Her innocence is masked with vulnerability. Until her walls crumble…
His world is full of despair. Until he finds her light…
Falling in love seemed to heal them both. Until their haunting pasts threatens to destroy…
Robbie Hayes’s life changed the day a horrific accident shook his foundation. He’s resolved to regain control. While the physical wounds have healed, the emotional scars remain.
Will he ever be able to outrun the memories? Can she be his salvation?
Ember Walker’s life hasn’t been easy. Fleeing from a world filled with hatred gives her a fresh start, one she desperately craved. Now, she’s stronger, but guilt and insecurities still plague her.
Will she ever be able to outrun her memories? Can he be her salvation?
“Don’t move.” He jolts up, turning my back to his. “I’m going to unclothe every inch of you and enjoy the fuck out of it.”
Goose bumps spread over my skin, which he notices.
“You nervous, Ember? I hope so, because I’m going to show you what it’s like to be loved by a real man. Every step you take tomorrow will remind you of me.”
A tremor runs down my spine as he unzips the dress and kisses his way down. When he hits the small of my back, he licks against my skin and runs his hands up to my shoulders, forcing the dress to fall. The material pools at my feet, leaving me in nothing but a strapless bra, lace panties, and strappy heels.
He picks me up as if I weigh nothing and lays me across the bed. Something in me snaps, and I move quickly, clawing at his clothes to get him naked. He helps me get his shirt off and kicks off his own socks and shoes. When I reach for his belt, his large hand covers mine and tightens.
“This is my turn, babe.” Without another word, he holds my hips in place as he kisses his way down my body, whispering sweet words. The heat of his breath against my flesh almost causes my undoing. I want this man more than I’ve wanted anything in my life.
When his mouth hits my belly button, his hands inch my panties slowly down my legs. The wait is agonizing until he sucks lightly at the sensitive skin on both my upper thighs. As soon as his tongue sweeps along my slick center, I whimper. My hands glide through his silky hair, pulling him closer. He pinches my ass, thrusting his tongue as deep as possible.
My hips tilt and legs fall open, giving him complete access.
“Look at me, Ember. Watch as I suck your sweet pussy.” His voice is rough and demanding.
When our eyes lock, I stop breathing. His stare is deep. The normal bright, beautiful blue is dark and intense. He makes a point to lick, unhurriedly, watching my reaction. His tongue circles my lips, teasing me. Then he kisses the same path until I start to tremble.
As hard as I try, I can’t stop my eyes from closing. He feasts on me as I squirm and pant, trying to hold back. His teeth lightly nip my clit, forcing feelings of to ecstasy flow. As soon as his finger slips in, I scream his name, coming apart against his lips. Waves of extreme pleasure take over, setting my nerve endings on fire.
He doesn’t ease up, sucking me in further. My vision goes spotty, and I grip his sheets tightly, trying to come down from my high. His hands roam up my torso and slip around to undo my bra before he throws it to the ground.
His moist lips kiss a path along my collarbone, stopping at the column of my throat.
“Fucking unbelievable,” he murmurs against my skin. “Your body is made for me.”
Ahren spent her formative years living in an active volcano. There her family made collectible lava art. She studied rock collecting at the Sorbonne in France. There she met the love of her life-her pet pig Sybil. She returned to the states and started writing. She is happily married to a guy who used to live under a bridge and she met while pole-dancing. They have one amazing daughter.
Now, meet the real me. I grew up in the south and consider myself a true “Southerner”. Most of the special locations mentioned in my books are reflections of my favorite places. Living on the Florida coast, my family spends a lot time at the beach which is where I usually can be found with a book in my hand. I started writing my Surrender Series, in the spring of 2013 and have received incredible support from the Indie community. Throughout this year, I have been privileged to meet some amazing people that I am thankful to have in my life.
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