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!