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Yes, it’s that time of the year again. The holidays seem to come around faster and faster with each passing year. As a child it felt like forever before Christmas would get here. I should say Christmas Eve because that’s when we opened our presents. It had always been a tradition in our family. I’d help my mom prepare the meal while my dad and brothers were glued to the TV set. After the dishes were cleaned and put away the youngest of the family would hand out the presents. Since my dad passed away and we have families of our own we spare mom the hassle of cooking and take her out to her favorite restaurant. I have four brothers. Two are older than me and two younger so we tend to get a bit loud, but at least we haven’t been thrown out of the restaurant…yet. LOL, there’s always this year;)
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I’m proud to call BeachwalkPress my publisher. Here’s a peek of ‘A Heart’s Endeavor’ my very first book with Beachwalkpress featuring state trooper, Jack Horan. Mmmm, love those men in uniform and yes that’s Jack’s chest;) Don’t forget to click on each hot cover below this post and leave a comment for a chance to win.
There are times when it’s best to allow your heart to overrule your head.
Being diagnosed with depression not only messed up Melanie Manning’s life, but her marriage as well. Her husband made it very clear that he considered her “damaged goods” and he didn’t have time to coddle a mentally ill wife. After his sudden death, Melanie knew she was destined to be alone. Loneliness sounded a hell of a lot better than exposing her illness to another man. Her self-esteem couldn’t survive another blow.
When state trooper Jack Horan meets Melanie, the attraction is immediate. Her deep blue eyes make him weak in the knees, but those eyes also hold a hint of sadness. Jack is determined to wipe away her pain, but how can he do that when Melanie refuses to let him get close to her?
Can Melanie learn to face her fears and trust her heart in the hands of another man?
Content Warning: some strong language, spanking, and sex play with a piece of fruit wielded by a hot guy in uniform.
Cool air assaulted her breasts. Jack suckled each nipple in turn. He tugged her dress further so it lay bunched at her waist. His licked her belly, then moved downward and delved into her naval. Soon, he was licking her pussy through her wet panties. The silken material triggered a friction so hot and intense that Mel bucked against his mouth.
She heard a loud ripping sound and gasped when his mouth covered her bare pussy. Dear Lord, the man had ripped her panties from her body. This dominant side of Jack had her panting for more of his rough handling. He dropped kisses along her inner thighs, growled, and covered the flesh between her legs with his mouth. Mel screamed and dug her fingernails into his shoulders. She rocked her pussy and shamelessly rode his face as wave upon wave of an incredible orgasm overtook her. She swore her toes curled.
Jack moved back up her body and rested his forehead against hers. She kissed him frantically and tasted herself on his lips. Mel reached between their bodies and stroked his cock. She licked her lips.
“Baby, you’re looking to have a cock shoved down your throat.”
Mel gently pushed at his chest and dropped to the floor on both knees. “I want you deep in my throat while I suck you off.” Her hands shook slightly as she slowly unbuckled his leather belt. She carefully rasped his zipper down inch by agonizing inch.
Mel’s mouth went dry at the erection tenting his white boxers. The man had to be sporting at least nine inches. Moisture trailed down the inside of her thighs. She was so ready for this. For him. The mere thought of taking his hard male flesh into her mouth had her on the verge of another orgasm.
Jack arched upward and pushed his boxers to his feet. His cock sprang free amidst a cluster of dark hair. Mel’s heart raced. He was so big, so hard, and oh-so-mouthwatering she couldn’t wait to wrap her lips around him. Savoring his musky scent, she leaned forward and tongued his cockhead, licking away the drop of fluid seeping from the tiny slit. He tasted delicious, and she dove in for another nibble. Jack’s slow hiss boasted Mel’s self-esteem. She hadn’t felt this confident in her ability to please a man in years. His praise for her prowess urged her to take him fully into her mouth until the hairs on his groin tickled her nose. She sucked him greedily as if he was a lollipop.
“God, woman, your mouth is incredible.”
Mel licked his cock from base to tip and cleaned the milky white fluid seeping from his cockhead. Scooting closer, she ran her fingers down his slick, muscled arms and gripped his hands. She curled her fingers around his wrists and lifted his hands to her head. Jack cupped her jaw and forced her mouth to open wider.
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