Once you’re in a prison gang, you’re in it for life. That’s what Mason Harding thought until the boss accepted his resignation. After the State releases him on parole, a sexy divorcée behind the wheel of a car almost ends his life quicker than a shank. His chance encounter with Mia Eddison results in a night of passion, but her brother—his parole officer—catches them together and doesn’t approve.
Mia falls hard for the cocky ex-con, but not because of his chiseled body. She vows to break through his walls and discover his secrets, but never expects those secrets to threaten her life.
When members of an organized crime ring kidnap Mia to force Mason’s return to the gang, he goes up against an old friend to save the woman he loves. Will his sacrifice be enough or will everything fall apart in a blaze of gunfire?
Tagline – Their chance encounter resulted in a steamy affair, but will his former gang and a parole officer tear them apart?
“You ache, don’t you? Tell me you ache.”
Her eyelids fluttered closed. She moaned, unable to form coherent words.
His hands roamed over her chest and stomach, cupped every curve and teased every valley, and swept her up in a fierce storm of need.
As the weight of his body lifted from hers, her eyes snapped open and a whimper crawled up her throat. Mia fisted her hands in his hair and shuddered as he brushed his lips across her forehead and down her nose.
A seductive smile spread across Mason’s cheeks. Time seemed to stand still. With a slow, lazy twist of his hands, he grasped her wrists and pressed just hard enough that her fingers weakened and slid free from his hair.
Mia licked her lips. Her heart hammered and echoed in the room—or maybe just in her own ears, she couldn’t be sure—and her heavy panting matched the rhythm of his.
He kissed her and moved to the side of the bed. The muscles in his back gleamed and rolled as he bent over to unlace his boots and kick them off along with his socks.
She reached out to stroke her nails down those taut muscles, but he stood and shook his head at her with a no-no look in his eyes. The reprimand coiled a wave of lust in her stomach. Tempted to pounce on top of him, Mia clutched the blanket to keep her body firmly on the mattress and her hands to herself.
He grabbed a condom from his wallet and stripped off his jeans, wickedly commando beneath. The head of his thick cock glistened as he pumped the shaft with his hand. Mason returned to the bed, licked a trail of decadent heat up her calf and over her thigh, and hooked his finger under the hem of her panties to pull them down.
Mia could hardly breathe.
Oh, this is luscious, Amber! You stop it at just the right point.
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All of these books are in my ridiculously large TBR pile. Sigh. One of these days…
My TBR pile is huge too! 🙁
Agree, luscious – and I love this line: “a whimper crawled up her throat. “
I love that line too!!
I’d say that breathing is the least of her concerns right now! Getting to enjoy that “thick cock,” already weeping tears of joy for her, is LOTS more important! Nice scene. Thanks for sharing.
LOL! Mia is a lucky girl. 🙂
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