by Anne Rainey
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Haley’s Cabin
Touching Lace
Tasting Candy
Burn
Turbulent Passions
Coming Soon:
Tempting Grace
Love. Is it providence, or just a lump on the head?
Turbulent Passions
© 2009 Anne Rainey
Sapphire Demas and her twin brother have a secret. Since the awful day their parents were killed, they've been in hiding, fearful the same fate will befall them. Now she’s grown tired of living a half-life, tired of lying. She wants something just for herself. When she stumbles across an unconscious man while hiking through the woods and brings him home to heal, she knows she’s found it. Even if he’s a dangerous outsider.
Investigative journalist Adam Richton trusts only one thing—his nose for news. He’s never failed to get a story and doesn't intend to start now. Until a beautiful and mysterious woman rescues him. In an instant, he forgets all about his career. Now all he wants is Sapphire, any way he can get her.
Then he witnesses something extraordinary that puts his reporter instincts back on full alert. Something that exposes Sapphires secrets, challenges him to believe the unbelievable…and to trust in something way out of his comfort zone: love.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Turbulent Passions:
So she wasn’t wearing a two-piece and she didn’t plan to skinny dip, but the bright pink one-piece wasn’t anything to sneeze at, either. Full, round breasts filled out the top half, and long shapely legs tempted him beyond reason. He wanted to pull the straps of her suit down her shoulders and watch her pretty tits spring free. His mouth watered as he imagined tasting her soft skin and sucking on her perky nipples.
As he stood in the grass and concentrated on not getting a hard-on, Sapphire slowly descended into the water. The surrounding trees and wild flowers made the little round pond seem more like a private oasis. They were completely alone. Anything could happen.
“Come on,” she enticed, “the water’s just right.”
He walked to the very edge and was about to step in when she splashed him a good one. He sucked in his breath as the cold water hit his bare chest. “Damn, that’s freezing!”
She splashed him again, before ducking under the water and out of sight. Adam took the plunge and dove in. When he resurfaced, she was staring at him, a wicked gleam in her eyes.
He stalked toward her, noting the way she firmed her shoulders. Her nipples were stiff little peaks that he wanted to nibble on for hours. Her dark, wet hair was smoothed back, giving him a good view of her oval-shaped face and those mesmerizing blue eyes. Adam all but drooled. “You’re a little minx.”
“What are you going to do about it?”
Within inches now, Adam made a grab for her, just barely catching her upper arms before she ducked under the surface again. He drew her against his chest, aligning their curves. Damn, she felt good against him.
“If you aren’t careful, you might get more than you bargained for, baby,” He growled as he kissed her. He teased her lips and coaxed her to open for him so he could play with her tongue. She tasted like warm chocolate, creamy and sweet and much too addicting.
Adam pulled his lips from hers before ducking under the water. He grabbed her ankle and tickled her foot, careful not to irritate her cut. She squirmed and tried to wiggle her foot out of his grasp. He took pity and released her. When he resurfaced, the sound of her laughter filled the air. She made an attempt to swim away, but he caught her easily. “You want more or do you surrender?”
“I surrender,” she said in a husky voice, sending a very clear signal to his cock that she was aroused.
Adam attempted to tame the beast and released her. She put a few feet between them, he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. “This place is like a small oasis,” he said as he took in the Black-Eyed Susans and mature walnut trees. “It’s so quiet, as if we’re the only people on earth. Do you like living out here, away from everyone?”
Sapphire drifted closer to him, her hands moving back and forth just below the surface. “I get a little stir-crazy sometimes, but for the most part I don’t mind the solitude.”
“I’m so used to having neighbors. Hell, I don’t know what I’d do with all this quiet.”
“I know what you mean. In college I lived in a dorm. It was noisy twenty-four hours a day. Moving here was a serious adjustment.”
Adam moved closer, enjoying the sexual tension growing between them. “I’ve never lived anywhere but the city. I think I might need to change that some day. For now, living a few minutes from my work is handy.”
“I can understand. I miss the city some, but I don’t think I could go back now. I’m too used to having my privacy.”
Adam was close enough now to touch. He reached out and played with a wet curl. “You and I started something last night that we never got to finish.”
“I wanted you desperately,” she admitted. “I couldn’t sleep for the ache.”
“Sending you away wasn’t the easiest thing to do, baby.”
“Why did you?”
“I wanted to get to know you a little first and I didn’t want you to wake up regretting sleeping with me.”
“I wouldn’t have.”
As much as he wanted that to be true, Adam wasn’t sure. He didn’t think Sapphire was the type for casual sex. “I don’t sleep around,” he confessed. “I’m no virgin, but I’m no player either. I want you to know that.”
Her fingers trailed over his chest and Adam had to suck in his breath when her thumb teased his nipple. “I’m not a virgin either, Adam. I’m a grown woman and I know exactly what I’m doing. Stop protecting me.”
“My stay isn’t permanent,” he reminded her. “I can’t offer permanent, Sapphire.” He didn’t want her seeing things that weren’t there. Again he was reminded of the real reason he’d come to Waverly, the real reason he’d been on their land. He pushed down the guilt slowly eating away at him. He’d tell her. Soon. And while he worked to convince her this thing between them would be a casual summer fling, he wasn’t sure he was buying it himself. The thought of leaving, of never seeing her again, already didn’t sit well.
“I know. It’s okay, I’m not asking for permanent.” Her fingers moved below the surface, just barely grazing the waistband of his swim trunks. “I need you. I ache for it.”
Adam’s control snapped. He swung her into his arms, licked a droplet of water from her cheek and kissed her forehead. “Hmm, we certainly can’t have that, now can we?”
“No, it could prove very inconvenient.”
He held her close to his chest as he left the water and covered the distance to the house. He entered through a back door and took the steps to the upstairs bedroom two at a time. Her lips caressed his throat and his knees nearly buckled. Hell, falling down the stairs really wasn’t the way to impress a woman. He forced his feet to keep moving even as her tongue teased his skin. She was so open and uninhibited. It was all he could do to make it to the bed.
He placed her carefully on top of the yellow quilts. The soft light from the lace-covered window illuminated the room. He let her watch as he stripped out of the black swim trunks she’d let him borrow. Her eyes, those magnificent sapphire pools, ate him up. His cock flexed, eager to sink inside the little beauty.
“Come here,” she coaxed, a smile curving her lips.
The outline of her pussy lips and the tempting bud of her clitoris beneath the wet suit had him starving for a sip of her tangy juice. Her succulent tits spilled out of the top half, and Adam’s hands itched to fondle and squeeze.
He moved closer, unable to d
eny her sensual request. “What are you planning to do with me, sweetheart?”
“I think I’d rather show you what I want to do,” she purred as she leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock.
She’ll make him finish what he started—if they live through the night.
Alaskan Heat
© 2009 Pam Champagne
Framed and on the run, FBI agent Joe “Hawk” Hawkins has only one chance to clear his name: hit the road for Eagle, Alaska. Things can’t get much worse, until a woman from his past steps into his path. Sophie’s a brilliant statistician, pissed off about their disastrous one night stand—and offering him a deal.
This is Sophie’s first field assignment, and the fact that it involves Hawk doesn’t make it any easier. She’s never forgotten or forgiven the night Hawk found his way to her bed and left her wanting more. Now she’s on a double mission to make Hawk finish what he started, and get them both to Eagle alive.
The long Alaska Highway stretches before them, and long nights of sexual fireworks that rival the Northern Lights. Caution turns to trust, and then to a love neither of them bargained for.
With two rogue agents in hot pursuit, though, the end of the road may be closer than they think…
Enjoy the following excerpt for Alaskan Heat:
Sophie forced a casual smile even though her body thrummed with the need to leap on Hawk. She didn’t want foreplay. Already the insides of her thighs were wet and sticky. She cleared her throat and reached for the robe hanging on the outside hook of the bathroom door. “Sounds tempting. As soon as I get back.”
The man of her dreams sat up and bumped his skull again. “Damn it,” he muttered. “Where are you going?”
Two steps brought her to the door. “To put Rueger in the cab for the night. Be right back.”
Once outside, Sophie breathed in the nippy air. More than likely there’d be a frost tomorrow morning. Unlocking the truck, she fished around the seat until her hand curled around her cell. The hard, packed gravel hid the sound of her footsteps as she sprinted toward the woods. As soon as she’d run far enough for privacy, she punched five on the speed dial.
“Clements here.”
“It’s Sophie.”
“Sophie, why haven’t you called? I told you—”
“Be quiet and listen. I only have a minute. Hawk’s with me. Call off your hounds.”
“What hounds?” Stan’s confusion sent a shard of fear through her.
She gripped the slim cell hard enough to break it. “Some feds stayed on our tail for several miles. I turned into a picnic area and they sped by.”
“Damn it. Has to be Blair and Reed. I had to put them on administrative leave, but I can’t restrict their movements. They’re on to us.”
“Isn’t this what you wanted?”
“Not this far from Eagle.”
Sophie whirled. The camper rocked. “Got to go.” She disconnected and slipped the phone in her robe pocket, making sure to shut if off in case Stan decided to call back. She whistled for Rueger and jogged back to the truck. “Up.” Once he jumped inside, she slammed and locked the door. Taking a deep breath, she prepared to face Hawk’s inquisition.
“Where the hell have you been?” he demanded the moment she stepped inside. He stood buck naked at the side of the bed.
More moisture lubed her thighs.
“Who’d you call?” He held up his hand. “No lies. I heard you talking.”
Christ. The man must have the ears of a wild animal. “Stan. Those weren’t his men following us.”
“Damn! Blair and Reed then.”
“Isn’t this what you wanted? A confrontation?”
Her lower belly cramped at Hawk’s face tight with lust.
“Sure is,” he purred. “But at a place and time of my choosing. There’s not much they’ll try tonight so close to the highway. You and I have unfinished business. I always pay my debts.”
Sophie trembled, imagining the pleasure she’d discover in Hawk’s bed tonight. Ever since she’d met Hawk, she’d waited for this moment. She wanted everything to be perfect. As she wiggled out of her robe, the fleece material slipped off her shoulders to pool at her feet. If only she owned a sexy, silk negligee.
Several moments passed before she realized Hawk wouldn’t make the first move. At least he’d given her the opportunity to change her mind. As if that would happen. She closed the short distance and stepped into his open arms. “This is only the first installment, you know. I’ll let you know when I’m totally satisfied.”
“You do that.” Callused fingers trailing across her nipples sent a jolt of desire to her core. Her stomach clenched when those same fingers dipped into her bellybutton only to slide lower. One finger, then two slid between her swollen folds. Reality was hotter than her imagination. She hadn’t burned with such need last Christmas. Now she had to keep her emotions under wraps. Hawk wanted hot sex, not love. She slumped and clung to his shoulders to keep from falling. Her groan came out of nowhere. “I’m on fire.” Was that her voice, hoarse with need?
“I can feel it.” Warm breath touched her skin while his tongue played with the lobe of her ear. His fingers pumped in and out of her sheath while his busy thumb made circular motions on her clit, nearly throwing her into climax.
She loved his playing, but right now she wanted release. No, she needed release. “Enough teasing. Fuck me.”
“Such language from the lips of a lady. I thought you wanted satisfaction? Let me do my job. Be patient. You won’t be sorry.”
Sophie squeezed her legs together, clenching her vaginal muscles on his fingers. The huge cock poking her belly didn’t lie. He, too, was fast losing control.
“Do you play with yourself, Sophie?”
The question intruded on her pleasure. “What?”
“Nights when you can’t sleep. Do you make yourself come? How do you do it? With your fingers? A vibrator?” The whispered words made her clit throb.
Unable to stand the torture, she pumped her hips on his fingers.
“Is that a yes?” He nibbled her lips, his tongue licking her mouth before pushing inside. She sucked hard.
His free hand curled around her hip, encouraging her to fuck his fingers faster and harder. “I’m going to—” He withdrew his hand, and the building climax waned. “Damn you, Hawk! Not again. I won’t let you leave me wanting more.”
“Got no intention of it.” He grasped her waist and lifted her onto the small table, pulling her butt to the very edge. “Put your hands behind you. Brace yourself,” he growled.
Hawk spread her thighs, stretching her wide. Muscle discomfort fled at the touch of his cock rubbing her clit. “I’m through playing, Sophie. I’m going to fuck you. How do you want it? Hard and fast? Slow and easy? A little at a time or all at once?”
Hawk scrutinized Sophie spread-eagled on the hard surface. She had a gorgeous body. One he’d thought about more times than he cared to remember. With her head back and her mouth slightly parted, she invited him to take what he wanted. Her body sent out rippling waves of heat. He pushed the head of his cock inside her wet opening.
The tremble in her legs fueled his self-torture. For a moment, a twinge of guilt held him back. Sophie was a good girl, not the kind who participated in sex games for the sheer pleasure. Not like him. Was she ready for sex for sex’s sake? In the game he played, emotional love had no part in the action. Pleasure and satisfaction were the end results. He should stop right now.
“Please, Hawk.” His cock swelled at the wanton tremor in her voice. “Fuck me. I can’t stand it.”
He shoved his guilt aside. “Talk dirty to me.”
Her eyes opened, and he drowned in the dazed passion of her usually alert gaze.
“What are you’re feeling? Tell me what you want. What makes you feel good?” He let go of her thighs. They stayed splayed. After one teasing pinch of her hardened nub, he cupped her breasts. He leaned forward to tongue a swollen nipple and pushed his cock deeper. So da
mn snug.
He quickly pulled out of her and sank to the floor and licked her clit. “Talk to me.”
Sophie gasped. “Yes! Your tongue feels so… Oh!”
Her panting voice urged him on. He tongue fucked her until he sensed her orgasm fast approaching. Grabbing her hips to stop her squirming, he blew on her opening.
“Damn you.”
She yanked his hair. Despite her desperation, a perversity to let her know what kind of man he was drove him on. “What do you call your vagina? Pussy?”
“Bunny,” she choked out.
Hawk chuckled and ran his tongue down the full length of her slit, sucking her clit. She lurched and flooded his mouth.
“I bet Bunny would like a big carrot.”
“Stop tormenting me. Do you want me to beg?”
He came to his feet and pushed her flat on the table. Hooking his hands under her knees, he yanked her onto his aching cock. With one hard thrust, he was inside. Closing his eyes, he held her pussy tight against his pelvis. Her clenching vaginal muscles milked his cock. Like a stick of dynamite, his body was poised to explode.
He forced himself to loosen his grip. “Move, baby. Make yourself come. Hurry.”
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