She’s
the girl next door he’s always protected.
He’s the man she’s always wanted.
Will the threat of a killer finally get them on the same page?
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| LOGAN, MURDER ON MAGNOLIA ISLAND, BOOK ONE |
Excerpt:
“Logan.” His name broke from Melanie’s mouth when
Logan released her to nip his way down her neck to her breasts. Warm lips suckled a nipple, soothing,
arousing pulls before sharp teeth tugged with a biting pull that wrought a
strangled cry from her throat. Pleasure
zinged straight down to her sheath, curling her toes as she brought her feet up
and worked his loosened jeans down with them.
His low chuckle drew
goosebumps. “Creative and
resourceful. I like that. But this isn’t going to go any further if you
don’t tell me you’re on some form of birth control, Mel. I didn’t come in here prepared to jump you,
only to comfort you.”
That growly voice made her
smile. Melanie didn’t need to see his
face to know he frowned down at her.
“I’ve been on the pill for a few weeks now. We’re good.”
“Thank God because I lied, I really
don’t think I could stop now.”
“Don’t stop. I need you.”
Her whispered confession accompanied her firm grip of his buttocks as
she urged him between her spread legs.
Logan snatched her left hand off his
ass and bit her knuckles before placing her hand on his shoulder. “Move your other one before I take a bigger
bite out of it, place it on my other shoulder and don’t move them.”
Torn between wanting to touch him
and needing to see where he would touch her, Melanie did as he instructed, then
rent the air with a sharp cry when he slipped his hand between their bodies and
delved between her legs with two fingers.
“Oh!” She thrust against those invading fingers,
whimpered from the heated build-up of pleasure from each nerve stimulating
stroke then moaned in frustration when he withdrew just as the small tremors
heralding the big bang had begun.
“What? Why’d you stop?”
“Because you’re nice and wet and
swollen now, perfect for taking my cock.”
Blurb:
Logan Lemaster drew Melanie Barnes under his protective wing
the moment he rescued her from a fall off her bike. She had been six and he
thirteen and his over protectiveness didn’t abate over the next twenty years.
When a good friend ends up murdered on the family’s private island following
one of his and his cousins BDSM weekend parties, Melanie insists on being there
to comfort Logan. Only, he hadn’t counted on the grown woman’s tenacious
determination to worm her way past his defenses and into his bed. Having spent
the past eight years, since Melanie reached adulthood and made her interest in
expanding on their friendship known, he’d refused to jeopardize their special
bond by introducing her to his kinky preferences. But he was only human, and
when her grief over an assault on a co-worker sends him to comfort her, his
good intentions fall to the wayside under her responsive body. As he and his
cousins plan to hold another BDSM party to feel out their friends for hints
about which one had betrayed them in the worst way, he tutors Melanie in his
sexual preferences so she can join him. But as they grow closer, so does the
killer, and when her life is threatened, Logan knew he would stop at nothing to
protect her and make her his in every way.
DISCLAIMER: This book is intended for adults only. It
contains elements of power exchange, BDSM, including explicit sexual scenes and
anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
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About the Author:
BJ Wane
has been writing erotic spanking romances for nine years and has 16 books
published by Pink Flamingo. When not writing, she enjoys reading, puzzles and
being outside as much as weather will allow. She loves dogs, babysitting her
grandkids and granddogs and chocolate! She and her husband have traveled
extensively and she pens about the locations she has visited. She loves
feedback from readers-both good and bad-so please feel free to email her at
bjwane@cox.net.
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