HAWT MEN IN AND OUT OF UNIFORM
Blurb:
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.
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.”
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Author Bio:
Born in the
mid-seventies Honor has always had a love for the written word. Whether she is
reading a book from another author or writing a story of her own, she is always
letting her mind expand and delve into possibilities. It all started off as
scribbles for her, then a phase of poetry before she found her true calling in
the erotic paranormal genre where her imagination is only limit.
Since beginning
her journey as a published author in 2012 Honor says she has learned a great
deal about herself and writing. She believes that it’s a never-ending journey,
the mind always wanting to learn and to grow. With that comes a better skill
and smoothness to her writing she’s discovered and begun to enjoy more with
each story she creates.
Thankfully, as
she puts it, she has a job that gives her plenty of opportunity to write
whatever comes to mind with very few interruptions. Her biggest supporters are,
as always, her family. Her two children and her husband are continuously
providing her with laughter and joy, making the time she takes to write a
little bit easier. Without them and their support she knows she wouldn’t be
half the author she is today.
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Reading this one now and it fricking rocks!
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