Someone is out to get Delilah Faith
Cassidy, but she doesn’t know who or why and the police don’t believe her. When
everything she owns goes up in flames, she flees Chicago and heads south.
Frightened, confused, and determined to stay alive, she boards the excursion
boat to Silver Island, only to find herself in bigger danger when she meets
firefighters Blaze Vardry and Kalvin Fitzpatrick.
Blaze and Kalvin have done everything
together since their days in the fire academy. They moved to Silver Island
where ménage relationships are accepted in hopes of finding that special woman
they can share forever. One look at Delilah and they know they’ve found her.
But the flame that ignites between them
isn’t the only one burning on the island. Trouble is turning sparks into
infernos, and Delilah is in the center of it all. Blaze and Kalvin have to
trust their hearts, ignore their suspicions, and find out who is after Delilah
before they lose her forever.
Excerpt:
Delilah wanted to forget. She wanted just a few
hours where something in her life would feel normal again. Except nothing about
being with Blaze felt normal. It had been years since she’d been with a man
and, even then, she’d never felt this brutal need to be touched, taken, and
held forever. The need felt far more than sexual. It stretched deep inside,
reaching places in her soul no man had ever been.
She knew what he was asking permission to do and
she wanted it. Still, her heart ached with the knowledge that what was
happening between them was quickly turning into an affair she wouldn’t be able
to walk away from. And she’d have to. A part of her understood that. But, dear
God, how would she ever survive the fallout?
“Touch me, Blaze,” she heard herself whisper and
felt the final nail drive into the coffin that sealed her fate. “Make love to
me. Make me forget.”
A primal growl left his throat and then he was
kissing her. He slanted his mouth over hers, licked his way between her lips,
and she accepted him without hesitation. She relaxed against him, delving her
fingers in the back of his hair as he took the kiss deeper, making love to her
mouth with a sensuality that had her head racing with ecstasy. It stole all her
thoughts, claimed her very being, and had every nerve ending in her body
screaming for more.
One of his hands dropped to her ass, holding her
firmly against him as his other hand fumbled with the clasp of her bra. His
cock pressed at her belly, a thick wedge of tantalizing hardness she wanted to
feel ramming inside her. Juices slickened her folds, seeped from between her
pussy lips, and soaked her panties. His touch had ignited a flame deep inside,
one she knew wouldn’t be extinguished until he thrust his dick into her aching
channel.
He broke the kiss, licked his way down her jaw,
and she let her head fall back, fighting to breathe as his tongue traveled down
her neck. Her hands fisted in his hair as he folded his body, bending slightly
to trace the lace of her dress just above her breasts with his tongue. He
surprised a gasp out of her the next moment when he straightened and spun her
around in his arms. His movements returned to being slow and steady as he
peeled off her dress and bra, his hands sparking a sizzling path of awareness
on her flesh as they glided down to cup her breasts.
Her head fell back on his chest, her eyes
closing on their own accord as his large hands worked her breasts, his slightly
callused palms teasing her nipples to beaded points.
He nuzzled his face in the side of her neck,
nipped, and then licked the tiny dart of pain away. “Damn, you feel so good.”
His voice was a rough velvet against her sensitized flesh.
A soft whimper left her throat as he released
her breasts, his hands returning to their exploration of her body. Her dress
had gotten hung on her hips and he pushed it down, snagging the thin straps of
her panties with this thumbs and taking them down, too. She felt both garments
fall to pool around her feet as his hands flattened on the front of her thighs.
“Spread your legs for me, darlin’.”
She couldn’t have argued if she’d wanted to.
Feeling completely under a spell of his casting, she opened for him, her breath
lodging in her throat as one of his hand moved between her legs to cup her
pussy.
“So hot,” he murmured, the warm of his breath
against the side of her neck sending white-hot bolts of desire shooting through
her system to collide with the inferno blazing in her pussy. “So wet.” One
finger slipped between her folds, swirled in the juices that coated her most
sensitive flesh, and eased back out again.
She opened her eyes to see his hand coming up,
his finger covered with her cream. She watched, rolling her head on his chest,
as he brought the finger to his mouth and licked it clean.
A low, appreciative growl rumbled from his
chest. “So tasty.” He met her gaze and the heat in his eyes made her feel as if
she were burning alive. He didn’t look away as his hand returned to her pussy.
The finger delved between her folds again, this time with a partner, and he
circled her opening with the pad of both before slowly pushing the digits
side-by-side into her flaming channel.
She clenched her teeth, sucking in a breath as
her muscles protested the invasion for all of a half-second before stretching
to accommodate the width of his fingers.
“Damn, you’re tight.”
“It’s been a long time.”
“How long?”
“Years.”
His fingers stilled inside her as he stared at
her, disbelief twisting with what she could only define as happiness in his
eyes. “I’ll take it easy, darlin’. I promise.”
Delilah chewed her bottom lip, loving the way it
sparked a newfound heat in his eyes. “I promise you don’t have to.”
He covered her mouth with his, filling her with
the dark taste of passion as his fingers wiggled inside her cunt. He curled
them, stroked the inner walls of her channel, and wriggled them more until he
found her g-spot.
Pressure built, her womb convulsed with the need
to orgasm, and she moaned into his mouth. The heel of his palm ground against
her clit as his fingers started to pump in and out of her pussy and she blindly
reached an arm behind her, wound it around his neck, and fisted it in the back
of his hair. Quivering with needs so deep she wondered how she didn’t pass out
from the desire, she thrust her hips forward, drawing his fingers even deeper
inside her, and felt the damn break. Every muscle in her body tensed, quaked,
and released as pleasure more intense than anything she’d ever felt tore
through her pussy and spread through her system.
“Fuck, that was hot.”
