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Category: Romance/Mystery/Crime
Description: Walking away from the world's oldest profession was the easiest thing Cyndi Whitmore ever did. After five long years of selling her body to men, she vowed never to look back. Now, eighteen months later, her former "friends" are turning up dead and all fingers point to her as the murderer.

As if being framed isn't bad enough, her sudden attraction to the deputy working the "hooker murders" has her head spinning with confusion. Conditioned to be suspicious of the law, Cyndi finds herself torn between heart and mind when the sexy deputy is interested in her as more than just a suspect. If she has any hope of clearing her name, Cyndi knows she must overcome her fear and trust the only person willing to believe in her innocence.

Deputy Braden Andrews never expected to be dealt the task of catching a serial killer when he accepted the deputy sheriff's position in his small Nevada town. Nor did he expect his prime suspect to be a beautiful, alluring woman with a checkered past and secrets to hide. Braden works to gain Cyndi's trust in an attempt to pump her for information, knowing that she holds something important about the case. Instead, he falls hard for the auburn beauty. Despite his growing love for her, he quickly realizes there's a better than average chance she's being framed. But can he prove Cyndi's innocence before the killer strikes again?

Genres: Romantic Suspense / Thriller / Mystery / Detective
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: January 2010

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [296 KB]
Words: 67112
Reading time: 191-268 min.

"4 Nymphs!...A suspenseful thriller that kept me reading to find out who was committing the murders. Michelle Cary & Amanda Young did a fantastic job with this story, and I was quite surprised at who turned out to be the villain, having stayed in the background for so long. The electrical attraction between Braden and Cyndi left me hot and bothered, and I was rooting for them all the while...These two authors did a fantastic job of creating very believable scenes and describing each murder vividly and the plot thickened quickly, I say well done, ladies! I look forward to reading more from these two authors..."--Goddess Minx, Literary Nymphs Reviews

Naked and vulnerable, Cyndi squirmed under the heat of Braden's gaze, every molecule within her body warming beneath his attention. She pushed aside her embarrassment at his praise, accepting it at face value, and grasped his hands, leading them to her breasts. "Touch me."

Braden cupped the pert mounds in the palms of his hands and covered her right nipple with his mouth. While he sucked one turgid bud, his slick tongue gliding back and forth, his fingers plucked at the other, fanning the flames of her desire. Each tug of his lips sent a shot of longing to her core, moistening her pussy in preparation for what they both sought.

She ground against him, ignoring the thin sheet separating them, in search of friction to ease the hunger yawning below. The hard length of his cock pressed against her sex, teasing her with the pleasure to come.

With a groan, Braden released her nipple. He peppered kisses over her chest and neck as his hips rocked upward to meet her downward thrusts. "I want you. I want you so damn much. But are you sure? If not, we need to stop right now."

Braden's concern only made Cyndi's desire for him increase. "Yes. I'm sure. Fuck me." As crude as she normally found the word "fuck," it fit the situation perfectly. She didn't want romance and soft endearments at the moment. She yearned for Braden to take her, claim her, and ride her hard until neither one of them could think, let alone move.

"Thank God," Braden murmured. With one hand behind her back, he cradled her breast in the other and brought his mouth down to taste her again. Wet heat enveloped her right nipple, ratcheting up her lust another notch. Liquid heat raced from her breasts to her core, readying her to take the thick cock pressing against her. She wiggled on his lap, scarcely able to wait for him to sink inside her, filling all the empty places deep within.

Reaching out, she cradled his head in her hands and hugged him to her chest. "More...Braden...oh, yes."

His mouth devoured her, moving from the tip of one breast to the other, his tongue doing fabulous, wicked things to her nipples. Her hips gyrated mindlessly. She wanted to wait, to touch and taste Braden in return, but her body wasn't having any of it. Never before had she felt so tight and achy, her pussy throbbing.

With one hand, she reached between them, intending to guide Braden to where she needed him most, but Braden shifted and flipped her onto her back. The pesky sheet fell away, removing the last barrier between them. His body against hers, Braden snagged both her arms at the wrist and pulled them over her head. He held them against the mattress, pinning them with a single, large hand.

Cyndi stilled beneath him and relinquished control. She closed her eyes, her pulse thundering in her ears, and prepared to enjoy the ride. No man had ever made her feel so desired. Although she'd always demanded a modicum of control in the bedroom with all her other lovers, she had no compunction about releasing power to Braden. The reason for that was obvious and frightening. No matter how much she fought the desire to love the other man, the heart demanded what it wanted. She was falling in love with him, trusting him even against her will, and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it.