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*****Excerpt from On Her High Horse by Lucy Felthouse:

There was a knock at the door. Brett looked up from where he was transferring hand-written notes onto the practice’s computer system—he hadn’t yet gotten comfortable with taking the iPad out on calls. He was paranoid he’d drop it in a cow pat, or worse. “Yes, come in!”
One of the veterinary surgery’s receptionists—an efficient blonde called Natasha—sidled in, a wry expression on her face. “Hi, Brett. I’m really sorry to bother you, but there’s a woman on the phone, and she’s being, um, rather rude.”
Frowning, Brett replied, “Who is it? And why is she being rude?”
Natasha blew out a breath and shrugged. “She won’t tell me what the issue is. Won’t even tell me what animal she has. She just keeps saying she’ll only speak to a ‘trained professional.’ I don’t know who it is, either. All I know is her first name is—”
“Samantha?” Brett supplied, his shoulders slumping and eyebrows raising.
“Uh, yeah. How did you know? Oh God, I haven’t gone and insulted one of your friends or something, have I? I didn’t mean to, honestly. It’s just she’s being a bit difficult…”
“Natasha, don’t panic. She’s no friend of mine. I’ve never even met the woman. Besides, if she was one of my friends, I’d be giving her a bollocking for being rude to one of my staff, wouldn’t I? Anyway, if it’s the Samantha I think it is, then she’s being very difficult, and you’re being overly polite. Andrew warned me about her.”
“He did?”
“Yeah. Bloody typical that she’d phone while he’s away. The man barely ever takes a holiday, and now he finally has, his most awkward client is on the blower. He damn well owes me one after this.”
“If she’s a regular client, how come I’ve never spoken to her before?”
Shrugging, Brett replied, “Dunno. Maybe she’s got Andrew’s mobile number or something?”
Natasha gasped. “But he never gives out his mobile number to clients. He’s very strict about that—always asks us to take a message and if it’s urgent, pass it on to him directly.”
“Yeah…” Brett scratched his head. “He didn’t say much about her, beyond that she can be difficult. Honestly, I was a bit distracted when he mentioned it so I wasn’t paying a great deal of attention. I wish I’d asked more questions now, but I never thought I’d have the misfortune of having to deal with her.”
“You haven’t, yet.” Natasha raised her eyebrows and jerked her chin towards the phone on his desk.
“Good point.” He gave a wan smile. “Suppose I’d better find out what she wants, hadn’t I? If she’s special enough to have Andrew’s precious mobile phone number, then I ought to keep her sweet.”
“Probably wise.” Natasha left the room, closing the door behind her, but not before Brett spotted the slight smile on her face. Relieved to pass on the bitchy customer to him, no doubt.
Taking a deep breath, he picked up the phone. “Hello, Brett Coulson speaking. How can I help?”
“Oh,” came the reply, “Brett. Ah, yes. You’re the other vet, aren’t you? Jolly good. Know what you’re talking about, do you?” The woman’s accent was posh, southern. Like she’d been to a finishing school or something.
Gritting his teeth, Brett then pasted a smile on his face, hoping it would be apparent in his tone, despite the daggers he was actually staring at her through the handset. “Yes, I most certainly do.” Should fucking do, after five years of training and the same again working in the profession. I’m not on bloody work experience here.
“But you sound so young.”
Glad she couldn’t see him, Brett rolled his eyes. Her problem obviously wasn’t an emergency, the way she was waffling on, time-wasting. “I’m almost twenty-nine, Mrs…”
“It’s Ms, actually. Samantha Hanson-Bishop here. So you’re still a baby then.”
“Is there something I can help you with, Ms Hanson-Bishop? Only I’ve a call to go out on in a few minutes.” He couldn’t help the emphasis he’d put on the Ms. It could be construed as sarcastic, but it was still a damn sight more polite than anything he really wanted to say. Would she just get to the point already?
“Yes, yes, of course. That’s why I’m telephoning. I just wanted to make sure I was speaking to someone who actually knew what they were talking about. Clearly your receptionist doesn’t know anything about animals, much less my thoroughbred horses.”
Ah, okay, that made things clearer. The stuck-up, posh bird ran a stable. Now the haughty attitude made sense—she was entitled, bored, and thought she was better than everyone else. Wanting to defend Natasha—who was, in fact, very knowledgeable about animals, it being part of her job and all—Brett had to bite his tongue. If the woman, however snobby and irritating, ran a stable of thoroughbreds, then she was no doubt bringing plenty of money into the practice. They were doing okay, but the loss of a big customer without a replacement wasn’t something they’d be able to sustain for very long. And word of mouth was very important in this game—he didn’t want her bad-mouthing him or the surgery.
*****
Featuring:NY Times Bestselling Author Izzy Szyn
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Lilly has been in love with her brother’s best friend Blake for years. She lost her virginity to the oil driller on her eighteenth birthday, only to wake the next morning to find him gone. After he pulled that stunt twice more, she swore never to see or talk to him again. But now he’s back for her brother’s wedding, and he’s as irresistible as she remembers. Blake thinks Lilly’s even sexier than ever. Unable to resist one another, they don’t make it out of the airport parking lot before taking up where they left off. As the two rediscover their passion for each other, nothing and nowhere is off-limits! 

Excerpt - “I think you’ll live.” Lilly was careful as she dabbed at the cut. It wasn’t all that bad, once the blood was removed. She sensed Blake’s quiet scrutiny as she worked, but she refused to acknowledge it. She had enough on her mind. Like ignoring her tingling nipples, the flutter of arousal in her belly, and the inferno racing through her blood. It occurred to her that she was fighting a losing battle. The chemistry between them was too strong to resist. It always had been. She felt her shirt slip off her shoulder again. 

She held her breath when Blake reached up and outlined the spot where the shirt had come to a stop just below her shoulder. His finger left a trail of fire where he touched her. “Look at me, Lilly.” His tone was low and sexy. Different than before. The sexual undercurrents in his voice warned her he was aroused. 

“I’m almost done.” There was no way she could ignore where she was standing. Somehow when she’d moved closer to Blake he’d parted his thighs and she’d moved inadvertently between them. Now she was right up against where his zipper would be. His cock—big, strong, and pulsing against her belly—was a force to be reckoned with. Lilly thought it best to pretend she didn’t notice, even while struggling with the urge to reach inside his pajama bottoms and touch him. She knew how hot his flesh would feel, and how strong it would throb with her fingers wrapped around it. He made her hungry. 

“There, all done.” She met Blake’s eyes briefly before stepping back. 

“Not quite.” He pulled her back against him sharply. 

Lilly caught her breath. Their eyes met and held for a long time. His smoldering look caused several things to happen to her simultaneously. All of them to do with heat and arousal and the need to find out how far she could make Blake go before he’d forget her warning and do what he wanted to her. 

What they both wanted. 

“What—” 

All at once his hands were in her hair, gripping it tightly. “Screw your damn rules, Lilly, I need this, and so do you.” The hunger in his eyes mesmerized her, sucking her in. It didn’t occur to her to resist. “I need you.” 

As Blake slowly drew her down to him she put her hands on his shoulders to keep from falling forward. “I hate you.” Tears filled her eyes as she was overcome with emotion. Why couldn’t he see how much she loved him? 

He jerked to a halt with obvious surprise, and then chuckled. And before Lilly could draw another breath Blake slammed his mouth down on hers and everything went crazy. 

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Fierce Temper by N.J. Young

Fierce Temper (Ozark Magic #2)
Menage Erotic Suspense
Date Published: August 3, 2016
Publisher: Evernight Publishing


Tessa Lawson has a secret… actually, she has a few. Not only did she used to be known as adult film star Temper Jazz, but she is also on the run after witnessing a murder and stealing $250K from a drug lord. She moved to Magic to hide, but will she be able to hide her heart?

Milo Livingston has his own demons. His guilt over a horrible accident that injured a friend has left him thinking he doesn’t deserve happiness. He surely doesn’t think that Tessa could ever love him.

When Milo’s friend, DEA Agent Archer Collins comes to town searching for Tessa, the trio’s world is thrown into upheaval. Archer is intent on bringing down the drug cartel responsible for his sister’s death. He never expected to fall in love with the key witness he’s been searching for.

After an attempt is made on Tessa’s life, Milo and Archer join forces to protect the woman they care about. Will both men be able to overcome their own demons and trust Tessa with their hearts? And will their love be enough to protect her from the dangerous people who want her dead? Adult ExcerptDamn, this boy can kiss.A fog of desire filled Tessa’s brain as Archer’s tongue explored her mouth. It was different from how he’d kissed her before. It was raw, honest, as if he was offering himself up to her. A happy sigh escaped her as Archer pulled away. She started to turn to Milo to kiss him in turn, but Archer scooped her up in his arms and walked toward the stairs.“What are you doing?” she asked as Milo followed them.“Pet, we have taken you on pretty much every surface in this house, but for some reason, we rarely end up in the bedroom,” Milo answered. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable right now. You’re hurt.”“I’m not hurt.” Her lower lip jutted out in a dramatic pout. He was right how they had christened every room, though. The California King bed that currently dominated the master bedroom still proved to be a little small when they really started getting creative. It was good for sleeping, though. She’d never slept better in her life than she did when she was cuddled in between the two of them. “I don’t mind being in other rooms in the house. The rug in the study is nice and fluffy. It’s much easier on my knees than the rug in the great room,” she mused.A chuckle rumbled in Archer’s chest as he reached the top of the stairs. The way he could carry her all over without even breathing hard was downright impressive. “You’ve had a rough day, baby.” His kiss landed on the top of her head. “We won’t make you get on your knees.”“What? You don’t understand. I have to be on my knees for what I have planned.”They reached the bedroom, and Archer sat her on the edge of the bed, stepping back to stand in front of her. Milo stood next to him, and both men crossed their arms over their chests, looking like gorgeous gods. The only thing that would make them even sexier is if they would take their damn clothes off. And if they would get rid of those disapproving frowns. What was thatabout? “What exactly do you mean what you have planned?” The dark tone of Milo’s voice sent a thrill through her. All it took was him using his Dom voice to make her melt.“Is that how this works, baby?” Archer stared down at her, his hooded eyes darkening to that rich caramel color. Well, hell. She hadn’t really been thinking about rules when she’d made her plan. “Well, I … um, no … Masters.” They both stepped closer, and she felt her breath quicken. Her face was even with the large bulge in Milo’s jeans, and she had to bite her lip as her mouth started to water. Archer’s cock also looked to be noticeably straining against his jeans.Milo’s large hand was surprisingly gentle when he reached out to stroke her cheek with the backs of his knuckles. She reached out automatically, and Archer took her hand. It seemed as though she didn’t feel complete unless she was touching both of them. “You tend to get your way outside of the bedroom.” Milo threaded his fingers through her hair. “But in the bedroom, we make the rules.”Tessa raised her eyes to meet his. “In the bedroom, on the kitchen counter, on the rug in front of the fireplace. Humph. That hardly seems fair.” The words were out of her mouth before she’d really even thought about it. She immediately regretted it when Milo’s thick fingers clenched in her hair. The quick bite of pain made her gasp, even as she felt the heat grow between her legs.“I think that’s enough backtalk, pet. Over my knee.”  I'm a Midwestern girl and a lover of coffee, live music, and horror movies, not necessarily in that order. I've been writing all my life, and I honestly can't remember a time when I wanted to do anything but write. After many years spent suffering the trials of corporate America and writing about everything from financial risk management to software user manuals to website copy about radiators (sadly, I'm not kidding), I decided take the plunge and start writing books. I love a good love story with super hot alpha males, strong heroines, a little humor, and a lot of suspense. Sprinkle in some sexual fantasies and a few BDSM aspects, and Boom! These are only a few of the themes you'll find in my books. When I'm not writing, I'm probably at Starbucks, or fighting evil with the help of my husband, two children, and our houseful of animals.   Contact Links Website: www.njyoungbooks.com Facebook: www.facebook.com/njyoungauthor Twitter: www.twitter.com/neilarocks Blog: www.njyoungbooks.com/blog Instagram: www.instagram.com/neilarocks Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/njyoung    Purchase Links  Amazon: www.amazon.com/author/njyoung (author page)   a Rafflecopter giveaway

New Cover for The Evans Brothers Trilogy!

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The Evans brothers have a lot in common. They're bachelors, Texas ranchers, and they own a security business. But the hottest, sexiest thing they have going for them is that they are triplets, identical. The thirty-something year olds aren't looking for love, but when they meet the women who tame, and then claim them, it's final, and forever. 

A Perfect Fit - Marissa Lambert is furious with her agent for hiring a security agency to protect her. The last thing she needs is some Texas cowboy following her around, and telling her what to do. Just because two plus-sized models have turned up dead in a month doesn’t mean she’s at risk. And besides, she can take care of herself. 

Beau Evans owns and operates Evans Security, and he’s the unlucky one who gets to babysit the beautiful Marissa. The moment he watches her strut her stuff down the runway, in a revealing corset that hugs her generous assets, he gets an itch that doesn’t go away. Their first encounter ends with an angry exchange and a battle of strong wills, but once they succumb to the lust in their blood there’s no turning back. 

Surrender to Desire - Callie thought her man troubles were over when she accepts work at the Evans ranch. Until Blade Evans rescues her out of a tree and she winds up in his arms, and his bed. Against her will she starts to fall for the handsome cowboy. Then begins to wonder, as his new housekeeper, is she just a convenient outlet for his sexual urges? Or does he feel the same way about her? 

Burning Hunger - They say that opposites attract but Val and Chaz are equals when it comes to the bedroom. Neither are strangers to one-night stands, and partying hard. But all that’s in the past, or is it? 

They come together out of necessity, and soon give in to temptation, unable to ignore the heat between them. Besides, they both know how the game is played, and what the outcome will be. Only this time, will it be different? 


The Persecution by Lucy Felthouse

Out Now – The Persecution of the Wolves by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #PNR #thriller #shifter
Blurb:
Werewolf brothers Matthew and Isaac have lived in the peaceful village of Eyam, Derbyshire all their lives. The villagers know what happens every full moon, and have their reasons for keeping quiet. But this secrecy comes at a cost—the brothers can’t risk romantic entanglements.
Then, at the full moon, a sheep is slaughtered on Eyam Moor, by what could only be a large animal. Even the brothers’ staunchest supporters begin to have their doubts about who—or what—could have done it.
As the brothers fight to clear their names, things are complicated by unexpected opportunities to indulge their lust. Isaac is intrigued by a handsome newcomer to the village, and a vivacious visitor is happy to offer Matthew her all.
Can the men prove their innocence, or is their centuries-old secret about to be revealed to the outside world, bringing their carefully-crafted existence crashing down around their ears?
PLEASE NOTE: This book was previously published as Pack of Lies—the content has not changed. The novel also contains both M/F and M/M scenes.
Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/the-persecution-of-the-wolves/
*****  Excerpt:
As Matthew and Isaac Adams opened the front door to their house, the telephone started ringing. Matthew sighed. “Typical. No rest for the wicked. I’ll answer it, you go and get ready for work.”
Isaac nodded and headed off to do as his brother advised. Matthew, the older of the two, walked toward the ringing phone and snatched it off the hook. Then, remembering that the person on the other end of the line would have no idea what a rough night he’d just had, he made the effort to inject some politeness into his tone.
“Hello? Adams residence.” Isaac had told him time and time again that the last part about the residence was old-fashioned, that people didn’t say that anymore, but Matthew couldn’t seem to shake it.
“Hello, Matthew? It’s Richard.” The village vicar’s voice, even though he’d only spoken four words, sounded strained, almost panicked. “You boys just get back?”
“Yeah, a moment ago. Why, what’s up?”
“I, uh… I got a call. A dead sheep has been found up on the moor. Not just dead. Mutilated. Like a wild animal attack.”
An unpleasant feeling wormed its way under Matthew’s skin and his stomach flipped. “Oh?” He paused, then figured he had nothing to gain by not saying the next words he wanted to. “You don’t think it was us?”
The vicar’s gasp was instant, one of genuine surprise. “Lord, no! Absolutely not. I just phoned to let you know and I was wondering if you’d come up there with me and take a look? You and Isaac are probably more qualified than anyone else in the village to tell what did this.”
“Isaac has to work, he just went to get ready. But yes, I’ll come up. I’ll let my brother know where I’m going, then I’ll be straight over. Are you at the rectory?”
“Yes. Okay, I’ll see you soon. Thanks, Matthew. Bye.”
“Goodbye.”
Matthew hung up the phone with another sigh. The horrible feeling that had crept under his skin and taken over his gut seemed as if it was there to stay, and it was never a good sign. The vicar’s news was surprising, yes, but he also had an inkling that it was going to spell trouble, or at the very least, inconvenience for him and his brother.
Pulling in a deep breath in an attempt to calm his jangling nerves, Matthew walked upstairs and toward his brother’s bedroom. The door was closed. He knocked. “You decent?”
“Yeah,” Isaac replied, “close enough.”
Stepping into the room, Matthew looked at his brother. He was half-dressed, ready for his shift at the doctor’s surgery, where he was a general practitioner. “Sorry to interrupt, mate, but that was Richard on the phone. They’ve found a mutilated sheep up on the moor, and he’s asked me to go with him to check it out.”
Isaac paused with one arm pushed into his shirtsleeve. “He doesn’t think—”
Matthew cut him off. “No. He was quite adamant about that. He just thought we’d be able to help figure out what did it. I explained that you’ve got to go to work, though. I’m going to head across there now and go up with him.”
“I could phone in, let them know I’ll be late.”
Matthew held up his hand. “There’s no need, brother. Relax. Just go to work and help the sick people. I’ll let you know what—if anything—I find out.”
Opening his mouth, then closing it again, Isaac seemed to have thought better of whatever he was going to say. He continued to dress. “All right, I will. But make sure you let me know what happens. Send me a text or something, and I’ll phone you as soon as I have a gap in between patients.”
Matthew grimaced. He hated texting. Hated mobile phones, actually. Technology was one of the things he disliked most about modern-day life, though he realized it was a necessary evil. It solved as many problems for him and his brother as it created, so he dealt with it as best he could. Fortunately, Isaac had always had an affinity with computers and phones, so he tutored Matthew.
“Yeah, all right. I’d better go and find my phone first then, eh?”
Smirking at his brother’s rolled eyes, he left the room and headed for his own bedroom, where he thought he’d left the device the previous night before he and Isaac had headed for the caves. Immediately spotting the mobile phone—which Isaac often made a point of telling him was akin to a brick—he grabbed it, stuffed it into his pocket, and made his way downstairs.
Retrieving his keys from the hook by the front door, he called up to his brother. “I’m going now, Isaac. I’ll see you after my shift at the pub. I’m working until closing time.”
“Okay. Don’t forget to keep me posted!”
“I won’t.” As if he could forget. The dead sheep was going to be a big thing, he just knew it. The vicar might not think he and his brother had anything to do with it, but some of the other villagers might. When there was no proof either way, just his and Isaac’s word, it was understandable, really. Since he and his brother changed into wolves every full moon, it was a natural conclusion to draw. Particularly since normal wolves had been extinct in England for over five hundred years.
*****  Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller) and Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller). Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 140 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter and Facebook. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

Enigma by Vanessa Liebe

It gives us great pleasure to bring you the Cover Reveal for ENIGMA, the first novel in The Enigma Series by Vanessa Liebe! Enigma is wet, wild, and deliciously sensual... guaranteed to tickle your senses in every fun and imaginative way.Click here to pre-order your copy now!About EnigmaSeries: The Enigma Trilogy, Book 1
Genre: Erotic Romance, Contemporary Romance, Marital HeatMark and Lucy Fuller have a great marriage, or so they think. But there is always room for improvement and there is one side to their marriage that they have never discussed or indulged in and that is their fantasies. When Lucy is referred to a new club where they can enact their fantasies, albeit only be intimate with one another, they become members and discover a whole new side to their marriage with some interesting and positive results.READER ALERT:Mark had no idea being kidnapped by his wife could be so arousing or that she could spank so well. Caution! When you read about Mark and Lucy’s sexual fantasies you may need that cold shower. Join them on a wet, wild and deliciously sensual ride and dare to wonder about your own.Pre-order your copy of Enigma today at Red Sage Publishing.GiveawayJoin the Enigma giveaway contest from Sep 27 - Nov 22, 2016!
Get a chance to win a $30 Amazon Gift Card + Themed Gifts!Click here to join the Rafflecopter Giveaway contest!Coming Soon!Watch out for the Enigma Release Day announcement happening soon.Click here to pre-order your copy of Enigma now!About Vanessa LiebeVanessa Liebe is the author of fun, sexy erotic romance and erotica, both contemporary and historical. She mostly writes in the Fantasy and Paranormal categories as she likes a man with bite.Vanessa is married with three children and resides in Hampshire, South East England. When not house training her children, reading or writing, she likes to sit in the garden with a glass of rose wine.Visit the Official Vanessa Liebe blog site: https://vanessaliebe.com Connect with Vanessa Liebe on Social Media: Facebook, Twitter, GoodreadsIn partnership with

No Mercy Cover

Just in case you missed my earlier post!

 A spin-off erotic biker romance from Phantom Riders MC - HawkAllie and Rock's storyPre-order available soon!   

Club trouble won’t keep Rock from bringing his son and Allie home.


Rock
He’s the VP of Phantom Riders MC.
Dangerous. Unpredictable. Ruthless.
A killer who’ll stop at nothing to keep what’s his.
And he wants Allie and their son.


Allie
She’d given Rock her virginity.
Hurt and inexperience sent her running.
She eluded him for seven years.
And then one day he just shows up at her door.
Demanding his son. Claiming her.

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I've decided to make some of my earlier releases permanently free. You can get them from Smashwords or All Romance Ebooks.

They are still offered at Amazon but for some reason I've been unable to list them free there so you'll notice on my Amazon author page that they're listed at 0.99 ea.

They are all full length romances, and all but one is a best seller at All Romance Ebooks.

Kiss Me!The Cowboy WayOut of ControlWicked DesireSomeone to Love MeNothing but TroubleAll the Right Moves

Spinoff from Phantom Riders MC - Hawk

This full length erotic biker romance is a spinoff from Phantom Riders MC - Hawk. The story is about the VP of Phantom Riders, Rock, and the woman who ran away pregnant with his baby years before. Right now I'm crossing my fingers for an end of December release date. It will be up for pre-order soon. Below is an excerpt that is not edited or finalized. Enjoy!

Excerpt - "I'm taking my son back to Maine with me."
“You can’t do that,” she finally said.
“I can, and I will,” I assured her. “As his mother you’re welcome to come along.”
She looked at me as if I’d grown another head. “Our life is here, Rock. My job, Sam’s school.” A grin tugged at my mouth when she slammed her hands on her hips.
“Is that all?” I sneered. “There are jobs and schools everywhere.” Her cute little mouth tightened. The fire in her eyes became brighter. “What about your love life?”
“That’s none of your fucking business,” she said with anger, her tits moving with her heavy breathing. “Now either we sit down and talk like grown adults on how to handle this situation with our son, or you can get the hell out.”
The slightest quiver of her bottom lip was the only tell tale sign that she was about to lose it, and by lose it, I meant start to cry. In spite of that she was holding her own, facing off with me and putting down her foot. She was like a tigress where Sam was concerned. And that made me feel fucking good. Showed me she’d been a good mother to our son. I grinned. I liked her spunk. And because this was about Sam, I’d let her get away with it this time.

“There’s nothing to discuss, baby.” Why did I feel like I was beating a dead horse? We just kept going round and round. Guess it was time to put my own foot down, and remind Allie who she was dealing with. She should know she can never win against me. “This is how it’s going to be. BK and Big John will help you pack up your shit and put it on a truck with my bike. You and Sam will drive back to Maine in the truck with me.”
“Your brothers came with you?”
“You know we never travel alone.” I began to laugh when I saw her expression change to one of concern. “Sweetheart, I don’t need any help in handling you, if that’s what you think.”
“I wasn’t thinking that. I’ve been on my own for seven years. I don’t need handling.”
“Then maybe what you need is a good fuck.” Oh, she didn’t like that. Her pretty peaches and cream complexion turned a few deep shades of red. “You seem a little tense, baby.”
She took a deep breath. “Leave it to you to turn this into sex, Rock. I see nothing has changed. Is that all you ever think about? You don’t know what I need and you’re a-a asshole!” Allie was so mad she was visibly trembling.

“You forget I know you baby. You like sex almost as much as I do, especially after a good fight.” I knew that I was baiting her, trying to see how far I could push her before she jumped off the edge and threw herself at me in a fit of rage. My dick jumped at the thought of having her curves against it.
“Correction, Rock,” I could practically see the waves of anger rolling off her. “You knew me.” There was satisfaction in her snarky tone. A second later she was pivoting toward the kitchen.