Dance for Me (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 21,887
11 Ratings (4.3)

[Siren Classic: Erotic Romantic Suspense]

Lara Stevens, a Boston detective has her hands full investigating a series of bizarre serial murders. She also has to deal with Reino Larkin, a man twelve years her junior. With several exotic dancers murdered, Lara goes undercover as a stripper at the club where the victims danced.

When Reino discovers his murdered friend had been an exotic dancer, he becomes a regular where she danced. Determined to find her murderer, night after night he sits in the club searching for clues. When Lara, the cool detective he'd spoken with at the BPD struts onto the stage, wearing a smile and little else, the heat rises and with it his protective instincts.

The lust in his eyes as he watches her on stage gets her juices flowing. Can Lara keep her professional kick ass attitude when all she wants is Reino?

This title was previously published.

A Siren Erotic Romance

Dance for Me (MF)
11 Ratings (4.3)

Dance for Me (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 21,887
11 Ratings (4.3)
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Cover Art by Jinger Heaston
Professional Reviews

4 STARS: "Dance For Me is a well written, nicely plotted and extremely story. Lara is necessarily strong and decisive, but I empathized when her age and Reino's too-gorgeous features were enough to scare her. I felt the torture when Reino turned out to be exactly what a woman wanted in a man to settle down with, dependable, funny, attentive, kind, decent and most of all a considerate lover. Reino never missed a chance to tease her and never stopped advocating how great they'd be together. I think Lara and I both realized there was no going back when Reino licked the salt off her hand while doing tequila shots, undercover, of course. Dance For Me is an enjoyable read." -- Karen Haas, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

"Ooohhh an older woman and a younger man. Got to love stories that break the normal mode but, thanks to Demi Moore, that is happening more these days. In this fun story by Ms. Champagne, we find a well established police woman falling for a man she thinks is way too young for her. But in the end, maybe he is the one to let her feel young at heart and not grow old too soon. There is more than one twist and turn in Dance For Me, which is very fast paced and easy to read. Ms. Champagne does a wonderful job of creating likeable and understandable characters with real life struggles." -- Tanya, Joyfully Reviewed

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The sound of breaking glass followed by a loud “Shit!” jolted Lara’s thoughts away from Hank. She grabbed her robe off the end of the bed on the way out the door. Without considering the repercussions, she turned the brass doorknob and rushed into the bathroom.

The scene she walked in on paralyzed her. Buck naked, with an erection bigger than any she’d seen in any porn magazine, stood Reino. That wasn’t what shocked her. He held her vibrator in his hand.

Lara groaned. Reino stared at her vibrator as if it were a poisonous snake. Lara didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when he finally lifted his gaze to her face.

“You use this thing?”

With the anger of a mother defending her young, Lara charged. “Give me that. How dare you poke around in my personal belongings? You’re sick, Larkin. You’re depraved.” She pounded his bare chest while he held the vibrator above his head.

“I mean it. Hand it over. Now.”

He gave her that familiar knee-melting grin. The bastard!

“You prefer this thing,” he asked as he shook it in the air, “to a man?”

 “You’re damn right I do. It’s much less complicated.” Pain sliced through the bottom of her foot. “Ouch!”

Reino dropped the vibrator into the sink to scoop her into his arms. “I broke a glass. That’s how I discovered your…ah…toy. I was looking for the wastebasket. Some people keep it under the sink. I wasn’t snooping. Honest.”

God. He sounded like a little kid apologizing to his mother for looking in her underwear drawer. Lara’s arm automatically wrapped around his neck when he’d picked her up. His hair felt good under her fingers. Nice and silky. Lust surged low in her belly, burning her everywhere. A pulsing heat between her thighs made her painfully aware of how long it had been since she’d known the touch and taste of a man.

He padded to the kitchen and plunked her down on the chrome legged metal table. “Where’s your first aid kit?”

“In the bathroom.”

“Right.” As he walked away, her eyes feasted on his tight buns. The man had no modesty whatsoever.

So what if he was too young? Didn’t she deserve some fun out of life? Lara slid closer to the edge of the table and loosened the tie on her robe so it parted enough to tantalize. Reino returned in record time, carrying a bottle of alcohol, tweezers and a tube of antibiotic ointment.

Excitement laced with trepidation raced through her blood seeing his eyes widen at her exposed breasts. Her belly did the jelly dance as he raised his head and looked into her eyes. He lifted her foot to inspect the damage. There was sensuality in his touch. Reino knew what she wanted.

He cleared his throat. “This will sting a bit,” he said as he poured some alcohol into the cut.

A bit? Lara practically came off the table, her lust forgotten. “Damn you. That hurts.”

“I warned you. I don’t see any pieces of glass stuck in the skin,” he continued in a matter-of-fact voice as he spread the ointment on the bottom of her foot.”

“Great. Now I’ll track gunk all over the floor.”

“I’ll give you a ride.”

Lara tensed at his innuendo. Once more in his arms, she tightened her hand on the back of his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. “Still want me to slide down your pole?” she whispered, taking the proverbial bull by the horns.

His heart hammered against her ribcage. “You’d better believe it.”

“Then let’s do it. Now.”

They never made it to the bedroom. She blinked as her back hit the hard wall, her legs automatically wrapping around him, locking at his waist. Reino’s cock rested against her stomach, its huge head pointed straight up. His fingers dug into the cheeks of her ass. Lara moaned and grabbed handfuls of his hair when he bent to curl his tongue around her nipple.

The world spun off its axis, and she hung on for dear life. The lash of his tongue and hot suction of his mouth on her skin turned her into a lust machine.

“Enough,” she managed to whisper, plastering kisses all over his neck and face. “I need you inside me!”


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