Welcome to Mid Week Tease, here's a few from my new release CHAINS OF COMMAND
Back Cover Information
Jenna Barlow wanted a quiet night before she headed out to a war zone, but a tall dark handsome stranger had other ideas.
And what a night, the phrase ‘swinging from the chandeliers’ comes to mind! So why the heck doesn’t he ask for her number the next morning? Did he not have fun? It had sure sounded, looked and felt like he had.
Her irritation can’t last long, though, she has duties to attend to on the battlefield, lives to help save, a team who are relying on her. So you can imagine Jenna’s surprise when the memories from a night of passion burst into her life, and she has no choice but to obey the chains of commend and respect rank, no matter how hard that is to do.
He began to rub her neck with his thumbs, then set his palms
on her back and massaged.
She sighed as his touch spread down the length of her spine.
The man was talented when it came to easing out knots and tension. “How does that feel?” he whispered by her ear.
His warm breath sent sensation skittering over her scalp.
“Good.” He sat up again and his body heat left her back. But
only for a second because then his hands were there, working their magic.
Gradually her body relaxed into the soft bed. He caressed her lower back, smoothing over the dimples above her buttocks, and then over her ass cheeks.
She smiled against the pillow, enjoying the way he was exploring her curves, and when he set a kiss on her right butt cheek she sighed.
“You have an ass made for worshipping,” he said quietly.
“I’m glad you think so.”
He spread kisses over her opposite cheek, then lower still to the curve where her butt met her legs. He traveled his lips to a more intimate place and she gripped the bed sheets, her languid state replaced with something new.
“Are you ready for more?” he asked, slipping his finger between her legs where she was damp and still a little swollen with arousal.
“If you’ve got more.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He slid his hands beneath her torso and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. “Try and stay like this.”
“I will.” She looked downward, at her breasts hanging heavy and his bent legs between hers.
He parted her buttocks, exposing her, then his cocktip ran through her soft folds. “I might get a bit rough. I’m going to take us both somewhere wild, can you handle that?”