This is her second book with Siren Publishing and promises to be a scorcher! Read further for a sexy excerpt from the book. Careful...you may need a cold shower after reading!
SAVED BY SIN came out today, so go to Siren Bookstrand and check it out!
Security consultant Sinjin Heath is on leave while recovering from a mission that went tragically wrong. The physical scars may have healed, but he still doubts his ability to protect anyone, ever again.
Michelle Jamieson is starting over. She’s finally escaped from her abusive ex-boyfriend, Robert. The only problem is that her ex isn’t ready to let her go. When he realizes she’s truly out of his reach, his obsession drives Robert to kill himself so he can return as a malevolent ghost.
Haunted and terrified, Michelle goes on the run and winds up at her family’s cabin. Things seem to be improving when she meets her sexy neighbor, Sinjin. The sparks between them fly fast and hot, but before they can begin to face their growing feelings for each other, Robert’s ghost comes for Michelle. Ready or not, Sinjin finds himself back in the protection business. And if he fails this time, he’ll lose the woman he loves.
He groaned into her mouth, spearing deeply with his tongue. It was a promise of things to come. She wrapped a leg around his thigh and squeezed, needing contact, craving his body like an addict needed their drug of choice. He broke their kiss at last, lifting his head to stare down into her eyes, his own full of desire. “I need you, Michelle, need this.”
She recognized the need in his eyes, the yearning for companionship, for someone to keep the darkness away. Those needs mirrored her own. She nodded as understanding bloomed between them. “I need you, too.”
His lips brushed her brow for a sweet, tender second and then swept down her cheek and jaw to her throat, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. Every kiss seared and teased as he worked his way down her body, pausing to suck each breast for a glorious minute before moving downward once more. She lay back, releasing her hands from his hair and uncoiling her legs from his, freeing him to do what he wanted. Whatever he wanted, she didn’t care. Not so long as he didn’t stop touching her.
Cool air wafted over her as he threw back the quilt, uncovering them both. His mouth was still branding her skin over and over again. His tongue swirled around her navel, and she shuddered in pleasure at that simple touch. She shifted her body, her thighs falling open. Her need grew urgent, but still he sampled the skin of her stomach, making her wait. She moaned, her hips bucking slightly, conveying her need, and he chuckled. His breath was hot where it fanned over her skin.
“You’re sexy when you’re being impatient. We’ll get there soon, sweetheart.” He lowered his head another inch and exhaled again, deliberately heating her flesh and making her squirm. “I promise.” Something in the way he spoke those two simple words made Michelle’s battered soul feel lighter, and she sucked in a deep breath, forcing herself to relax, to trust him.
His lips brushed over her inner thigh and then lower, featherlight kisses trailing all the way down to her knee and then her calf. His hands cradled her leg, stroking and teasing, and she felt a sense of terrible loss when he moved away again. She heard herself whimper in protest, and he laughed.
“Soon,” he told her, and then his mouth was on her again, nibbling at the tender skin of her other calf. His hands wrapped around her leg, and there was nothing but the glorious sensations he was giving her. Each kiss was a little higher than the last, closer to the one place she needed him to touch. But he was moving so slowly it was going to kill her.
“Tease,” she hissed at him, cracking one eye to give him what she hoped was an evil glare.
“Sometimes.” He winked at her and then settled himself between her thighs at last, his hands gently spreading her folds as he leaned in without warning, his tongue tracing a line of fire along her labia. Pleasure sizzled and popped over her skin and through her body, and she lifted her hips off the bed, pressing her pussy against his mouth.
“Sinjin!” She cried out his name as he pressed his face deeper into her folds. His wicked tongue lashed at her clit again and again before his lips sealed around her clitoris. He drew it into his mouth with a sharp suckling pressure that nearly brought her to orgasm right then and there. “Oh god,” she groaned, and she could feel his growl of approval vibrate through her, adding to the myriad of sensations bombarding her senses. Again he sucked, and this time the tip of his tongue flicked against her sensitive pearl, drawing out another moan from her. He was merciless in his attentions, keeping her right on the edge without letting her come down, never letting her fall into the bliss of release.
Over and over again, he pleasured, flicked, and laved at her folds, until she was panting his name. Just as she was about to break, to beg him to let her come, she felt him shift and he slid two fingers into her pussy, filling her. Her world shattered, and she came on a cry, hurtling into an orgasm so intense the entire world disappeared and there was nothing but the sweet ecstasy of his touch.
As the world came back into focus, she found herself staring into his dark eyes again, and she smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him down to kiss him. His lips tasted of both of them as she drew his lower lip into her mouth and sucked on it, her teeth scraping gently over his skin.
“Gotta ask.” He managed a nearly intelligible mutter, and she released his lip so that he could speak more clearly. “Are you safe? Otherwise there are condoms in my cabin.” He was panting, and for the first time she realized how close to the edge he was, how much he wanted her.
“Thank the gods, I really didn’t want to have to run over there naked.” He laughed and kissed her again, his body settling into the cradle of her thighs, his rock-hard cock resting between them. His hand cupped her cheek, and he kissed her gently, “Ready?”
She grinned suddenly and rocked her hips up into his. “Hell yes, what are you waiting for?”
“Brat.” He was still laughing as he moved himself into position and arched his back, sliding himself home. “So good,” he groaned as their bodies joined, hers giving way to his thick length one slow inch at a time.
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