One More Time (MF)

Red Hook, Texas 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 44,871
5 Ratings (4.4)
[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romantic Suspense, HEA]
Alana Garcia loved Noah Blake from afar for more years than she could remember. Finally she thought he returned her feelings until she discovered a betrayal that broke her heart. 
Sheriff Noah Blake knew what heartache was and refused to fall victim to it a second time. Surely someone as young and beautiful as Alana Garcia was wouldn’t take a relationship seriously. He backs away, hurting her in the process.
When Alana is the victim of a violent crime and lands in the hospital Noah is determined to protect the fragile beauty who holds his heart. Can he convince Alana how he feels before it’s too late? Or has he lost all chance with her?
A Siren Erotic Romance
One More Time (MF)
5 Ratings (4.4)

One More Time (MF)

Red Hook, Texas 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 44,871
5 Ratings (4.4)
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Cover Art by Harris Channing




The residents of Red Hook Texas were very busy preparing for the upcoming summer activities. White lights were being strung in the small trees that grew in the dirt squares lining the sidewalk. Colorful banners were being hung up on the light poles. Excitement lingered in the air.

“Hey, sheriff.” Walter Logan walked up to him. He owned the hardware store across the street. He had been living here fifty plus years. “Any luck on finding the thief that robbed the Garcia’s? People are worried.”

“There is nothing to worry about. We haven’t found him yet but he has not robbed anyone else. That makes me think he wasn’t from around here and he is long gone,” Noah answered. He seemed to answer this question at least five times a day. He knew people were worried but he was doing the best he could with little information. Walter nodded okay and walked away.

Noah Blake eyed the red brick building as if eyeing an enemy. A couple of people called out his name and he waved to them. They probably wondered why he was standing in the middle of the sidewalk and not moving. He wasn’t sure about his decision to go in the restaurant. He could just call the Garcia family on the phone. That would be the smart thing to do. The yellow sign above the doorway read Garcia’s Hacienda. It was a place he was not welcome in, had not been welcome in since his fight with Alana.

Noah took a deep breath, straightened his shoulders and opened the heavy glass door. He was the sheriff of this town. He had official business and therefor he could go in there he told himself firmly. The wonderful aroma of Mexican food assaulted him as soon as he stepped inside. Nowadays he had to drive twenty five miles to the next town if he had a craving for Mexican. His stomach reminded him he had missed his lunch hour breaking up a fight over a fender bender.

Mexican music played over the speakers. Since it was lunch time the place was full. He walked up to the hostess standing behind a wooden pulpit. At first she didn’t recognize him. He knew the moment she did. Her brown eyes widened and her lips thinned into a narrow line. There was so much hate in her eyes he should have wilted on the spot.

“We have no empty seats, Sheriff Blake,” she said coldly. “I’m sure the barbeque place down the street has many openings.”

Noah looked at Alicia Garcia, Alana’s younger sister by a few years. Her dislike for him clearly showed in her brown eyes. She put her hands on her hips and glared at him. She was dressed in a black skirt and white buttoned up shirt, the standard restaurant uniform. He looked around and saw several empty tables. Noah sighed. How long would he have to pay for his mistake?

“I’m not here to eat, Alicia. I know Ray would probably poison my food,” he stated.

She didn’t correct him so he assumed it was true. “This is official business. I need to speak with Alana. I know she is not here but I have been calling the house and no one answered.”

Lucy Garcia, the girl’s mother, stepped up to them. Her silver and black hair was cut and layered in a short style that suited her thin face. She had lighter shade of brown eyes than her daughters. She looked tired and a little sad to Noah. He couldn’t blame her.

“I’ll take care of this, Alicia,” she told her daughter softly.

“But Mama, this is the man that hurt Alana,” Alicia stated with teary eyes. She looked at Noah with anger. “She is having a long road to recovery, she doesn’t need you messing with her head again.”

“I know,” he whispered. Her words were like arrows piercing his heart but he knew they were true. Didn’t they know he lived with that knowledge every day? That it ate away at his soul. He made a mistake. A huge mistake. He had been so caught up in protecting himself like the selfish bastard he was. Alana was getting under his skin and it scared him. She was eight years his junior. Alana thought herself in love with him but she was so young it was hard to trust in what she felt. He had been hurt before and vowed once was enough. So he hurt her instead.

Alicia made another face at him but walked away.




She writhed around the bed. His lips felt good on her skin, giving her goose bumps and making her wetter by the second. She didn’t want to come so quick. His mouth found her mound. She almost jumped off the bed when she felt his lips between her thighs. No one had ever been down there and it was a little shocking. She felt his fingers exploring her pussy then his tongue swiped her clit and her stomach tightened with white hot pleasure. Moisture leaked out of her folds but he licked it away. He moaned and she felt the tiny vibrations.

“Oh Noah.” She moaned, biting her lip. “I never knew it would feel so good.”

He mumbled something she didn’t understand but he kept going, exploring every inch of her with his tongue. She bit her lip to prevent herself from screaming out loud. When he concentrated on her swollen clit she couldn’t hold it in. Her climax overtook her and she couldn’t stop it, didn’t want to stop it. Waves of intense pleasure rolled uncontrollably over her body. Her body shook violently and it scared her.

“Yes, Noah.” She let his name out in a sharp scream. She realized her hands were gripping his shoulders tightly. She let go and let them roam up and down his back. His skin was smooth as she explored his body. She could feel his hard cock at the juncture of her thighs and she spread her legs to accommodate him. She loved feeling his weight on her. She loved his hardness and his excitement that fueled the burn between them.

“You are one sexy woman, Lana,” he said softly, moving her hair out of her face. He kissed her neck. “I am so lucky to have you in my life again.”

She smiled up at him and teased him. If she got to emotional she might break down and cry. She had so many feelings sweeping through her at once. Lust, excitement, fear, and love.

“You sure are, Sheriff Romeo.”

He chuckled at the awful nickname. “I don’t want to think of your sister right now.”

His cock entered her mound slowly, inch by inch. Her skin stretched and at first it was a tad uncomfortable. She hadn’t had sex in a few years and it had only been one hurried experience back in her college days. She tensed a little and he looked down at her with a question in his eyes. She didn’t want to disappoint him in any way.

“You okay, you want to stop?”

She shook her head no and relaxed her body. She relaxed her legs and let them open wider. “It’s been a long time for me Noah. I am very rusty at this. I don’t want to disappoint you.”

“Never,” he swore.

He nodded with understanding and gave her the time to adjust to his thickness. He thrust in slowly until he was embedded fully in her. His tongue explored the sensitive skin at her neck and she felt her body melt like hot wax. She grabbed a hold of his shoulders and lifted her hips up. He was embedded all the way in her and it felt so good. Her skin felt like it was stretched to the limit. He was so big and thick. It was such an intimate feeling, like she belonged to him. She would never forget this first time with him. It would always be a special memory.

She felt the emotional connection, it was too strong to deny. He had to feel it too. She closed her eyes even though the room was dim.

“Oh Noah, it feels like a dream come true,” she whispered. This moment had been a long time coming. “Finally I know what it feels like to have you taking me, wanting me.”

“I know baby. I have been dreaming of you for a long time.” He grunted and moved his hips. His hands held her hips. “You are so hot and tight. I want it to last baby but I am too excited.”

He rotated his hips again and she moaned loudly. She felt so full and so hot inside. He thrust upward and she was so wet. She closed her eyes and he thrust in and out of her, slowly at first then picking up the pace. Her vaginal muscles clamped down on him and it was his turn to moan with satisfaction.

“Hell, Lana. You’re so tight. I wanted to last all night but I have longed for you for so long.” It sounded like an apology but she was too busy enjoying the electrical shocks traveling through her body to ask him questions.

He slowed his thrusts then increased his rhythm. It was driving her crazy. She tilted her head back on the pillow and whispered his name. It was an amazing feeling. She agreed silently, she didn’t want it to end.

She was so high in her feelings right now. She wrapped her legs around his waist, bringing them closer together. She moaned with the pleasure that traveled through her body, knowing another climax was coming soon. She anticipated it yet she would love to prolong the amazing feel of having her lover inside her in the most intimate of ways.

He was whispering her name over and over and his eagerness fueled hers. He pumped in and out of her faster and faster while she just hung on to him. It was silent in the room except for her cries and his loud deep groans. The bed springs made a creaking noise with the force of his thrusts.

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