[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romance, HEA]
Jasmine Garrett was ready to start her life over. Red Hook and her aunt’s antique store gave her the opportunity to leave her cheating ex-boyfriend behind in a new town. This time she would concentrate on her career and not men. Arriving in town during a spring storm was just bad luck. Meeting Deputy Drake Lopez was a dangerous temptation she did not need. Love only hurt.
Drake Lopez liked his life the way it was. So what if his friends were falling in love and settling down. He had no plans to do the same. Meeting Jasmine Garrett started him wondering if maybe love wasn’t such a fairytale. She made him feel things he did not believe existed.
The only problem is getting the stubborn Jasmine to believe he is serious about her. A jealous and malicious ex-girlfriend does not help the situation any. Will Jasmine let her guard down long enough for him to prove his love?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Jasmine Garrett slung her backpack up on her shoulder. The wind was picking up speed and it was blowing her long, black hair around her face, making it hard for her to see clearly. She took a look up at the gray, ominous looking clouds. There was no longer any sign of the sun. The clouds were a dark gray in color and seemed to be gathering right over the small, rural town in Texas. She tried to ignore her nervous feeling. According to the radio broadcast she heard earlier the storm was due tonight. She was grateful it wasn’t dark yet. Thunder could be heard rumbling in the distance and Jasmine could see lightning flashing quickly before disappearing again.
Jasmine looked at the "Welcome to Red Hook" sign standing firm in the wind. She sighed with relief. She had just walked over a mile because her car had broken down on the side of the road. She had spent several minutes trying to get it to start again but it was a no go. It was just part of the bad luck she had been having lately. A new start in a new town was supposed to change all that. Arriving in Red Hook in the middle of a storm was not a good sign.
Aunt Kate, her mother’s younger sister, owned an antique store and Jasmine was going to help her run it. Kate’s husband died last year and Kate had let the store go due to her grief. Jasmine had experience working in interior decorating and she also needed a change. Hopefully they could help each other. Jasmine had been ready to leave her hometown of Fort Worth. It had been a rough couple of months for her. She found out her boyfriend of three years was having an affair.
She had immediately broken things off with him despite his protests that it was a casual weekend fling. She had suspected he cheated on her several times but she never had the proof until now.
After a strong wind almost knocked her off her feet she thought maybe she should skip her first idea to find food before calling her aunt. She needed a phone. Maybe she shouldn’t have been so quick to cancel her cell phone but Grant, her ex, wouldn’t stop harassing her. It sure would be handy right about now.
She walked down the empty sidewalk. No lights were on in any of the businesses despite it being early evening. The citizens of Red Hook must be preparing for the storm. Everything was so quiet and still that it made her feel a little apprehensive.
The town had an old world charm to it. The buildings were smaller than she was used to seeing in Fort Worth but she liked the quaint feeling. Trees lined the edge of the sidewalk, surrounded by colorful flowers. Benches lined the sidewalks.
She looked at the hardware store and noticed the banner above the doorway was hanging by only one string. The wind was waving it in the air as if waving a white surrender flag. Jasmine took a moment to sit on one of the green benches placed on the sidewalk and just breathe. She had been walking for an hour now and her feet were achy. She breathed in a gulp of air and enjoyed the quietness. She took the time to look around the empty town. It resembled a ghost town right now. The street lights were turning colors but no cars were there to follow the lights. It was a strange scene.
“God, I love everything about this sexy body, Jasmine.” His voice was deep and so primitive sounding that she felt her wetness increase. His fingers touched her sensitive clit and she moaned and closed her eyes. She forgot her embarrassment as waves of heat swept thru her body.
He swiped his finger over it and she wiggled around. It was hard to lie still when her body felt like it had threads of electricity running through it. She opened her eyes and reached up to kiss him.
“Why am I the only naked one here?” She asked him when she let go of his mouth, she could barely catch her breath. “Doesn’t seem fair.”
Drake laughed and stood up. She missed his warmth right away. He unbuttoned his pants and slipped them down his hips along with his boxers. There was no embarrassment on his face. He was comfortable with his nudity. She could do nothing but stare at his excellent physical shape. His skin was a golden color all over. His stomach was flat and his thighs were toned. His cock was hard and erect, surrounded by dark hair. She reached out without thinking and caressed his length. He closed his eyes and a sound of pleasure escaped his lips. She cupped his balls and explored the shape of his hard cock, squeezing him. He was so thick and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside of her. She also wanted to taste him. She leaned over and used her tongue to swipe the length of him. She looked up at his face and he was watching her with sparkling brown eyes.
She swirled the mushroom tip of his cock with her tongue and he sucked in his breath. She sucked his length in to her mouth until she felt him at the back of her throat.
He muttered under his breath but she didn’t pay attention to his words. She used her hand to cup his balls and squeeze. She hummed and went back to using her tongue on his length. He tasted salty and exotic. She sucked him back into her mouth, swirling her tongue around.
“Shit Jazz. I can’t take it. You’re torturing me.” His voice was deep and throaty. He pulled out of her mouth and she pouted. “I was having fun.”
He moved and hovered about her. He looked down at her nude body. “You are so sexy Jasmine. You have me so hard I feel like I am about to explode. If you touch me anymore it will be all over and you will be cussing me out.”
She encircled his neck with her arms and pulled him close to her. “Well then deputy, less talking and more action. Get busy.”
He chuckled and leaned down to kiss her lips. “Yes ma’am. I never knew I could be turned on by a bossy witch.”
His lips started at her neck and went downward until he reached the tip of her breast. He suckled on the tip while his knee nudged her thighs apart. She ran her fingers through his hair. She felt his hard erection right at the juncture of her wetness. All she could feel was anticipation for the moment he entered her with his hardness. His tongue was swirling around the tip of her nipple and she arched her body up towards him. Her body was trembling and she whimpered when his lips left her breast. He looked down at her and his eyes were bright.
“I knew we would be explosive together.” He grinned with smugness. Men like to know they were right she thought.
“I did too. We’ve barely started and I am on fire.”
She could see the anticipation and desire clearly in his expression. She caressed his back and let her hands slide down to his buttocks. She gave him a little squeeze.
She felt his hardness as he entered her slowly one inch at a time. It was even better than she imagined. “Oh yes. I can feel you Drake and it’s amazing.”
His face was contorted as if he was trying hard to keep his control. “You feel so tight and warm baby.”
She felt a deep need to feel his cock embedded in her fully.