[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romance, light consensual BDSM, spanking]
Erotic horror author Tessa Danvers's limited experience with men has her convinced that she just doesn't need to waste time on them. Her writing career is hot enough, and she recently purchased the home of her dreams.
When a scheduling conflict prevents her cousin Jaime from making some much-needed renovations to her new house, he sends his friend, Gavan Murdoch—a gorgeous, hulking Scotsman with a brogue thicker than Highland fog—in his place. One look at the diminutive author and Gavan's protective defenses are up. He swore off women years ago following a devastating heartbreak.
After getting off to a very rocky start with Tessa in an effort to keep her at arms' length, Gavan succumbs to his desire for the petite, hot-tempered author, only to learn that he'll have no choice but to share her with millions of other men.
A Siren Erotic Romance
4.5 NYMPHS: "Tessa's Highlander is the first book in the Love's Influence series and the first book I have read by this author. The author did a wonderful job in creating not only the main characters but showcasing some of the insecurities each had. At first their interaction was like oil and water, even though both are attracted to each other. Both have to overcome past experiences to finally admit they would make mistakes, but also loved each other, especially Gavan because of his jealousy. The chemistry between Gavan and Tessa is hot and the author did a good job with the various scenarios between the two. I had to laugh at both their reactions when Jamie showed up for dinner. I actually know someone that reacted the way Gavan did in the epilogue and was laughing hysterically because I could go back and see this in my mind. The way Tessa's publicist steamrolls everybody to get what she wants both Tessa and Gavan to do is priceless. The two main secondary characters were so true to life because I could just see the reactions to them in my mind. This will not be the last book by this author I will read and look forward to the next book in this series." -- Amazon Nymph, Literary Nymphs Reviews
"Tessa Danvers might be an erotic horror author but that doesn’t mean that she has had a lot of experience with men. And frankly with a career firmly keeping her imagination alive and providing the funds to buy the home of her dreams, who needs a man? When Tessa’s brother isn’t able to help with renovations to the home he sends a friend of his. This friend, Gavan Murdoch, has Tessa instantly rethinking the no men philosophy, with rugged good looks and a Highland brogue…. Sigh… That is until he starts to aggravate her to her limit. Gavan can’t believe the little minx with the fiery temper is Jamie’s sister. He can’t help but be attracted to her but after a bad breakup years ago he has sworn off women. But will Tessa get under his skin and change his ideas? Can he share this woman’s imagination with fans? Sexy men with accents and carpentry skills, *swoon*, what more could you ask for in a story? Tessa’s Highlander has just that, and add in a spunky female lead and you have the formula for a winning story. Tessa’s Highlander is a fun and well written story about love and the stumbling blocks along the way." -- Tanya, Joyfully Reviewed
Hoo! It felt good to get that out, but he was overwhelming her with his nearness, his energy stirring her insides so that she couldn’t think straight. She turned on her heel to get away from him.
Gavan chased after her, grabbed her upper arm, and spun her around to face him, holding both her arms tightly in his firm grip so she couldn’t move. But stronger than his hands on her arms was his gaze, its intensity arresting. Her mouth opened and closed as she tried in vain to form words to take control of the situation when he dipped his head and captured her mouth with his.
Initially, she protested, the sounds of her struggle swallowed by his mouth. He released her to wrap his arms around her and pull her body against his. She softened then, rose to her tiptoes, and curved into him. She slid her hands up to press her palms against his strong, warm chest. He moved one hand from her waist, grasped her jaw, and tilted her head back to better receive his kiss. She returned it fervently, parting her lips to allow him entrance when his tongue stroked them. A moan rose in her throat as he explored her mouth, swiping across her teeth and teasing her tongue, encouraging it to join his. She responded, and his tongue slid against hers, velvet stroking velvet. His hand moved from her jaw and his fingers threaded into her hair at the nape of her neck.
An awareness of every inch of her body was accompanied by a fuzziness that blocked out everything but the two of them. Her skin was alight wherever he touched her and she was completely intoxicated by his strong, soft lips. She drifted into the pleasant haze surrounding them and threaded her fingers into his hair to pull him closer.
He broke the kiss and drew back from her. Her lids lifted and she looked into his eyes to find them ablaze with desire. His gaze searched her face, seemingly imploring her to urge him on. She licked her tingling lips and a low growl rumbled from deep in his chest. Her breathing was ragged, her womb tightened in pulses, a wave of need for him emanated from her very core. The force of her reaction to him was unfamiliar and it frightened her. What she felt now was different, more than the fantasies about him she’d been entertaining since they first met. This was not merely lust, this was a desire to be completely taken and possessed by this man.
As suddenly as he’d initiated the kiss, he released her and stepped back as though she’d stung him. Confusion filled her.
He looked down at the floor, pushed the heel of his right hand to his eye, and stammered, “I–I’m sorry, lass. I doona’ know what came over me. I shouln’a done that. G’night.” And he strode quickly to the door to leave.
Infuriated and confused beyond comprehension, Tessa ran to catch the door before it could shut and stepped out, the cold air slapping her out of the warm, sultry mist he had wrapped around her with his kiss.
“Mr. Murdoch?” she said more firmly than she’d intended. He stopped in his tracks and turned his face, not back to her, but only to the side, signaling that he was listening. “I think this isn’t working out. Please send me a bill for the work you’ve done so far and I’ll see that you’re paid immediately. Good night.”
She didn’t wait for him to respond before she slammed the door.
Gavan stood behind her upturned ass once again, her delicate, wet folds an invitation to ecstasy. She waggled her hips at him, and he felt his cock jump.
He reached to unbuckle the belt and release her arms, but she said, “Leave it? I think I like it this way.”
A low growl escaped him. Was there no end to the wonder of this beautiful, sexy woman? Just when he thought she couldn’t make his heart swell any more, she taught him otherwise. There was no doubt in his mind that ten years ago Bonnie did him a favor. She released him so that he could find Tessa, the love of his life.
He let go, leaving the belt in place, and knelt behind her. His big hands grabbed her hips, and he buried his face in her cunt. He lapped up her juices as though it were rejuvenating nectar. He tongue fucked her deeply as he could until he felt her shiver. A finger replaced his tongue as he moved his mouth to her clit, exposed from its hood, swollen and pink. He sucked the little bud between his lips while his tongue swept across it in a rhythm to match the thrusting of his finger. Tessa’s body trembled and she turned her head from side to side. He felt her muscles squeeze and clench at his finger, pulling it into her further. He could feel her impending climax, and he pulled away.
“Why?” she asked insistently. “Please, Gavan, please let me come. Oh!”
Gavan put a stop to her complaint when he nudged the head of his cock against her slick folds. His cock strained like he’d never felt before. He throbbed and ached to be buried balls deep in her quivering warmth. When she wiggled and pushed back against him, his eyes nearly rolled up into his head.
He needed to do something to slow this down or it was going to end way too soon.
Smack! Smack! He felt her freeze as the echo of the sound of his palm making contact with her sweet ass rung in his ears.
He took hold of the belt with one hand while caressing her stinging flesh with the other and leaned forward to whisper in her ear.
“I let us get a bit off track here, lass. Seems you’ve forgotten who’s in charge.”
A catlike smile he couldn’t see curled her lips.
He stood upright and pushed his throbbing, swollen cock into her wet, hot opening. Holding himself at his base, he pushed forward until the big round head popped into her, basking in her creamy, tight warmth. He held still for several moments, looking down at her sumptuous, heart-shaped ass, forcing Tessa to control her need to push back against him to pull him into her. When he could no longer pass his own test of self-control, he grasped her hips and slid into her with painfully deliberate slowness. After several long seconds, he was buried completely within her, the fronts of his thighs against the back of hers, and he undulated and rolled his hips, swiping his balls across her distended clit. Tessa’s muscles tightened like a fist around him, squeezing and pulling his enormous girth into her, and he felt her orgasm run through her. Her body shook and a long, deep “Oh,” escaped her.
Gavan leaned forward to say in her ear, “That’s it, lil’ love. That’s what I want. I want tae feel you come over and over tonight while I’m inside you. I love feeling you come around my cock. I love knowing I kin make you feel what no other man has.”
With that, he grasped the belt buckle tightly in his right hand and began to move his hips. He pulled back until only the head of his cock was still within her, looking down to see himself coated with her sticky sweetness, then he thrust himself back into her, hypnotized by the sight of her tiny little body accepting his swollen cock. Over and over, he stroked in and out of her squeezing, warm sheath, moving faster with each thrust, burying to the hilt a little harder with each inward push. Her muscles clenched at him, seemingly dancing around his cock, pulling it in, trying to prevent it from leaving. He reached his left hand down between her legs to wet his fingers with her syrup.
* * * *
Before she completely recovered from her first earth-shattering orgasm, she felt a second wave building in her womb. His big, hard cock pushed at her cervix relentlessly. She was stretched wide and utterly filled with him, and she loved it, savored it. When his fingers reached down and danced across her wet, swollen labia to gather her moisture, she eagerly anticipated his attention to her clit, but he didn’t go there. Instead, she felt his finger at her anus, pushing firmly to gain entrance. As before, she experienced a momentary rise of panic but squashed it, secure in the knowledge that Gavan wouldn’t hurt her. She knew without a doubt that this man knew only how to bring her more pleasure than she ever imagined she could feel.