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| Sexual Deceptions, Volume 2 |
| Two futuristic romances in one great volume - available now |
| TO BED A SPY, by Rayne Forrest UNDERCOVER LOVERS, by Brenda Williamson |
| Undercover Lovers by Brenda Williamson Government spy, Jenova Moorling is working undercover investigating a worldwide white slavery operation, but the process is daunting. She doesn’t have time for love. But when she kisses a man to maintain her undercover status, she suddenly decides all work and no play is a big problem. What woman can deny hidden desires for a handsome stranger that draws upon her buried lust. Derex Compton is in the right place at the right time. He has to tail Jenova and make sure she’s doing an efficient job. However, when their relationship escalates into a sexual affair and his covert operation is discovered, it creates a big problem between the couple, causing Jenova to go on a dangerous mission to prove her competency as an agent. When she ends up a captive on a BDSM cruise ship, can Derex save her from men that enjoy torturing woman to death? |
| TO BED A SPY by Rayne Forrest In the year 2169 The fiery gaze of a total stranger across a crowded subway station fuels Rae Browning's overactive imagination. Drop-dead gorgeous, he could have stepped out of one of her favorite novels. After he breaks into her apartment, Rae stops longing for excitement and adventure. She wants her quiet life back. Thaddeus Julius Light, TJ to his associates, is a spy in the deep cold, his cover compromised, his life in danger. Rae Browning holds the key to what’s going on and she doesn’t even know it. Retrieving the data chip from Rae is easy, keeping her safe might not be. TJ is forced to continue his deceptions, enlisting her help to prove his innocence and complete his mission. Keeping his mind on business isn’t easy with Rae at his side. TJ has but one question - what will it take for Rae to bed a spy? |
| Sexual Deceptions 2 ISBN: Ebook ISBN: 978-1-60313-534-4 Print ISBN: 978-1-60313-535-1 |
EXCERPT
“Let me get this straight. You need food. You need help. What else would you
like, Master?”
A slow grin spread across his face. “I’d like to get some sleep tonight, but I’m
afraid to close my eyes for fear you’ll crack my skull with that wrench under
your pillow. That is unless you sleep with me.”
Infuriated, Rae rolled from his grasp, off the far side of the bed, and stood
glaring at him. He sat, unmoving, a smug look on his face as he shrugged his
shoulders.
“Babe, you don’t know what you’re turning down.”
“You’re a conceited…egotistical…ass!”
“Don’t forget arrogant. Now, who’s cooking?”
Rae reined in her temper before it got her in any deeper. She rubbed the dull
ache in her temples and decided that if feeding that man proved the fastest
way to get rid of him, she’d give in and do it. Without a word, she turned and
stepped toward the bedroom door. He had her in an instant, pulling her
against his chest, holding her in a steel embrace. She glared up at him.
“You’re shooting daggers at me again, babe. Pretty eyes like yours should be
all soft and misty when a man’s holding you. Like this.” His mouth came down
on hers, boldly claiming rights she hadn’t ceded him. Rae forgot to be
outraged. How could she be when her insides promptly turned to jelly and she
had to be careful not to fall over in a heap? Her nipples tingled and peaked. It
took all her self-control not to rub them while he watched.
His lips pressed to hers, his hand slid down her back and cupped her bottom,
pulling her against him. Her pulse quickened as she realized his arousal grew
with every second that ticked past. Thaddeus pulled away and looked down at
her with eyes gone black and strange. Deep inside, her womb contracted,
startling her with the unfamiliar sensation. He brushed his knuckles along her
cheek in a gentle caress.
“What’s wrong, Rae?” he asked, his voice soft and tender, that of a man who
for some unknown reason actually cared about what troubled her.
“I don’t know what you mean?” She really didn’t, other than his very uninvited
presence in her apartment was wrong. She refused to let this man play on her
emotions.
“Don’t you like to be kissed?”
She rubbed the bridge of her nose nervously and looked away. “It’s okay. I
haven’t done a lot of it.”
“The men in this town are falling down on the job.” Thaddeus tipped her chin
up, forcing her to look at him again. “I swear. I’m only going to kiss you right
now. Just relax and enjoy it, Rae.”
Her heart fluttered. Oh, how she wanted to do just that! Kissing had been such
a disappointment to her and in her heart, she knew it shouldn’t be. It seemed
to her that every boy who had ever warmed up to her enough to kiss her just
slobbered all over her face. The tingling that spread out from her nipples
promised more from this man. The sensation promised a taste of what she’d
read about in her treasured collection of romance novels that dated from a
century and a half ago. She closed her eyes, pushed aside the fact that he was
a fugitive, and hoped.
Thaddeus’ lips brushed hers, the barest whisper of a touch, so fleeting, she
wondered if she’d only imagined it. She opened her eyes. Victory flickered in
the dark depths of his intense gaze. His mouth came down on hers with
bruising force, hot and full of demand that stripped her will to protest.
His clever tongue teased at her mouth while his strong arms tightened around
her. She opened her lips to draw a breath and he boldly thrust his tongue past
her teeth. Something within her, low down in her belly, shifted and coiled.
Heat swept her from head to toe, raising gooseflesh in its wake. The thing
inside her loosened and gave her the impetus to reach for him.
“Let me get this straight. You need food. You need help. What else would you
like, Master?”
A slow grin spread across his face. “I’d like to get some sleep tonight, but I’m
afraid to close my eyes for fear you’ll crack my skull with that wrench under
your pillow. That is unless you sleep with me.”
Infuriated, Rae rolled from his grasp, off the far side of the bed, and stood
glaring at him. He sat, unmoving, a smug look on his face as he shrugged his
shoulders.
“Babe, you don’t know what you’re turning down.”
“You’re a conceited…egotistical…ass!”
“Don’t forget arrogant. Now, who’s cooking?”
Rae reined in her temper before it got her in any deeper. She rubbed the dull
ache in her temples and decided that if feeding that man proved the fastest
way to get rid of him, she’d give in and do it. Without a word, she turned and
stepped toward the bedroom door. He had her in an instant, pulling her
against his chest, holding her in a steel embrace. She glared up at him.
“You’re shooting daggers at me again, babe. Pretty eyes like yours should be
all soft and misty when a man’s holding you. Like this.” His mouth came down
on hers, boldly claiming rights she hadn’t ceded him. Rae forgot to be
outraged. How could she be when her insides promptly turned to jelly and she
had to be careful not to fall over in a heap? Her nipples tingled and peaked. It
took all her self-control not to rub them while he watched.
His lips pressed to hers, his hand slid down her back and cupped her bottom,
pulling her against him. Her pulse quickened as she realized his arousal grew
with every second that ticked past. Thaddeus pulled away and looked down at
her with eyes gone black and strange. Deep inside, her womb contracted,
startling her with the unfamiliar sensation. He brushed his knuckles along her
cheek in a gentle caress.
“What’s wrong, Rae?” he asked, his voice soft and tender, that of a man who
for some unknown reason actually cared about what troubled her.
“I don’t know what you mean?” She really didn’t, other than his very uninvited
presence in her apartment was wrong. She refused to let this man play on her
emotions.
“Don’t you like to be kissed?”
She rubbed the bridge of her nose nervously and looked away. “It’s okay. I
haven’t done a lot of it.”
“The men in this town are falling down on the job.” Thaddeus tipped her chin
up, forcing her to look at him again. “I swear. I’m only going to kiss you right
now. Just relax and enjoy it, Rae.”
Her heart fluttered. Oh, how she wanted to do just that! Kissing had been such
a disappointment to her and in her heart, she knew it shouldn’t be. It seemed
to her that every boy who had ever warmed up to her enough to kiss her just
slobbered all over her face. The tingling that spread out from her nipples
promised more from this man. The sensation promised a taste of what she’d
read about in her treasured collection of romance novels that dated from a
century and a half ago. She closed her eyes, pushed aside the fact that he was
a fugitive, and hoped.
Thaddeus’ lips brushed hers, the barest whisper of a touch, so fleeting, she
wondered if she’d only imagined it. She opened her eyes. Victory flickered in
the dark depths of his intense gaze. His mouth came down on hers with
bruising force, hot and full of demand that stripped her will to protest.
His clever tongue teased at her mouth while his strong arms tightened around
her. She opened her lips to draw a breath and he boldly thrust his tongue past
her teeth. Something within her, low down in her belly, shifted and coiled.
Heat swept her from head to toe, raising gooseflesh in its wake. The thing
inside her loosened and gave her the impetus to reach for him.
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