When Dr. Cain Turner's life was literally blown apart in a small province of Afghanistan, it was only the hope and memories of one woman that propelled him forward. But there were more demons to face.
In the small country hamlet of Paradise,
Tennessee...Faith waits. Surrounded by her loving sisters, Faith McKinnon had
faced her own demons, having thought that the love of her life had deserted
her.
But fate...and a few meddling McKinnon
sisters...conspired to bring the two star-crossed lovers together again.
NOTE: Romantica -- this is a romance with erotica
in certain sections!!
“You like that don’t you, baby?” he
asked huskily between wet kisses while he twisted her other nipple between two
fingers. “You like me playing with these
gorgeous little raspberries you have.”
“God, yes,” Faith gasped, wrenching her
lips away from his as she moaned.
“Harder, Cain,” she begged.
Pinching and releasing the tempting
little buds he held, he kissed a slow tender trail down her creamy neck,
pausing only long enough to lick her throbbing pulse before moving on to one
lush, perfectly formed breast. “So
pretty,” he murmured before pulling her nipple between his lips and raking his
teeth against the sensitive skin.
“Yes!” Faith breathed, cupping her palm
against his shaved head as he ate at her breast. “That feels so good,” she panted, wriggling
in front of him in a bit to get closer.
“Yeah?” Cain mumbled around her nipple
before kissing a path across her chest to the other breast. Swirling his tongue around the taut peak, he
smiled. “Finger your clit, baby,” he
ordered in a low voice. “Get that pussy
ready for my tongue,” he growled, sucking her nipple sharply before using his
teeth to gently bite the engorged flesh.
Drawing back enough to watch Faith
slowly slide her hand down her midriff, he licked his lips when two of her
fingers spread her labia and stroked the pink pearl peeking from beneath its
hood. “Oh, now that’s beautiful,
darlin’,” he praised as she shivered in his arms. He could see the light touch of her fingers
ratcheting up her desire, her juices coating the slender fingers she used to
pleasure herself. “That’s it,” he
encouraged softly, mesmerized by the sight of those delicate digits stroking
over that cluster of nerves at the apex of her sex. “That’s how I want you to touch yourself
while I’m gone, and every time you do, I want you to imagine me between those
milky thighs. Think about how good my
tongue feels when I’m licking you nice and slow.”
Sarah O'Rourke is the alter ego of two best friends who have taken their passion for romantic fiction and erotica, along with a slight twist into the paranormal, to the publishing world. Born and raised in the southern United States, one lives near Louisville, KY, while the other resides in Atlanta, Georgia. Neither is ever very far from a tall glass of sweet iced tea, their dog-eared copies of Gone With the Wind, or their Steel Magnolias DVDs!
Formerly an accountant and a chemist,
they are now overworked, stay-at-home moms who adore their children, their
husbands...and writing about love in every way possible! Choosing the
professional name Sarah O'Rourke was a spur-of-the-moment decision...and it
worked!!
The Sarah duo has now published six
novellas, ranging from steamy erotica to romantic comedy, all with a firm
commitment to happily ever after. Multiple projects are in the
works, including a male/male with a surprise ménage that could peel the paint
from the walls!
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