Author: Tia Louise
Series: Sex, Vows
Published by Kindle Worlds
Release Date March 14, 2017
Genres: Erotic Romance, Romantic Suspense
More Info: Goodreads
Purchase From: Amazon US
Jessa Steel shoots to kill.
She does not fall in love.
She does not get captured.
Mason “Mace” Moscaretti can retrieve the worst of the worst.
No capo or drug lord is too clever to escape him.
When he meets Jessa embedded deep with a Columbian target, he’s determined to capture her heart and walk away from active duty.
And he does.
Six years later, Jessa and Mace are happily married, burning up the bedroom, and ready to start making babies when a job arises Jessa can’t resist. What she doesn’t know is this client won’t stop until they’re both dead.
Save Me is a white-hot panty-melter in the Fiona Davenport “Sex, Vows, and Babies” Kindle World. Prepare for frequent panty changes, frantic clicking, and rapid breathing until the end. For mature readers only.
Title: Save Me
Series: Sex, Vows, & Babies
Genre: Erotic Romantic Suspense
Author: Tia Louise
Release Date: March 14, 2017
Save Me, an all-new story in Fiona Davenport’s Kindle World by Tia Louise, is now live!
“You scared the shit out of me tonight.” Mace is in the water and crossing to where I sit. “You violated one of the basic rules of climbing.”
“Always tie off, I know,” I sigh as he pulls me into a straddle across his lap.
Large hands trace down my back to cup my ass, scooting me closer to where I can feel his erection pressing against my stomach.
“How often do you tie off?” His warm lips trace the line of my jaw, and the scruff of his beard scratches my skin.
“Always,” I say again, but my voice is breathless.
One of those large hands cupping my ass has moved between my legs, and his fingers are now alternating between massaging my clit while dipping into my core.
“Ooh,” I moan, and I’m rocking, riding the movement of his hands.
The adrenaline in my bloodstream has my orgasm already spiking, and my eyes are squeezed shut as my thighs tighten over his, pushing me against the movements of his fingers. Dropping my hand into the water, I fumble for his cock, long and thick and hard as steel. I wrap my fingers around it and tug, sliding my thumb over the tip as a low groan rumbles from his chest.
“Fuck me, Jessa,” he rasps, and I grip his neck, rising so I can move myself into position over the head, letting go with a drop that engulfs him deep in my clenching insides.
“Oh, fuck,” he shouts, and now both hands are on my face, holding my head while he devours my mouth.
I’m riding him, whimpering and chasing his kisses as I buck my hips. He’s thrusting up, driving deep, and the water splashes all around us. His thumbs are on my cheeks, and he tilts my face. He kisses me firmly, expertly, as if he were a starving man, and I were his first meal. My moans are lost in his mouth, and I grip his strong wrists. I’m holding onto him like an anchor as I massage my clit against his rock-hard cock and pelvis. It doesn’t take much.
Pleasure snakes up my legs, starting at the arches of my feet and centering all its energy in my core. I’m desperate and grasping, right on the razors edge, when with a last buck of my hips, I explode.
“Oh, god… Yes!” My head drops back, and I’m crying out to the night sky. I’m shooting through the stars, and he releases my face, grabbing my ass and grinding me against his pelvis.