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by Kate Davies
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: Madison McIntyre has been banished to the ends of the earth, or at least Westhaven, Washington feels that way to her. She has one month to prepare a resort plan for her company or she'll be out of a job. She has gone incognito in the small fishing town, hoping to succeed where no co-worker has found success before. Dylan Edwards loves living on the coast of Washington. Ever since his ex-wife ran off to the big city, he's been raising his daughter in the small town where he grew up. He's content with his charter-fishing business, his life, and no city girl is going to interfere with that contentment. Neither one of them can deny the sparks that fly whenever they're together, and the passion between them is as wild and untamed as the ocean itself. When the truth comes out, will their growing feelings survive the storm? [Erotic Contemporary Romance: Contains graphic sexual content and adult language.]
eBook Publisher: Siren-BookStrand, Inc./Erotic Romance, 2008 2008
eBookwise Release Date: August 2008
17 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [220 KB]
Reading time: 129-180 min.
"4 Stars: Hooked is an endearing romance. The attraction between Dylan and Madison is so strong that it will leave the reader tingling. The plot is interesting and allows for growth of the characters. Fans of romance will enjoy Hooked."--Anne Boling, Review Your Book
He turned to look at her.
Her hair softly brushed his shoulder. "More than one risk, to tell you the truth." Eyes drifting shut, she leaned forward and touched her lips feather-light to his.
The temperature in the hot tub shot up several degrees as she slid one water-slicked hand up his arm to tangle in his dampened hair. Dylan groaned deep in his throat and wrapped his arms around her, hauling her forward until she was settled in his lap. He tilted his head just a fraction, enough to deepen the kiss.
The tips of her breasts, taut and beaded underneath the smooth fabric of the bathing suit, brushed against his heated chest. Water lapped between them as he slid his hands down her back to grip her hips, pulling her closer.
She moaned against his lips and stroked her hands down his back, caressing the play of muscles as the water gently lifted them in a rocking motion.
Dylan trailed his hand from her hip up her side, reveling in the shiver that traveled through her entire body at his touch.
He pulled back from her kiss long enough to whisper hoarsely, "God, you are so beautiful." Then his mouth descended on hers, his hand stroking the soft, damp curve of her waist.
This time, Madison was the one to break the kiss, throwing her head back until her hair trailed in the steaming water. Her breath came in little pants as Dylan planted kisses down her neck. Then he pulled back and looked at her.
Madison's water-drenched skin shone in the filtered moonlight, her golden hair trailing in the water like a mermaid's. Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes closed. She was his every fantasy, his every wish for the future come true, and she was in his arms.
Then her eyes opened and she moved, pushing on his shoulders until he was pressed back against the edge of the tub. She straddled him, her thighs around his waist, pressing against his straining erection.
"Madison," he said, though he wasn't sure if it was a warning or a plea.
Her hand trailed down his chest, past his abs, and delved beneath the waistband of his swimsuit. And then, oh God, she was stroking him, making his hips buck beneath her.
"You have to stop," he hissed, holding on to the last shreds of his self-control.
"No, I don't," she crooned, rubbing her thumb over the broad tip of his cock.
"But I'm going to--" He clamped his mouth shut as she moved off him, silently urging him up, out of the water, until he was seated on the smooth river stones at the edge of the hot tub.
She moved between his legs, which dangled in the steamy water, and tugged at the waistband of his board shorts. Breath hissed out between his teeth as his cock sprang free, hard and straining against his stomach.
With a soft smile, she leaned forward and took him in her mouth.
A shudder ran through him as she stroked him with her tongue, damp heat surrounding him. Her blond hair spread out on the surface of the water, tangling in the currents. She looked like a mermaid. One hand cupped his sac, squeezing lightly.
With a groan, he threaded his fingers through her hair and held on, thrusting into her avid mouth as he gave himself up to the exquisite pleasure. She swirled her tongue around the sensitive tip, then dove deep again, setting up a rhythm that pulled him deep into the maelstrom.