[Siren Classic: Erotic Romantic Suspense, HEA]
Special Agent Gavin “Badass” Walsh of the FBI is sent to South Texas to investigate terrorist activities. While out on a disturbance call, Gavin encounters a mysterious seductress. Compelled to attend a local social function, Gavin is introduced to the woman who has become his growing obsession, Dr. Amy Livingston.
As they fall in love, they deal with challenges from their damaged pasts. After twenty four years as a SEAL, Gavin is haunted by demons of war. Amy carries on the quiet life of a librarian, but the facade hides a damaged soul.
As the pieces of a dangerous plot come together, Gavin must survive terrorists, dirty cops, and gangbangers all taking aim at him. Gavin walks a razor-thin line when terrorists decide to use Amy as bait. As Amy’s life hangs in the balance, Gavin realizes that failure is not an option to save the woman he loves.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Gavin heard it, this time consciously, a low, creaking sound coming from outside the bedroom. What the hell is that? He had pretty much grown accustomed to the house and its quirks. The sound was wrong and out of place. Something’s wrong. He couldn’t explain how he knew. He just knew. He started to rise, but Amy moved closer to him. The last thing he wanted to do was wake and frighten her. He kissed her shoulder and she relaxed once more.
Gavin put on his sleep pants that always laid at the edge of the bed. He quietly took out his service weapon stowed in Amy’s nightstand. He walked to the bedroom door and paused, taking a peek around the corner. The only lights on in the house were the lights from the Christmas tree. He scanned around the room as best he could and froze. He saw the kitchen door to the garage slowly open.
Gavin managed to maneuver around the entryway and toward one of the openings to the kitchen. The intruder had chosen the opposite way out and into the living room and looked toward Amy’s bedroom. His eyes narrowed as he recognized the intruder. He watched the intruder’s eyes widen as he took in the scene in front the fireplace where Amy’s torn negligee and thong still lay. Silently and quickly, he closed the space between him and the intruder. The wind picked up as he placed the muzzle of his weapon against the back of the intruder’s skull.
“Who the fuck are you? Santa Claus?” Gavin snarled.
The intruder squeaked in terror. Gavin caught a scent. It was urine. He smiled evilly.
“That’s right, motherfucker. You better be scared.”
“What the hell, man! I just wanted to talk to her,” Tim whined.
Gavin shoved the muzzle a little more firmly against the back of Tim’s skull.
“All right, Timmy, let’s go back to the kitchen, slowly. You fuck this up and you won’t live to regret it,” Gavin whispered in an evil growl.
They made their way slowly back to the kitchen. Gavin switched on the lights.
“Put your hands behind your head and get on your knees,” Gavin ordered.
“Jesus! I’ll leave, just don’t shoot,” Tim whined again as he turned to face Gavin.
Gavin aimed his weapon and Tim threw up his hands. “Do what I said. Get on your fucking knees and put your hands in back of your head,” he snarled.
Tim complied this time without question. Gavin retrieved the handcuffs that he carried in the assault pack that went back and forth to work with him every day. Luckily, he stowed the bag next to the kitchen door so it was within easy reach when he left in the morning.
“You fucked up good this time.” Gavin cuffed Tim.
“I just wanted to talk to her!” Tim wailed.
“Breaking and entering and she’s got a restraining order on you. Yup, this might actually mean prison time. You might get a new boyfriend before this is all over with.” Gavin picked up the phone.
Gavin called the station and requested that an officer be sent to the house.
“Amy!” Tim yelled as Gavin ended his call.
Gavin kicked him to the floor and Tim went down, face-first. He stepped in the middle of Tim’s back. “You’re getting on my nerves, boy,” he said in a menacing voice.
“I want to talk to Amy!” Tim whined.
Gavin put his knee to Tim’s upper back and pressed, constricting the airflow.
“She doesn’t want to talk to you!” Gavin snarled. Tim was fighting for air as he pressed harder. “Stay the fuck away from Amy! She’s told you and now I’m telling you.” He raised his knee slightly, allowing Tim to take a swallow of precious air.
“Here’s the deal. I don’t play nice with the other kids and I don’t share my toys,” Gavin said as he kneeled once more, pressing harder and feeling the air release from Tim’s lungs. “So stay the fuck out of my sandbox and quit trying to fuck with my favorite plaything. You understand?” he demanded in the same evil growl.
“Gavin?” Amy called from the living room.
“Go back to bed, Amy,” Gavin called.
“What are you doing?” Amy asked, her voice nearing them.
“Pest control. I found a cockroach.” Gavin rose off of Tim.
“What?” Amy exclaimed as she walked into the kitchen.
It was a good thing Gavin had Tim cuffed. Amy looking sleepy, tousled, and totally adorable was a distraction. She quickly came alert when she surveyed the scene.
“Oh my God! Tim! What are you doing here? What’s he doing here?” Amy exclaimed to Gavin.
“Tell him to let me go, Amy!” Tim demanded.
Gavin felt like kicking Tim again. Looking at Amy, he shook his head.
“Go back to bed, honey, please. There’s a squad car on the way,” Gavin said.
Amy complied, turning and leaving the kitchen.
“Fucking fat, frigid bitch!” Tim screamed.
“You know something, I’m beginning to think it’s you, not her,” Gavin said, walking over to the cupboard. He retrieved a glass and served himself some water.
“She is!” Tim screamed.
“No, there ain’t a damn thing wrong with her. But there’s everything wrong with you,” Gavin said, muttering to himself. “Frigid! My ass! I know you figured out what happened in front of that fireplace…”
Amy felt herself melt into the bed. Never in her life had someone’s touch consumed her the way Gavin’s had. She had lost all rational thought. She knew she should stop him. She had only known him a few weeks. He seemed to be able to instantly melt away all her inhibitions. She didn’t care what she looked like and would do anything to keep his gentle petting from stopping. He touched her moistening pussy and rubbed through the thin, lacy material. She moved her hips in rhythm with his hand. His sensual laugh washed over her body.
“Do you like that, baby?” Gavin breathed as he moved down her belly, kissing around her belly button.
“Oh! Gavin!” Amy moaned.
Amy dug her nails into his shoulders and he playfully nipped her belly with his teeth, sending a shiver of pleasure through her. She was extremely aroused. Tim had convinced her she was cold and incapable of being aroused. Gavin was setting her on fire and driving her to the brink of madness. His kissing and nipping at her belly along with what his hand was doing to her pussy was taking her to another world.
Gavin moved his hand away and her eyes flew open. She looked down into his gray eyes. He was watching her. She could feel her face get warm as she blushed. He had been watching her all along. All her inhibitions came careening back toward her. Unconsciously, she started grabbing the comforter again, pulling it toward her.
“Amy…” Gavin warned as his demeanor turned dark instantly.
Amy immediately released the fabric. Gavin took her hands and placed them back on his shoulders. He maintained eye contact as he moved lower, kissing the lacy material around her hips. She couldn’t look away. He kissed her pussy and kept moving downward, kissing her there, through the thin fabric of her lingerie, still maintaining eye contact. She could no longer contain herself as she closed her eyes, and she threw back her head and moaned. He continued to tease her with his mouth and she felt him move the thin fabric aside and insert his thick finger into her pussy as he licked her sensitive clit. Her slick pussy instantly clamped down on his finger. He was shaking her to her very core.
“Amy, you’re so tight and wet.”
Gavin kissed and licked until she was shaking with need. He stopped and moved his way back up her body while still fingering her pussy. He finally reached her mouth with his once more, kissing her intensely. He stopped his ministrations with his finger. She opened her eyes and stared at him with lustful need. Her desperate brown eyes pleaded with his hard steel-gray eyes to continue his stroking.
“Do you want me?” Gavin asked. Amy mutely stared. All rational thought had escaped her and she was unable to speak. “Amy?” He kissed her belly.
Gavin shifted and slid beside Amy. Taking her hand, he guided her to his cock and wrapped her fingers around him. Somewhere along the way he had removed his own clothes. When did that happen? Amy was so very inexperienced. Tim had been her first and only. Sex with Tim was as unpleasant as it was rare. So far, Gavin was an experience Amy would never forget. In fact, it was downright addicting.
He helped her stoke him, guiding her hand for a few seconds.
“Amy? Do you want me?” Gavin asked again.
“I…uh…” Amy stuttered. She was finding it difficult to string words together.
“Tell me, baby. Tell me what you want.” Gavin whispered against her skin as he playfully nipped her throat.
“I want you, Gavin,” Amy said, starting to move her hand.
Gavin stopped her and wrapped her fingers around his cock once more.
“What do you want? Tell me how you like it…” Gavin whispered against her lips.
Amy said nothing. She didn’t know what she wanted. Up until now, she hadn’t liked sex. Gavin stopped and moved back.
“Amy, when I ask you something, I expect you to answer me,” Gavin said sternly.
“I don’t know,” Amy said shyly, her insecurities all returning.
“What don’t you know?” Gavin asked, quietly rubbing her tummy.
“I don’t know what I want,” Amy said, pulling at the comforter once more. Gavin stopped and she looked at him. His dark look was back. She released the comforter. “Gavin, no one has ever made me feel this way. I’ll do whatever you say,” she whispered.
Gavin pulled Amy to a sitting position and held her against him. “This isn’t all about me. I want you to be happy. I want you to come back for more.” He kissed her.
“Then, please don’t stop,” she whispered.
Gavin kissed Amy deeply and unhooked her bra, sliding the lacy straps from her shoulders and dropping it. He pushed her tenderly backward, never losing contact with her mouth. He moved down her body once more, sliding the lacy panties down her legs. She naturally opened for him and he assumed his position on top of her, kissing her passionately. Unexpectedly, he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him.
“Do what comes natural,” Gavin said against Amy’s throat.
Amy let all thought go out of her mind. She could feel his warm mouth on her nipple licking and suckling. She centered herself on top and rubbed her wet pussy over his hard cock, making him ready to enter her.