had dreamed about him for years, but if he didn’t remember those dreams then perhaps the Fates had only meant them for her.
“I learnt a lot from each and every person I spoke with, and the fact that for wolf shifters you won’t fully merge with your inner wolf spirit until you actually scent your mate was something I found beautiful.” Casey was quiet for a moment as she struggled to but her thoughts into words.
“That moment when you scent your mate and everything aligns within you, it’s like the coming together of heart, body and soul and it is so beautiful to me. What was it like for you?”
Micah smiled. “It was exactly how my dad described it to me and my brothers.  I scented you and felt this huge swell of power and strength and it dropped me to my knees.  I had to fight my wolf for control for a moment, the merge shook the both of us I think, but I managed to force the change back to human. “
“Can he force you to change form?”
“Before meeting you, there was always the possibility of that.  He’s a strong wolf, and quite stubborn.  They need to be allowed to exercise and take control in order to cede control at other times if that makes sense.  It is a privilege and an honor to have a wolf spirit, and he and I will work as one to protect you from now on.”
“I’m not quite sure what we do now?” she asked after a moment.
“Yeah, you and me both, sweetheart.” Micah cleaned up their breakfast and then moved to sit facing her on the bed. “I wasn’t exactly looking for a mate, Casey.”
Casey felt her heart shudder at a sudden thought. “Oh God, do you have a girlfriend?” Jealousy bloomed through her body with a speed that surprised her.
Micah grinned, the bastard. “No, I don’t, baby. But I do like that jealous streak you have going there. Makes my dick hard.” If he expected her to blush and get all embarrassed because he used the word dick, then he was tripping. And he had never met a woman who wrote erotic romances for a living.
“Well, that’s good to know, and I can assure you that there are a lot of things I can do that will make your dick hard.” She winked at him when his jaw dropped open a little. “What? Did you think I’ve never seen a hard dick before or to that point, never even touched one?” This time it was his eyes that sparked with jealousy, and she liked it too. A lot.
“Yeah, new rule. No more talking about other dicks you’ve seen and certainly none that you’ve touched, deal?” Grinning, she nodded. Then his eyes lowered to her lips. His eyes darkened when she wet her suddenly extremely dry lips. He made a low growling noise that had her creaming herself. Hot damn, he was one hot shifter. His eyes suddenly changed from steel gray to pale blue, telling her that his wolf was near the surface.
He wrapped his hand around the nape of her neck, pulled her into him, and then he just devoured her. She had no other word for it—one minute she was in control of herself and then he simply took over, leaning up and over her bending her to his will. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, gliding it over hers, twining them together, and when she sucked on his tongue, he growled. Then he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth.
Pulling away, she took a moment to get her equilibrium back before she opened her eyes. When she did, she saw him smiling gently at her. When she smiled back, he stroked his fingers over her cheek. “When you get the all clear to leave, would you come home with me?” His tone was hesitant, as if fearing her rejection. Silly wolf, did he not own a mirror?
“I think that would a really good idea.” She watched a smile spread across his face, one that matched her own. Then she reached up, mirrored his move from moments before, and pulled him down for another kiss.
© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015

Excerpt R
Casey mewled and Micah felt her start to tremble. Rotating his hand so that his palm almost cupped her, his fingers found the bumpy ridge inside her that was going to blow her mind. As her trembling started to grow, he swirled his tongue around her clit and pulled it into his mouth. Just as she started to convulse, he fucked her hard with his fingers, sliding them high up into her against the sweet spot that would have her coming hard. And come hard she did.
“Fuuuuucccckkkk!” Her scream echoed through his room and he growled as cream gushed from her pussy. She had released so much he had to swallow repeatedly. Fucking ambrosia. If he had his way, he would do this every damn day for the rest of his fucking life! Not leaving her through the intense orgasm, he licked and slowly brought her down from the heights he had driven her too.
He felt her slump forward and he helped her to slide down his body so that she was straddling his lap and her head was buried in his neck. She was breathing hard and little shocks of pleasure still racked her body. Micah had pleasured her well and he felt invincible. He would have enjoyed it more if he wasn’t harder than he had ever been in his life and needing to be buried inside of her more he had needed anything else in his life.
Casey suddenly groaned and pulled back to look at him. He gently drew the long strands of her long dark hair over her shoulders. Damn she made his heart ache. Her green eyes sparkled and her grin was sleepy, satisfied, and contented as hell. “Jesus, Micah, you sure know how to treat a woman!” She leaned forward and sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, nibbling on it. “But I need something more. Fuck me, Micah, please?” She started nibbling on his earlobe and he felt his eyes roll back into his head.
“Christ, Casey! You keep doing that and I’m gonna fuck you here on the floor.” Micah moaned as she bit into the fleshy part of his shoulder. The placement not lost on him. When he eventually claimed her, that would be the spot on her shoulder he’d sink his teeth into and make her his. She surprised the hell out of him then by leveraging herself up so she could grasp his cock in her hand, and she guided him into her body. The warm, wet heat of her pussy fit him like a glove, and just as she was about to take all of him, she swiveled her hips, making him jerk.
“Fuck, baby, you fit me so damn well. Your pussy is soft and wet around my dick.” He felt her pussy ripple around him and he threw his head back with a shout. “Oh yeah, do that again.” She leaned back, gripping his shoulders for leverage, and then ground against his hips while massaging him from the inside. He growled and groaned as she gave him the hottest damn lap dance in history, all while he knelt on the floor of his bedroom.
A sudden thought occurred to him and had him freezing. “Casey baby, not that I wouldn’t love to see you swollen with my child, but are you on birth control?”
She gave him a smile as she bit her lip, nodded, and then started moving harder against him. Sooner than he would have liked, she had him hovering near madness, and he knew his eyes would be flashing blue. Growling, he lifted up to kneel and Casey gasped in his ear as she wrapped her long sleek legs around his waist and held on. He knew he wouldn’t be able to make it up onto the bed, so he simply rolled and laid her down on the bedroom rug, still buried balls deep inside her. He pulled her legs higher up his hips, grabbed her arms, and put them up over her head with her wrists clasped in one of his hands.
He breathed deep, taking the smell of their arousal and the earthy smell of sex into his lungs. He locked gazes with her and then slammed his hips into her, making her body bounce and her eyes widen. “Can you handle it, baby?” he asked, holding himself back with all the strength he had in his body. His muscles were locked so damn tight he thought they might actually snap. If she said she needed slow, he didn’t know what the hell he would do.
Then she gave him a smile so sexy, so damn wicked he cursed. “Handle it? Baby, I can handle anything you can dish out, and more. Now, fuck me hard! Take me like you mean it.” And that was it. The tight hold he had on his control snapped and he started to slam his hips into hers, driving pleasure into every cell of his body as she lifted her hips to meet every one of his thrusts.

© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015


Five questions for the author
Q: What was the inspiration for this series?
A:  I love writing about shifters, and alphas.  The complexity to their personalities and the attitudes you can create with them are really intriguing.  You add into strong heroines who have the ability to manipulate the natural elements and have to solve a prophecy in order to save the world and you have the type of book I love to read and write.

Q:  Was if fun including little shout outs to New Zealand in this book?
A: Definitely.  I am very proud to be from New Zealand and we have such a rich and diverse culture that being able to plant little kiwi-isms and shout outs to New Zealand is so much fun.  Casey’s sister Ariana, who we learn a little bit about in this book, is from New Zealand and is of Maori heritage, so I am looking forward to sharing more aspects of this culture with you all in the following books of this series.

Q.  Does each part of the prophecy give us a little insight into what the other elementals might face and a short hint into the stories?
A.  Hmmmm, how to answer this question.  Yes they do, but not entirely.  Each of the Elementals need to complete their individual prophecy journey to see what role they play in freeing Olwen.  But each one also has a very personal journey that needs to be completed at the same time.  There will be tears, blood shed and a whole heap of having to lend a hand to help a friend in need and that is a part of this series that I love writing.

Q.  What are you working on at the moment?
A.  Grey River has so many stories to tell, and I am currently working on Xanthe’s story.  Xanthe has a lot going on in her life at the moment and when her past crashes into her present… well, let’s just say shit gets real!!  I am also working on book three of this series and boy oh boy!  There are some scenes in this book that I am finding very hard to write, characters I love in so much danger makes Maia a very nervous author!

Q.  Do you have anything to say to your current readers or to those that haven’t yet read you work?
A.  Thank you to all my readers who are enjoying the Grey River series.  I do hope you will give the Shifters of Freedom Springs a try.  All of the characters are looking forward to taking you on their journey to save the world and hope you’ll go along for the ride.  It is always a treat for me to hear from my readers so please reach out with a question or a query if you would like and I look forward to sharing more stories with you!

Author bio:
Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand.  She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father. 
Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books.  Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library.  She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.
In January of this year, Maia submitted her first ever manuscript to Siren Publishing.  She wasn’t at all confident that it would be accepted and in fact she was expecting a nicely worded email with a resounding no!  Much to her surprise less than two weeks later she had an acceptance and a signed contract in hand.  Since then she hasn’t looked back and currently has three books in her Grey River series set for publication.
Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook!  Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow.  She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.
Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can.  As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!
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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Books Boyfriends Cafe - Summer Lovin' with @MelCurtisAuthor #Contemporary #Romance


I write both sweet and hotter romance. One of my steamier romances – Cora Rules – is featured in the Book Boyfriends Café Summer Lovin’ set. That’s book 3 of my Hollywood Rules series.

A few books back, an editor of mine wondered if one of my heroes was too alpha for sweet readers.  I’ve since gone back and looked at my heroes. I admit, sometimes my sweet romance heroes are less alpha than my hotter romance hunks.

But I wondered. And so I've devised a non-scientific Man Bracket, just like you'd see for March Madness.  I used movie and TV heroes to fill the bracket choices.  Now it's up to you to decide.  There are two brackets - one for fantasy heroes and one for actors in a role.  There are alpha and beta heroes here as well. Choose a winner for each bracket and post your ultimate hero below. Was your man alpha or beta? One lucky commenter will receive a free ebook of their choice from my back list.


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Bio/Info
Melinda Curtis is an award winning, USA Today bestselling author.  She writes the fun and sexy Hollywood Rules series featured in Book Boyfriends Café Summer Lovin’. Jayne Ann Krentz says of Blue Rules (Book 2): “Sharp, sassy, modern version of a screwball comedy from Hollywood's Golden Age except a lot hotter.”  Melinda also writes sweet romantic comedy (Bridesmaid series) and light-hearted sweet romances for Harlequin Heartwarming (Harmony Valley series). Brenda Novak says: “Season of Change has found a place on my keeper shelf”







Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Finding Holland [Grand Oak Springs 3] by @GraceRyles



Finding Holland (Grand Oak Springs, #3)A betrayal six years ago sent Holland Mathers's world spinning. Forcing her to flee the only place she'd ever known and the only men she'd ever loved. Vowing to move on from the past lands her in a local dungeon being manhandled by her date, Mitchel. The men who come to her rescue are none other than the objects of her desire, the men she thought she'd lost forever.

Adrian Reyes and Oliver Edwards have loved Holland ever since the day they found her on the side of the road. Their relationship lasted only six months, but that was enough for them to spend all of their time searching for her when she fled their small town, without an explanation. Knowing that without her they will never be complete, they are determined to show her that their love can overcome whatever she is hiding from them.

A chance encounter leads them to reuniting again, but things aren't that simple. Can they find a way back into her heart and bed or will they lose her forever?

** A Siren Erotic Romance


Excerpt:


“You want this cock, doll? You want me to shove it down your throat so you can swallow my cum?” She nodded her assent.

Walking right into her personal space, Adrian smeared his seed across her lips, temping her to open for him. “Go ahead, Holland. Show me what I’ve been missing. You know how I like it, baby.” She parted for him and he felt his first taste of heaven in six years. Her pert little tongue poked out and licked up the drop of pre-cum leaking from his tip. She delved into the slit begging for more of his cream. That wicked tongue then snaked around the head, slurping, tasting his flavor. “God, baby doll. So damn good, take me deep now.” Without any hesitation, Holland took him deeper into the recess of her mouth. He knew his cock was too big for that tiny orifice but that wouldn’t stop him from making her take more of him, as much as her little mouth could handle. With enough training she would take him all in a single pass. He continued to let her explore, taking him into her mouth in long passes, then hollowing out her cheeks on each withdrawal. Normally he wouldn’t allow this much control, he needed to be the leader, the one in charge, but right now he would indulge her. Give her this chance to become accustomed to his girth this one time. When she was finally ready to enter into the type of relationship they had previously, he would fuck her mouth with intemperance. For now he would enjoy the ride.
The feel of her walls contracting to keep him in as he withdrew was enough to send Oliver over the edge. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself not to come too soon. It had been so long since he had felt her tight wet heat. At first he forced himself to go slow, take his time to ease her into the feel of his large shaft fucking her. But once she gave him her consent he couldn’t hold back. He continued to shuttle into her, hitting every wall and the sensitive tissues of her pussy. Angling slightly, he positioned himself to hit the one place he knew would send her over the edge. He wanted her wanton and so filled with pleasure that she would never deny them again. Oliver just had to hold back long enough to get her off. It was almost too much for him when Holland started sucking Adrian. He knew how that mouth felt, dreamt of it. And right now Adrian was taking full advantage of that pleasure. He wanted to share it with Holland, but how would she feel? Was it too soon to introduce her to this new dynamic, one in which he was just as intimate with Adrian? He hoped not.

Removing his hands from her hips, Oliver slowed his pace. Determine to keep them both on the edge until he tested his theory. His thick fingers massaged as they moved up her spine, to finally rest against her nape. Gripping softly first then with more pressure he leaned down to whisper into her ear. “Our beautiful girl. I love watching you suck on our Master. It makes me so fucking hot, I want to share him with you Holly. Will you let me have a little taste?”
Holland faltered in her movements. What did Oliver just say? He wanted to taste Adrian. She knew that was something they must have done often, but it still shocked her. How did it make her feel, honestly? Oliver licking and sucking on Adrian’s hard dick, feeling the thick veins, tasting his woodsy essences, swallowing him deep…God! Just the thought sent a sharp current of electricity to her core, causing her muscle to contract around Oliver’s rigid member. It didn’t repulse her in the slightest and to be honest she wanted that. Wanted to share Adrian with Oliver. Pulling free of the cock in her mouth, she turned her head slightly, took in his desire-ridden eyes. “Show me…I want to see you, please, Master.”
Oliver’s eyes hooded further and Holland knew that she pleased him with her words. Oliver swooped down and took her mouth in a drugging kiss. Latching on for dear life, sucking at her tongue, nipping with his teeth. Surrounding her further, allowing her to melt into the moment. When he was finished he sought out Adrian’s cock. He didn’t have to search for long. It was hard and waiting for them, her saliva mixed with Adrian’s salty liquid coasted the shaft. Adrian took himself in hand and guided his cock to Oliver’s slightly parted lips. She watched as Oliver wasted no time, there was no pretense.

He simply inhaled the cock in front of him, taking Adrian deeper than she ever could. His mouth hollowed, taking the other man to the back of his throat in one single long pass. Holland could see Oliver’s throat working as he swallowed, massaged and grunted but never stopped powering into her. His thrust had slowed, but now they regained the speed he had lost. One hand left her nape and reached down to tug at her dark lover’s balls. His movements weren’t as tender or as graceful as Holland’s had been. He was frantic, all male, and Holland relished in his hard possession of her body. The other hand on her nape snaked around and held her throat in a tight grip, choking her for a heartbeat of a second. Then his hand relaxed and Holland sucked in a harsh breath. Oliver repeated this action, making her wetter than before, her cream running freely down her thighs. The eroticism of the moment drugging her. She was frenzied, hyperaware of each and every one of her senses.

The sensation of Oliver fucking her with all the grace of a wild animal, his hand wrapped around her throat making her feel so very vulnerable, the complete abandon in which he sucked on Adrian and God the sounds they made sent her skyrocketing. She had been kept on edge for too long, the desire built and crashed over her. Hurtling her into a world where she could only feel. Her pussy contracted, milking Oliver, begging for his semen. Wanting him to complete his possession of her, to feel his warm heat flood her system, But it didn’t come, he didn’t stop fucking her. And soon he was building her up again, another climax on the horizon.
“Oliver, fuck your mouth, love. Suck me, suck me hard but don’t let me come. I want to share that with our special girl.” Adrian looked down, his eyes finding hers. Showing her with those green orbs how much this moment meant to him.. “Baby doll, I want you to drink me down. Oliver is going to get me to the brink and then I want you to swallow me, take my cum into your mouth.” That seemed to spur Oliver on further. His head bobbed faster. Adrian threw his head back, groaning loudly in the empty room. “Fuck, love, let go, share me with Holland.” Oliver’s hand that had been tugging on Adrian reached out, took the shaft from his mouth, and thrust it in her face. Holland opened her mouth just as Oliver gripped her hair and led her to Adrian’s pulsating cock. Sealing her lips around the engorged flesh, she brought him as far as she could and swallowed, working her throat around the tight fit. Seconds later Adrian roared in completion, his hot semen splashing her throat. Holland rushed to swallow his semen but the orgasm was too much and it spilled from between her lips, dribbling down to her chin.
The savageness of the moment spurred her on, sending her headfirst into one of the most explosive climaxes of her life. Adrian’s softening cock slipped from her mouth but before long Oliver was there tilting her face toward him. “I need a taste,” was all he said before he began licking the dribbles of semen that had escaped her mouth.

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Monday, April 27, 2015

Assignment: Learning to Love (MF) Hawt Men In and Out of Uniform 2 by @HonorJames2015 #eroticromance



    

 

Georgiana Regina Lucille Fletcher, Gigi to those who know and love her, is a romance author who doesn’t believe true and lasting love exists. She knows of some rare cases that buck the convention, but they are the exception to the rule. Then she meets a man who goes above and beyond to see to her health and happiness. Maybe she was wrong.
Michael Burnett had only one job, ensure the bride married her man, and there were no complications. Simple enough in principle. Only it wasn’t the bride being targeted, but a feisty redhead who stole his heart from moment one of meeting her.
Close quarters during a nasty storm help form the bonds between them. But when he ships back out overseas for the remainder of his tour, what Gigi feels for Michael grows beyond anything she can describe. Now all she has to do is survive the attempts on her life and find her own fairytale ending.


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Excerpts



STORY EXCERPT

Gigi stood in the lineup there in the front of the sham of a wedding. She shifted slightly because the dress she was in was beyond uncomfortable. It was stiff and so ugly that she could just scream. Gigi was a redhead with very pale skin and the dress was fire engine red as well. It was very unflattering, and a shock to be in honestly.

She tried to recall just how she had been trapped into being a bridesmaid, and then laid it at the feet of the hunky man that she had bumped into while trying to escape her aunt and mother’s machinations on trapping her into being a bridesmaid since the one who was supposed to do it ran off with Ralph, her mother’s boyfriend.

That thought had Gigi giggling, her eyes turning, and seeing her mother with red-rimmed eyes. Yes she was sad for her mother, but she was also doing a fist-pump mentally because her mother finally got what she deserved.

That fast though Gigi stopped giggling and sighed. Crap, she hated this. She hated weddings. She thought that marriage and real love were fictional memes that were only created so that people like her could write and make money from those that read the drivel they put out.

She looked over the people in the crowd and her gaze landed on the reason she was standing in front of these people in the hideous red dress she was in. He was, well, he was spectacular. He was also a service man and good lord, he was drop dead gorgeous. His body was one that would make the gods weep in envy, but it was his eyes that danced with laughter and goodwill that made her nearly melt at his feet like all the other women did.

She tried to look away, but she couldn’t find it in herself to do so. Lordy, but she wanted to see if his body was as perfect under the dress BDUs as it looked like it would be. The fact that her father seemed to know him, as well as her godfather, well that was something else altogether.

Taking a deep breath she forced herself to break the connection that seemed to form with the too-handsome Marine, Master Sergeant if she wasn’t mistaken, and back to the rest of the wedding party. God, she hated this.

She licked her lips and cringed. She forgot that she had on some nasty-ass lipstick that had a glaze of glitter on top of it until she licked her lips, that was.

Once more, she forced herself to focus on anything but the here-and-now. She needed to get off the island. A wedding getaway, her mom told her a week on an island without cars or internet was just what she needed. Gigi snorted. Yeah right. She had a deadline and needed to meet it. Instead she was on the flipping island for another five stupid days.

She looked around and saw that everyone was shifting and beginning to whisper. She wondered where the hell Sandy was, and then realized it was just her and her drama-rama ways. She was pranking everyone the way that she had pranked Gigi last night.

Right, note to self, Gigi thought, need to make sure to get the letters and dead flowers that were sent to her into the trash before anyone else saw them and thought that I was trying to rain on Sandy’s parade. Yeah right. She knew that the disgusting things had come from her cousin. The woman hated that Gigi had her own career and turned her back on the family money and instead forged her own way in the world.

Nope, she needed to dispose of all of that and then she needed to go down to the dock and talk to the locals to see if she could possibly get one of them to get her off that bloody island before she killed someone.

When the wedding waltz started, all eyes turned to Sandy, thank god, and the bride started down the aisle. About damn time, too, in her mind.



ADULT EXCERPT



“The only word I’m going to say is get naked, Master Sergeant.” She tugged her robe off, standing before him with just the towel around her hair since she let the one around her body drop too. She wasn’t ashamed of her body, but when he just stood there, she did shift from foot to foot and lifted a hand to cover her middle. “Was that too much too fast?”

“Hell no.” He breathed out on a groan. “Damn woman, you are gorgeous.” Michael stood there a moment longer before he shook his head and blinked. Bending, he worked at his boots, kicking them off as he tore his shirt over his head. Next, he got rid of his pants and socks. Straightening, he gave her the same chance to stare at him as he’d taken with her.

Gigi approached him slowly and reached out to touch him. Her fingers brushed the vee shape of muscles that went down his front, and she lost more than half her brain cells as she touched him. “Goodness. I don’t know what this muscle here is called.” She looked up at him and stepped impossibly closer. “But I swear it makes me forget everything that’s happening.” Licking her lips, she waited, needing and wanting more. “Kiss me again?” She asked and let her hands drift down so that they lightly brushed the girth of his erection and then wrapped her hands around the heated length of him. “God I’ve wondered all this time just how you looked and now I want to taste you.” She licked her lips and looked down at him. She wanted to lick him, suck him, god she wanted everything.

Groaning, he swayed closer to her, then away slightly. “You talk a lot when you’re nervous,” he said softly. Leaning his head in, he kissed her, backing her toward the bed slowly, and nibbled on her mouth. “Later, you can do anything you want, but right now I need you.” He stopped and muttered out a curse. “Condoms,” he mumbled, his brow furrowing in thought.

“Have an IUD. I had it put in the moment I came back because I knew that I needed and wanted to be with you. I wanted to be with you skin-to-skin.” Her hands moved over his chest and she turned and looked up at him. “I have nothing. I’ve been tested for everything under the sun because of cutting the guy on the island and whatnot.” She just wanted to be skin-to-skin with him now and for as long as he would keep her.

“Well you know I haven’t been with anyone,” he said softly. “I’ve been waiting for you. Had to, no way I could be with anyone else after meeting you. You sure?” he asked softly. Lifting his hand, he brushed his fingers slowly down her cheek. Michael stepped in closer to her, his skin brushing to hers with every breath they each took.

“God yes, I’m sure.” She couldn’t be more certain of anything at all, even if she tried. “Please.” She let her fingers brush over his skin and leaned up on her toes. “So no more talking.” She reached up and pulled him down to her, kissing him with the need and want she had for the last year.

His hands cupped her ass and lifted her from her feet. The brush of her comforter over her skin was cool. Slowly he eased his weight down over her, pressing her deeper into the mattress as he continued to kiss her. He let out a low moan that slid into her mouth, his chest vibrating against hers.

Her heels wrapped around his ass and tugged him closer. “No more teasing, no more thinking. I need you inside of me. Now.” She knew that was crazy, but it was the truth. She needed to have him loving her right now.

Licking his lips, he stared down at her. One of his hands slid between them and down to cup her pussy. His eyelids drifted shut as he slid a finger between her folds, spreading her juices around. “God damn, you are so wet for me, honey. Later, later I want a taste of you. Only when I know I’ll fully enjoy it.”

“Only if you let me do the same.” She lifted slightly, pushing herself against him as she did so. “God I love the way that you feel. Please, more.” She loved the fullness, the way that he would curl his finger and brush that sensitive spot inside of her. She loved all of it. “More.” It was a demand, pure and simple.

“Need to be inside of you, now,” he said. Withdrawing his finger, he lifted her leg up and out. Rocking his hips, he rubbed his cock through her folds. In a slow slide of flesh, he pressed into her pussy and filled her.

Gigi’s head arched back and she shuddered. Holy hell, that felt amazing. Her nails bit into his shoulders and she tugged him closer, her legs wrapping around his hips and lifting herself up so that she could meet him thrust for thrust. “So good,” she moaned with a sob of pure pleasure. She had known that they would be perfect together, now they were and she was happier than she could ever express.

“Look at me, honey,” he said. Each thrust jolted her against the bedding as they found their rhythm together. Over and over, he pushed deep into her slick pussy. His fingers squeezed on her thigh. “Let me see you, Gina. Look at me so I can see everything.”