Run, Lacy, Run (MF)

Appledale 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 35,638
1 Ratings (5.0)

[Siren Classic: Erotic Romantic Suspense, HEA]

Lacy Martinez was living a lonely life in Detroit since the death of her mother. When she witnesses a gang commit a murder in front of her, she makes a run for her life. She finds refuge in the small town of Appledale, Missouri, and makes new friends.

She falls for town sheriff Ryan Clark, who has his own problems with an ex-girlfriend. He is hesitant to get involved in another romance, but just when they finally overcome their doubts and give in to the love they feel, Lacy's location is discovered.

Although the town rallies around her and vows to protect her, the killer finds Lacy and kidnaps her. Will Ryan and his deputies rescue her in time, or will she lose all hope of living her own happily ever after at the hands of a killer?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Run, Lacy, Run (MF)
1 Ratings (5.0)

Run, Lacy, Run (MF)

Appledale 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 35,638
1 Ratings (5.0)
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She turned the corner where her apartment building was and saw Chico and his gang hanging out in front of it. She slowed her steps down, trying to think of a way to avoid dealing with them tonight. She was too exhausted to put up with their lewd remarks or worse, one of them trying to pinch her ass like some immature schoolboy. She usually tried to stay quiet and not look at them in hopes they would ignore her.

They didn’t even live there but they sold drugs out of an empty apartment on the first floor. None of the residents liked it but they all lived in fear of Chico and his gang. One of her neighbors, Mr. Lopez, had tried to tell them to leave or he would call the police. They had beaten him and put him in the hospital. After that everyone made sure to stay out of their way.

She noticed Chico was arguing with a man who was wearing different colors than Chico and his boys. The colors they wore indicated which gang they were from. If luck was on her side, maybe she could sneak into the building quickly and quietly without them noticing her. She jumped and screamed when she heard a loud pop. The man fell to the ground bleeding and holding his chest. Chico shot him! She stood there for a second in complete shock watching the man bleed on the sidewalk.

Santos, one of Chico’s boys, turned and looked at her. He said something to Chico, who was still holding the gun and started walking her way. Lacy didn’t stick around to see what he wanted. She turned and ran as fast as she could down the street. She crossed the street, dodging cars and people who were beeping their horns at her. She heard yelling and running footsteps behind her. The fear of being caught made her speed up. She was almost at another crosswalk when Santos grabbed her by her long hair. He turned her around and grabbed her arms in a tight grip. She winced with pain, but she fought back, kicking his legs.

“Ow! Stop fighting me, you stupid bitch. Chico wants to talk to you,” he yelled, shaking her hard.

“Yeah, right,” she said sarcastically, desperately trying to pull away. She knew Chico wanted to kill her, not talk to her.

A cab driver stopped at the red light, rolled down his window, holding his cell phone up, and yelled out, “Leave the girl alone, punk. I called the police already.”

Santos turned with an evil look toward the man and loosened his hold on Lacy. “Mind your own business before you get hurt, mister.”

While he was distracted Lacy brought her knee up and kneed him in his groin as hard as she could. Santos bent over in pain and Lacy took that opportunity to run, hearing the cab driver laughing behind her, yelling out his window, “Run, girl!”

Ahead she saw a parked car with open windows in front of a bar. She looked behind her but didn’t see Santos or any of the others. She checked to see if the car was unlocked. She opened the back door slowly without making any noise and got in. She squished herself down to the floorboards and held her breath, trying to be quiet. If they found her, she was dead.

A few seconds later she heard Chico yell. “She has to be here somewhere. Find her and kill her now. Check inside the bar.”

She didn’t know how long she hid in the car, afraid to get out, but it was cold and dark outside. She got out and her legs cramped up. She groaned with pain and straightened her legs out. Thankfully the owner had never come out to check his car.

Now what? Should she go to the police? Would it be her word against Chico’s? She was sure they would have dragged the body away by now; they weren’t dumb criminals. If the police had no proof of any crime taking place, then they wouldn’t protect her and Chico would kill her for sure. She was friendly with the other waitresses at work but not close enough to ask any of them to risk their lives by hiding her. Besides, she wouldn’t want anyone in harm’s way because of her. No, she was completely alone. She wanted to break down and cry with frustration and fear at the realization.

“Hey, lady! You getting on or what?” a voice yelled in the darkness.

Lacy jumped with fright and turned to see a city bus driver talking to her. She hadn’t noticed she was standing in front of a bus stop. The sign on the front of the bus said downtown, so she hopped on, wanting to get out of this neighborhood before Chico or one of his boys found her. Once downtown she saw the Greyhound station and decided maybe getting out of Detroit might be the best thing to do until she could figure a way out of this mess. She found an ATM and took money out. She bought a ticket for whichever bus was leaving first. She wouldn’t be able to calm down until she was as far away from Chico and this city as possible.




She leaned over and inhaled his wonderful scent that she loved. It reminded her of the smell of pine and fresh air. She bit his earlobe playfully and felt him shiver. That gave her the confidence to kiss the corner of his mouth, licking his lips softly. She kissed his cheek and neck and put her hands under his shirt, sliding them up to his chest, playing with his nipples, pinching them lightly. His breathing was getting heavier. “You’re playing with fire, darlin’.”

She sat up and took her T-shirt off, so that she was clad only in her new hot-pink lacy bra, her large breasts barely contained in it. “Are you on fire now or do you need more?”

He was staring at her breasts with so much lust. She took that as a good sign and reached back and bravely unclipped her bra. She’d never been this bold before, but the advice she had gotten from Stella and Liz gave her the confidence she needed. She was already so turned on she was surprised she wasn’t on fire.

Ryan thought her breasts were large but firm. Her nipples were hard and pink and so tempting.

“Oh, I’m on fire now, baby.” He looked her over then leaned toward her and licked one nipple tenderly, teasing her, then sucked on the other one. He pinched her nipples softly. She was trembling from the sensations of him sucking her nipple and squeezing the other one at the same time.

“I knew they’d be beautiful, darlin’,” he whispered lovingly, rubbing the tip of her erect nipple back and forth with his finger, driving her crazy.

He stood up and took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. He helped her strip off her jeans, leaving on her matching hot-pink thong. Her skin was a warm tan color and he couldn’t wait to explore every inch of it. He felt like a kid in a candy store. She had curves in all the right places. I am a lucky man, he thought to himself. “You are one sexy lady, Ms. Martinez. I’ve wanted you for so long now.”

“Why the wait then?” she asked.

“I wanted you to feel ready and not rushed into something you’d regret,” he explained, looking at her with tenderness and care. “In case you’re worried, I’m clean. I had Doc check me out and he gave me a clean bill of health.”

She nodded. “Thank you for that. It’s been two years since I’ve had a lover but I’m on the pill and my last physical was clear, too.”

She took off her thong, wanting him more by the second, and looked at him as he took off his clothes in a hurry. He was spectacular, lean but muscular and firm all over and his cock was long, thick, and hard and glistening with pre-cum already.

It had been a long time for her, so she was a little nervous but excited, too. She knew she was already wet and ready for him.

Ryan laid her on the bed, looking at her nude body with such anticipation. “I’ve wanted to strip you and kiss every inch of you since the first day I saw you at the diner, but there were too many people around.” He explored all her curves softly with his hands as he talked.

She laughed, enjoying his sense of humor. “You perv,” she said, playfully running her hands up and down his chest, feeling his hard muscles. “We’re alone now though,” she invited him.

He gave her a sexy, wolfish grin and leaned down to kiss her lips softly then nipped at her neck lightly with his teeth as she tilted her head to give him better access. He kissed and licked the hollow of her shoulder and worked his way down to her breasts and licked each nipple over and over, making her moan.

Ryan took his time driving Lacy crazy with frustration. He wanted to make this good for her. He worked his way down her stomach till he reached her mound. It was dripping with wetness. He opened her pink folds and couldn’t resist. He licked her cream up with his tongue, going up and down, and put his fingers in her sheath, first one then two, moving them around till she moaned louder. He sucked on her clit and each swipe of his tongue sent shockwaves through her body. She was getting wetter by the second.

“That feels so good,” she admitted with a soft moan, her body writhing in passion. “But this was supposed to be my seduction, Ryan.”

“Were you trying to seduce the sheriff, you naughty girl?” He laughed. “I might have to punish you for that crime.” He grabbed her ass, which brought her pussy closer to his mouth, and he licked deep inside of her until she was screaming in pleasure and arching up toward him for more.

She had never played during sex but with Ryan she liked it. “Oh yes, punish me, Sheriff, I’m a naughty girl.” She pouted provocatively, looking at him with a sexy smile.

She screeched in surprise when he suddenly flipped her onto her stomach. He squeezed her butt cheeks firmly then he gave her ass a slap. It stung but she was surprised to find she liked it. “I’ve had an eye on this luscious ass every time you walked by me. One day it will be mine,” he promised and gave her another playful slap and she screeched so he gave her a kiss on the spot he spanked and laughed. He flipped her back so she was looking at him, her brown eyes shining with passion and something deeper.

“But right now I want to be inside you so bad I can’t wait one second longer. I feel like I’m going to explode any second.” He slid the head of his cock into her slowly and groaned. She fit him so perfectly, so hot and tight like a glove. “Baby, you are burning me up.”


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