“Don’t go thinkin’ we’re done.”
“Got a little problem you want me to fix?”
“Sweetheart, it’s not little.”
Aislinn smiled up at Gus who was already heading down a hallway, hopefully to the first bed he could find. “No, it’s not little at all.”
Hours later, Gus lay with Aislinn’s warm body draped over his. They were still joined, and his cock was beginning to stir again, filling up the warm space inside her.
She stirred, leaning up to peer into his face. “Seriously?” she grumbled.
“Just makin’ sure I spoil you for any other cock.”
“Don’t need any other cock,” she whispered. “Don’t want any other man. You’re more than enough for me.”
Not satisfied with a tired declaration, Gus rolled, tucked her beneath him and began to thrust into her tight, wet sheathe. “Say it again.”
Aislinn sighed and wrapped her arms around him. “You’re my doughnut guy.”
He gave her a harsher thrust. “Not the part I want repeated.”
“Who made you the Dom?”
“I’m your slave, baby, and you know it. But first you have to say the magic words.”
Aislinn grinned and twisted his nipples. “Give it to me harder first.”
Gus slid a hand beneath her ass to cup it closer, then gave her several hard, deep thrusts, warming to the challenge that was her.
Her expression blurred, her eyelids fluttering downward as she began to undulate beneath him. “I love you. I love you… I love you .”
With her legs coming around him to hug his hips, he surrendered everything he was, body and soul. “And I love you, Mistress.”
Gus leaned down to kiss her one last time then thrust home.
Look for these titles by Delilah Devlin
Now Available:
Saddled
Stone’s Embrace
Undeniable
Lone Star Lovers
Unbridled
Unforgiven
Four Sworn
Breaking Leather
A Four-Gone Conclusion
Delta Heat
Five Ways ’Til Sunday
Coming Soon:
Laying Down the Law
Two men plus one woman equals three bodies on fire…
True Heart
© 2010 Delilah Devlin
A Red Hot Winter Story
True Wyatt’s hands are going to be full enough keeping the herd alive through the dead of winter. The last thing he needs to hear is that his brother Lonny has rented out their isolated hunting cabin to a reclusive writer—especially a sassy, disaster-prone brunette. Who has time to babysit a city girl until spring?
With a deadline looming, erotica writer Honey Cahill is looking forward to six distraction-free weeks to finish her next book. However, between Lonny’s flirty sensuality and True’s hard-edged intensity, the Wyatt brothers set the stage of her imagination for a winter of wicked delights.
The fire that destroys the cabin, though, is as real as it gets. Forced to seek a bed under True and Lonny’s roof, the temptation to experiment—all in the name of research, of course—is overpowering. One night in their arms doesn’t feel like enough; it feels like more. Particularly with one cowboy who fires all her cylinders…
Warning: It’s a Devlin ménage—expect men with stamina and not an ounce of mercy to behave like sex gods, and the lucky woman to love every minute of it. A little domination goes a long, long way…
Enjoy the following excerpt for True Heart:
Honey sat huddled under a blanket on the couch Lonny had moved nearer the fire. He’d found a pair of insulated leggings for her to wear that fit her well enough. Her ass kept them from falling off. The sweater was large, and fell off whichever shoulder she shrugged, but beggars couldn’t be choosers. Her own clothing was salvageable and was in the laundry, but she’d save them for her trip off the mountain once the snowplows cleared the road.
Lonny had checked with the department of transportation and said it might be several days before she could leave. And she was determined to do just that—despite his assurances that she could stay and complete the work she’d come to do.
However, that seemed pointless.
“Got a little problem you want me to fix?”
“Sweetheart, it’s not little.”
Aislinn smiled up at Gus who was already heading down a hallway, hopefully to the first bed he could find. “No, it’s not little at all.”
Hours later, Gus lay with Aislinn’s warm body draped over his. They were still joined, and his cock was beginning to stir again, filling up the warm space inside her.
She stirred, leaning up to peer into his face. “Seriously?” she grumbled.
“Just makin’ sure I spoil you for any other cock.”
“Don’t need any other cock,” she whispered. “Don’t want any other man. You’re more than enough for me.”
Not satisfied with a tired declaration, Gus rolled, tucked her beneath him and began to thrust into her tight, wet sheathe. “Say it again.”
Aislinn sighed and wrapped her arms around him. “You’re my doughnut guy.”
He gave her a harsher thrust. “Not the part I want repeated.”
“Who made you the Dom?”
“I’m your slave, baby, and you know it. But first you have to say the magic words.”
Aislinn grinned and twisted his nipples. “Give it to me harder first.”
Gus slid a hand beneath her ass to cup it closer, then gave her several hard, deep thrusts, warming to the challenge that was her.
Her expression blurred, her eyelids fluttering downward as she began to undulate beneath him. “I love you. I love you… I love you .”
With her legs coming around him to hug his hips, he surrendered everything he was, body and soul. “And I love you, Mistress.”
Gus leaned down to kiss her one last time then thrust home.
Look for these titles by Delilah Devlin
Now Available:
Saddled
Stone’s Embrace
Undeniable
Lone Star Lovers
Unbridled
Unforgiven
Four Sworn
Breaking Leather
A Four-Gone Conclusion
Delta Heat
Five Ways ’Til Sunday
Coming Soon:
Laying Down the Law
Two men plus one woman equals three bodies on fire…
True Heart
© 2010 Delilah Devlin
A Red Hot Winter Story
True Wyatt’s hands are going to be full enough keeping the herd alive through the dead of winter. The last thing he needs to hear is that his brother Lonny has rented out their isolated hunting cabin to a reclusive writer—especially a sassy, disaster-prone brunette. Who has time to babysit a city girl until spring?
With a deadline looming, erotica writer Honey Cahill is looking forward to six distraction-free weeks to finish her next book. However, between Lonny’s flirty sensuality and True’s hard-edged intensity, the Wyatt brothers set the stage of her imagination for a winter of wicked delights.
The fire that destroys the cabin, though, is as real as it gets. Forced to seek a bed under True and Lonny’s roof, the temptation to experiment—all in the name of research, of course—is overpowering. One night in their arms doesn’t feel like enough; it feels like more. Particularly with one cowboy who fires all her cylinders…
Warning: It’s a Devlin ménage—expect men with stamina and not an ounce of mercy to behave like sex gods, and the lucky woman to love every minute of it. A little domination goes a long, long way…
Enjoy the following excerpt for True Heart:
Honey sat huddled under a blanket on the couch Lonny had moved nearer the fire. He’d found a pair of insulated leggings for her to wear that fit her well enough. Her ass kept them from falling off. The sweater was large, and fell off whichever shoulder she shrugged, but beggars couldn’t be choosers. Her own clothing was salvageable and was in the laundry, but she’d save them for her trip off the mountain once the snowplows cleared the road.
Lonny had checked with the department of transportation and said it might be several days before she could leave. And she was determined to do just that—despite his assurances that she could stay and complete the work she’d come to do.
However, that seemed pointless.
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