Fletcher "Mustang" Call is a dedicated
SEAL and a committed Dom. The one thing he isn't is relationship material. A
tragedy in his past killed his desire for more than a good time on leave and a
little D/s play. Until April Coe walked into his life, a woman unlike any he’s
known. Problem is, she’s as vanilla as they come.
April was warned about Mustang, a man as wild and free as his call sign,
so she doesn’t expect him to stick around for long. That’s okay, she'll enjoy
the great sex while she can. At least, she thought it was great. When she
senses her sexy bronco is holding back, she has to decide whether to ride the
mustang a little harder or set him free.
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She had a plan already in her
head. Once they were in bed, naked, she’d go to work on him with her mouth and her
hands the way he loved. Then, when she had him hanging on the edge, she’d pry
it out of him. Because she really wanted answers.
She could hardly concentrate
while she put away the leftovers and loaded the plates and silverware in the
dishwasher. She had taken great care, showering and dressing for tonight. And
naughtily left off any panties. When she bent over the dishwasher, the skirt
rode up and she knew he could see her bare flesh.
“Jesus, April.” His breath
hissed through his teeth. “Are you deliberately trying to drive me nuts?”
She turned and gave him what
she hoped was a sexy smile. “Maybe.”
He rose from his chair, all
six foot four of him. She looked at him over her shoulder and saw heat burning
unmistakably in his slate grey eyes. The muscles in his rough-jawed face were
tight with hunger. One large hand cupped her chin, tilting it up so he could
brush his mouth over hers. “I’ve only satisfied one kind of hunger so far
tonight. I need to feed the other.”
“Someone’s in a hurry
tonight,” she teased, but she was glad. It made her plan that much easier to
put into play.
“Someone can hardly ever keep
his hands off you,” he whispered, nipping the place where her neck and shoulder
joined. His hand reached beneath her top and lifted it over her head, tossing
it to the counter.
“No bra, either.” His voice
was tight with control. “Naughty girl.”
“I like being naughty,” she
told him. Maybe that would give him a hint.
His tongue danced over the
upper swell of her breasts, pausing to trace a line in the valley between them.
When he pulled a nipple into his mouth, she felt the tug all the way to her
cunt and had to clutch his upper arms to steady herself.
“What do you say we take this
out of the kitchen?” he murmured in her ear, his voice husky.
“O-okay.”
She started to push away from
him, but he swept her up in his arms and strode with determined steps to her
bedroom. Standing her next to the bed, he took a moment to rake his eyes over
her. Her skin prickled with the hunger in his gaze, the intensity of it warming
her entire body. Just the caress of his eyes always made her liquid and weak.
She stood there, powerless as he began to remove the rest of her clothing. And
when she was completely naked, her body quivering with desire, he took her
mouth in another kiss, this one so ravenous and claiming it actually made her
shake.
She closed her eyes, giving
herself over to the feelings sweeping over her, feeling Fletch’s big hands as
they lifted her to the bed. When she opened them, he was removing the last of
his own clothing, kicking his shoes to the side and climbing onto the bed with
her. When he pulled her into his arms, his body vibrated with tension, the same
coiled energy that was always there when they made love.
No!
Not this time.
Now do you RIDE THE MUSTANG?
You know you want to!
You know you want to!
Known
the world over as the oldest living author of erotic romance, and referred to
by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, Desiree Holt is
three times a finalist for an EPIC E-Book Award (and a winner in 2014), a
nominee for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award, winner of the first 5
Heart Sweetheart of the Year Award at The Romance Studio as well as twice a
CAPA Award winner for best BDSM book of the year, winner of the Holt Medallion
for Excellence in Romance Literature. She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi
Times and numerous other national and international publications.
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Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more
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