Sweet Vengeance (Sweet Awakenings 3) by Nicole Morgan #NavySEALS

 Adam Collins is just beginning to put his life back together when he meets Chelsea, his sweet and beautiful next door neighbor. As the two spend more time together, an attraction between them builds.


A nightmare from Adam’s past, that he thought was long ago dead and buried, comes back to life and places him and Chelsea in danger. Enlisting the help of two of his former Navy SEALs team members, Adam must find a way to keep them both safe.


As the danger mounts and passions ignite, one question will remain. Who will be left standing after Sweet Vengeance is served?

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Excerpt

 

 

Adam watched her, and studied her face as it became flushed while her lower lip trembled. He wanted to laugh. The little minx who stood before him, yelling at him, was scared. She was trying to give the appearance of being tough and in control, but she was actually afraid of him.

“Why are you smiling? Do you think it’s funny to almost hit someone with your…your…ridiculously fast car?”

This time, he did laugh. He couldn’t help it. “Ridiculously fast?” He doubled over in hysterics. “You’re a fine one to talk, lady. What do you call that Charger sitting over in your driveway?”

He saw she was about to open her mouth to argue but must have thought better of it because she abruptly shut it. He was right, and she obviously knew it.

“What’s wrong, honey? Cat suddenly got your tongue?” He rested his forearm on the door frame and leaned into her, placing him only inches from her face, her eyes, and her mouth.

Her eyes widened at his close proximity. She took in a breath and seemed to almost swoon. He was never much of a cologne guy, but women in the past had always told him how good he smelled.

Adam was enjoying tormenting her. He found it quite the boost he needed on such a crappy morning to know that he was stirring her emotions up so much she couldn’t speak.

They both stood there, staring at one another, until Chelsea looked away. She made a cursory glance around the room before he touched her chin with his thumb and forefinger, forcing her gaze to return to his.

“What was that you were saying? You wanted a ride in my car?” He whispered the words to her, his lips almost touching hers as he spoke.

“I…um…” She tripped on her words.

He smirked up one side of his mouth at her nervousness.

“Well…I’m waiting. You want to take a ride in my car, sugar?” He used his thumb to brush across her cheek as he whispered the words to her even quieter than before.

Her discomfort seemed to turn to annoyance when she responded by reaching up and slapping his hand away, pulling herself away from him. “I am not your sugar.” She quickly turned on her heel and started to walk down his front porch steps.

“Hey, sugar?” Adam called to her in a mocking tone.

Chelsea quickly spun around to face him. “What?” she snapped.

Adam walked out the door and leaned over his porch railing down at her. “I was just wondering what you came over here for in the first place. Was it just to borrow a cup of sugar?”

She just shook her head at him. “Just slow down, speed demon? I’d like to live to see my next birthday, okay?”

Adam grinned at her, liking the way she was nervous but trying to remain assertive. “Are you sure that’s what you want?”

She glared at him. “No, thank you. I am quite sure that all I need from you is to just slow down and stop trying to run me over with your car every chance that you get.”

He watched her for a moment as she did the same to him. “Okay, I’ll slow down.”

“Thank you.”

She turned to leave and was nearly across his portion of the lawn that connected their two properties when he stopped her.

“Just so you know, though, I do like to go fast.”

Chelsea turned her head and looked back at him. “Duly noted.”

She then headed toward her car. Once behind the wheel, she reached over to close the door when her hand met with denim.

She looked up at him as he was leaning down and surrounding her, invading her personal space. The look of surprise on her face looked incredibly sexy.

“What? she asked in a curt tone.

He chuckled when she blushed after realizing her hand was touching his inner thigh.

“You sure have a problem with getting your thoughts out, don’t you?”

“No, I don’t. What do you want?” Her tone was filled with her anger.

He laughed at her spunkiness. “Nothing. I don’t want anything, at least not right now. Remember, though, I told you I liked to go fast.” With that being said, he moved away from her door and closed it.

 

Sweet Salvation (Sweet Awakenings 2) by Nicole Morgan #NavySEALS

Falling in love with his best friend wasn’t what Rex had intended, but it seemed that when it came to Shelby all bets were off. After a rocky start, the two fall in love, completely unaware of the danger that lurks in the distance.

Plagued with nightmares, Shelby begins to remember memories of abuse she suffered as a teenager, which were long ago buried and forgotten. Dealing with the pain of her past brings her and Rex closer together.

Someone else wants Shelby for himself though and is determined to get her by any means necessary. As he sets his plan into motion, the question of who will survive and who will be destroyed remains unanswered as a surprise from Shelby’s past may be the key to finding Sweet Salvation.

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Excerpt

 

 

“I don’t care how hard you push me, there is no way he was safe.” Rex laughed at her.

“That’s only because you probably have that umpire in your back pocket. You would pay him off to cheat just to annoy me.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault you were rooting for the losing team. Pick a real team next time.” Pushing off her blows, he grabbed her in a bear hug and eased her back against the cushions of the couch.

After they took a moment to control their laughter, Shelby looked up at the man holding her in the crook of his arm. She was smiling up at him. He could see how happy she was. He could see the contentment in her eyes.

“This is good, Shelby. I would have missed this if we had lost it.”

“Me, too. Promise me something, Rex?” She was no longer smiling.

“Anything, you know that.” Rex replied rather hesitantly, not liking the seriousness of her expression.

“No matter what happens, promise me that you’ll never stop talking to me. Promise me that we’ll always be able to tell each other whatever we’re feeling.” Looking up at him more closely, she put her hand on his chest and continued. “Can you promise me that, Rex?”

 

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God, she looked so beautiful. And sweet, she looked so damn sweet. Everything inside of him was telling him to kiss her again. He wanted to taste her lips just one more time. Oh, hell. “Of course, I can promise you that. Always, we will always talk to each other. There won’t be any more days of silence. I promise.” He winked at her.

The smile she gave him squeezed at his heart. Snuggling up closer to him and bringing her feet up underneath her on the couch, she got comfy. It was a way that they had spent many nights together in comfortable silence. Never once in all the months they had stayed in and watched TV in this position had it ever bothered him. But now, he was suddenly all too aware of how snugly her body fit with his. How good it felt to hold her against him? Damn it! What the hell was wrong with him? He tried to recite baseball statistics as they flashed on the screen, hoping that would get his mind back on track.

He watched the remainder of the extra-inning game in silence. He knew she had fallen asleep. She always loved it when games went into extra innings. He would have woken her, but she was sleeping so peacefully, and he had the sneaking suspicion she didn’t get much sleep last night. He had, but only thanks to his buddy Jack Daniels. He didn’t want to move her, but they had fallen asleep on her couch too many times before. He knew that if they both stayed like this, they would both wake up sore and cranky.

Gently, he began to get up as he let her body lie on the couch where he was sitting. Going to her bedroom, he pulled down her covers and got things ready for her. Coming back into the living room, he decided to pick up the mess they had made from dinner. After he had loaded their dishes in the dishwasher and discarded their trash, he went back to get the sleeping beauty.

His intention was to pick her up and carry her to bed, but something stopped him. He sat on the coffee table and just stared at her. He had an ache in his heart that was killing him. He didn’t know what it meant, but he knew it centered on Shelby. Truth be told, he didn’t understand any of this. How could they have been such close friends for this long without this desire that was consuming him now? He wanted so much to touch her, kiss her, and hold her. Only not like a friend.

He wanted to bury himself in her. Basking in what he was sure would be the sweetest hot vise of wet pleasure. Showing her that their bodies intertwined was what their destiny was. He wanted to make her–hell, he didn’t know. He just knew things were different now. He was going to have to fight very hard to keep these feelings locked away. Besides their friendship, he knew she wasn’t ready for a relationship. She had been through so much. There was no way he would take advantage of her again. He couldn’t. Just as the last thought left his mind, she opened her eyes and looked straight at him.

She smiled. “Are you leaving?”

God, I hope not.

Sweet Redemption (Sweet Awakenings 1) By Nicole Morgan #NavySEALs

Tamara is in an unsatisfying relationship with her boyfriend, Brent. She is shocked when she learns he has been unfaithful. Seething by the betrayal Tamara throws herself into a night of passion with the sexy owner of the health club she attends.

Jack, a former Navy SEAL and current health club owner is wrestling with demons from his past. A former SEAL mission that went horribly wrong has left him struggling with issues of betrayal.

Brent is prepared to do whatever it takes to get Tamara back. His desire for her becomes an obsession that he cannot control. He sets out to destroy anyone that stands in his way.

Will Brent succeed? Or will the power of Jack and Tamara’s love give them the courage to fight against an unrelenting evil?

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Excerpt ADULT EXCERPT   He was turned in his seat, watching her.  His eyes were blazing with desire. The look in them was alluring and seductive. It overwhelmed her. “Jesus, you’re beautiful. Look at you lying there naked against my creamy leather seats. You look like a virgin offering herself up for the first time. All ripe and ready to be plucked, all mine for the taking. Spread your legs for me, baby,” he said, coaxing her. His voice sounded deep and sensual. She did as he asked, although she wasn’t sure why. He leaned over into the backseat and somehow managed to wedge himself on the floor in front of her. She thought she knew what was coming next as he brought his head close to her pussy, but she couldn’t believe it. Was this really happening? He began to blow gently on her pussy, sending shivers through her entire body. She had begged Brent to do this. It had been years since anyone had done this to her.  Before she could finish her thoughts, she felt the warm glide of his tongue slide up and in between the slick folds surrounding her entrance. She flinched, he held her thighs, spreading them further apart, and with firm hands, he began to massage them. Without saying a word and just by his actions, he was ordering her to relax and to take it. She looked at him. He was beautiful. He looked so masculine, so delicious. She wondered what he would taste like if she took him into her mouth and gently sucked on his hard shaft. She never had given a blow job to Brent because he again claimed they didn’t need that kind of connection. Come to think of it, she had only done it a couple of times in her life. She didn’t really care for it that much. She could take it or leave it, really and only did it because her lover at the time had begged her to. Still, she couldn’t help but imagine taking Jack into her mouth. The idea of it excited her like it never had before. He looked up and smirked at her, as though he was reading her thoughts. He reached his hands down, spread her pussy lips apart, and started to fuck her with first his fingers and then his tongue, in alternating rhythm. The sensation was so erotic. Tamara wondered if Jack had done this to many women before.  She tried not to worry that most women probably took their time to get ready for him. She was sure they always had their hair and makeup done to look their absolute best for him. So why with her, was it different? Sure, she was freshly showered, but her hair wasn’t done, and she was wearing no makeup. Yet he seemed to be just as turned on as she was.  Just when she thought she couldn’t stand it anymore, he changed his motions and started licking and then sucking on her swollen clit.  She had touched herself many times in the past year and a half trying to satisfy herself, but it had never felt this good. It was always more of a chore to find her release. But this, she had never felt like this. “Oh, God, Jesus, Jack, Oh, God, Jack, I’m gonna...Ooohh!” Her climax exploded, and she came as his face was buried in her pussy. He looked up from her, his mouth and chin covered in her wetness, and smiled. “You were saying, sweetheart? You’re gonna…what, baby? What are you gonna do? Come? Was that what you were gonna say?” He started to unbutton his jeans and peel them down his legs as he hovered over her in the close quarters of the backseat. She made quick work of his shirt, threw it off and onto the floor with her clothes. “If you think I’m done with you, you are dead wrong. I will personally see to it that you come again and again, many times, as we ring in the New Year together.” His cocky arrogance should have made her annoyed. On most men it did, but damn if it didn’t turn her on when he said that. She heard the faint tear of a package and knew he was putting on a condom. This was it. He was going to do to her exactly as she had asked. All of a sudden, she was nervous. Brent was never that hard to take. He wasn’t the longest or the thickest man she had ever been with, and he was the only man she had been with in over a year. Just looking at Jack, she knew he had to be large. Just as she was trying to brace herself for his inevitable size, he plunged into her. He didn’t even give her time to adjust to his size. He just thrust deep into her with no holding back. God, he was hard and so huge. Her insides seemed to be clinging to his cock as he began to slide in and out of her with a force she wasn’t used to. It was almost barbaric the way he was taking her. There was no finesse. It was animalistic, it was rough, and it was good! She began to relax and accept his size, enjoying the feel of him. He reached deep inside to parts of her that she didn’t know could feel so good. Just as she was starting to move with him and enjoy his deep thrusting to the back of her womb, he grabbed and pinched her nipple, bringing the blushing centers to firm, erect little points of pleasure. Then he bent his head and covered one with his mouth. He sucked on one and then the other, alternating between the two. She didn’t know how he was able to take her pleasure to a higher level, but he did. The feel of him sucking on her hardened nipples as he pounded deep inside her was driving her mad.