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Thursday, July 02, 2015

Want a Hero that's Got Your Six?

Sexy military vets that just turn you inside out, know how to protect their woman....what else do we want. Oh, I know, we want 12 Alphas 12 Months boxset to see just how Erosa Knowles brings this romantic suspense to life.

In the end, the only words he needed were hers in Reclamation: Got your Six

Here's a little sneak peek:

      Max cupped her cheeks while staring into dark eyes. His fingertip grazed her full lips. The love in his heart reflected in their depths. Max’s heart squeezed in gratitude.
“No.” She placed a kiss on the tip of his nose. “This is perfect. You’re perfect… for me. Love you, babe.” Leaning in, she kissed him softly, Max gloried in the feel of her lips on his, deepening their connection. Tamara threw one leg over his and moved closer.
Smiling, he watched her maneuver on the narrow lounger until she lay on top, hands planted on his chest. Tamara met his gaze with a wicked gleam. “I’m on top,” she stated the obvious.
Max’s hand moved beneath the light fabric and rested on the small of her back, grateful she wore boy shorts and a tank top. Nothing felt as good as her soft, warm skin.
“Okay. Now what?” Max wiggled his brows and ran a palm down to her firm ass. “Nice pillow.” He slapped one cheek and then squeezed both, enjoying her squirming. “Hope you know what you’re doing with all that wiggling.” Max lifted his hips slightly, pressing his hardness into her.
“Yes, I do.” Tamara turned toward the sliding glass door. “How long before Kevin wakes up?”
Max bit back a groan. Hearing your kid’s name was a sure-fire way to deflate your boner. “An hour or two, maybe less, so let’s hurry.”
Tamara sat with her hands on his stomach and her legs hanging on each side. The morning sun surrounded her like a halo, kissing her mocha complexion and confirming his belief she was his angel.
“Hurry?” Tamara shook her head slowly and placed a hand on his lips. “Sorry, don’t do … hurry or fast. Not with you.” She rolled her hips. Black chin length hair moved against her face, providing cover. Her eyelids drooped half-way.
Max gasped as pleasurable tension shot through his core. Perhaps he should rethink that angel classification. The delicious torment wreaked on him leaned in the opposite direction. His heartbeat raced.
“Babe, what are you doing?” Max asked, trying to catch a breath.
“Nothing, just checking things out from up here.”
Closing his eyes, he dropped his head onto the lounger, allowing his lover to do her thing. Lately, a project at work had kept her tied in knots, and being a stress reliever had awesome benefits. Four days at the beach seemed the perfect remedy to rest and reconnect. Tamara’s knuckles grazed his cheek.
Max opened his eyes half-mast, watching, and waiting.
“I love you so much,” she whispered.
His dick jumped. Not because of what she said, but how the longing in her voice crawled inside his skin. “I never thought… never expected to meet someone like you. Not after… well, Eugene.”
Max tamped down the burgeoning irritation at the mention of that bastard into this special time.
Tamara rubbed against him, coaxing his cock back to life and robbing his mind of thought. His grip tightened on her ass, holding her close.
“You are so much more. A great father, friend to so many, and most importantly…” she whispered, and then kissed him lightly, again and again. Her tongue brushed against his mouth and slid between his lips.
Eager to join with her, Max’s body hummed with expectation. His fingertips trailed between her legs, seeking entry. “What? Most importantly what?” he asked when she stopped moving.
Tamara’s lips hovered above his. “Mine. All mine.”
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