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  She went to sleep completely wet and horny and that never happened.

  But she came awake moaning.

  Vincent kicked Tess’ long legs up over his shoulders with his mouth sucking harder over her soft slit. At first she’d been asleep, but then she’d arched into his mouth. Her fingers grabbing his hair, tugging. He lifted her pillowed ass in his hands, firm handfuls, sucking the jewel around his tongue that made her sing high notes. Then she came, passionately quivering around him, bucking against his mouth, gasping his name with sounds that grabbed his cock. So fucking sweet.

  He didn’t want any argument, now she was awake, so he unlatched his mouth from her sugar-hot slit and he flipped her onto her belly. His cock slid into her a second later and all she did was moan drawn out needy sounds, while raising her plump ass to him.

  He hooked her hip, pumping in and out, laying low on top of her. It was a hot, body mash, sliding over her bare rump and sleek back, pushing her deep into the mattress with each thrust. Her cutoff moans happened each time he went deep.

  He moved faster, thrusting harder, bouncing her off the bed. “G o d, Vin …”

  “Vincent,” he growled in her ear.

  “Vincent,” she gasped, and the sound drove him harder.

  “Pussy. Knees,” he ordered through a grunt.

  “Vin. Vin. Vincent,” she gasped.

  “Now,” he snapped.

  His hard cock was still embedded inside her when she crawled up on her knees for him. That made him growl, grab her hips and start thrusting faster … He’d turned the lights on when he’d invaded her room, wanting to see everything about her. Her long red hair sliding over the sleek curves of her back as he bucked into her harder, slapping and jiggling her ass on each rapid fuck.

  Her ass vibrated with each thrust, and she panted unable to catch her breath, while holding one of her hands clamped around his wrist on the hand clamped to her ass. As if to hold him there.

  “G. G. God,” she cried, and he came down over her back lower, hooking a hand under her to tweak her swollen clit. “Vincent!” It was a high-pitched, cutoff scream.

  The bed made noises as if it would collapse. “Harder,” he growled, and he banged into her ass spearing her harder.

  Her pants were staccato with his stabs, then his name started shuddering out of her mouth and he knew she was coming again. He jerked out and flipped her onto her back, pushing her knees to her chest. He pushed his rigid cock into her, solid, on the crest of her climax.

  She screamed then, in pleasure, as he watched his cock fucking her pretty pussy. He turned his gaze to her and their eyes locked. Lust and hot fucking passion snapped between them. She grabbed his necking, curling her fingers in his hair.

  “Harder,” she gasped. “Fuck me harder.”

  He couldn’t believe it. He let her legs go from being curled to her chest and they clamped around his hips as he planted his fists on either side of her head, and then he plowed into her faster and harder.

  Their eyes were violent together as the bed banged the wall, then he let loose and felt his ejaculation spear free as Tess arched beneath him climaxing again.

  When he could unlock his knees, he rolled with Tess on top of him. She’d have to know they weren’t done after the other night. Just a breather. But he had to know.

  “Hurt?” Her head lay in the hollow of his neck as he cupped the back with his fingers working in her soft, thick hair.

  Her lips touched his chest, saying, “No.”

  He squeezed her nape. “You sure. It was rough.”

  She pointed her chin on his chest, looking over his chin at him with her rich, light-blue eyes. “I’m so wet it didn’t even burn,” she whispered. Then she blushed … even after he’d ate her out, fucked her brains out, had her on her hands and knees … she fucking blushed.

  And it squeezed tight on his emotions. “Like you wet,” he muttered. Making her blush more and making him feel fucking more.

  Then he grabbed her pits and dragged her up his chest, until he had her mouth, and they made out like it was the first time and they hadn’t just screwed each other crazy. They were tongue fucking so hot, he didn’t let up; he just slid her down over his cock.

  Tess woke with Vincent curled tight to her back, his mounded bicep under her cheek and that arm and hand curved toward her with his hand around her breast. His other hand was between her legs cupping her mound. She’d never woken up so full of man before. The closeness, heat … everything making her want to squirm it felt so good.

  “Want you in my bed tonight.”

  Tess stilled, startled at Vincent’s voice in her ear. His hand cupping her mound squeezed inward, holding her as if he possessed her. God. What did she do with this? She couldn’t deny wanting it so freaking bad.

  “I’m not a couple night lay kind of girl,” she said tightly, while inwardly she was crying. She pushed forward trying to get loose. He held tight. He had to feel how wet she was. Still. “Let me go,” she hissed, then she added, “You already broke your word.”

  She was flipped onto her back so fast she lost her breath, and he was on top of her. He was hard. She could feel it as she shoved unsuccessfully on his chest. She didn’t dare look at him, with her gaze turned to the side, because he’d see her lying.

  “You were wet before my first lick,” he growled.

  She shoved again, squirming under him. “Vincent, let me up.”

  His hand grabbed her hair and he tugged her face where he wanted it, looking at him. She scrunched her eyes shut. “Not until you listen to me.” His voice was low and measured as if he contained the anger behind it.

  “Know you’re scared Navarro's buddies will do something to me.” Her gaze opened and tripped to his and he looked lethal, as he said, “Been hunted by worst, baby. I am not someone to fuck with.”

  Tess realized that she believed him — ever since they’d met he’d been nothing but the most powerful man she’d ever met.

  “But Luna?” she whispered the question, and his expression grew unguarded. She immediately saw the worry growing there. She knew then, without a doubt, no one could protect her from Luna Whitehorse if Luna found out Tess was with Vincent.

  She wanted to cry, both their ex’s were so crazy and unreasonable.

  Then Vincent finally let her go with an angry snarl. And this time he didn’t turn back.

  He just left.

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  Their Ex's Two: Redrock (Texas Alpha, Erotic Romance)

  Coming> Thursday, December 27, 2012

  Next: Their Ex's Three: Redrock (Texas Alpha Erotic Romance)

  Coming> Thursday, January 3rd, 2013

  Finally: Their Ex's Four: Redrock (Texas Alpha Erotic Romance)

  Coming> Thursday, January 10th, 2013

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  Their Ex's Two: Redrock (Texas Alpha, Erotic Romance)

  Vincent and Tess are supposed to stay away from each other. They both agreed. Their cheating spouses are too crazy. Tess doesn't know Vincent has been there, watching out for her. She doesn't know Vincent runs Redrock the local Indian casino that just called her to do a last minute floweriest job.

  But she can't take her eyes off Vincent once she arrives at Redrock ... that is until both their spouses show up. Cruel and unusual punishment. Vincent's cheating wife is model gorgeous and Tess' cheating husband ignores her like they aren’t married.

  Vincent is forced to play a game with his soon to be ex to get her off the board of his charities before he cuts her loose. He needs to stay away from Tess, but when he sees tears in her eyes and feels her in his embrace again — all bets are off.

  Then his crazy wife breaks them apart yet again ... but Vincent has had a taste of sweet and he’s determined to have more. Can he convince Tess against all odds to believe in him when things around them seem unbelievable?

  Their Ex's Three: Redrock (Texas Alpha Erotic Romanc
e)

  Vincent had to leave Tess in the dark. But she lingers on him in ways he thought a woman never would again. The mob wants in at Redrock casino and they think they’re going to use Luna to get there through Vincent. They also have Tess in their sights and Vincent’s not letting that happen. But he has friends like Cabe and unexpected help from Finn, who might not be who he seems.

  Tess has unexpected feelings for Finn too, and then there is Cabe, looking too smoking hot, but Vincent’s ex threatens her and Tess has to try to stand up and learn to defend herself.

  Then she’s back at Vincent’s hideaway ranch house with the promise he won’t stay there. Until he calls her in the dark, asking her to let him in.

  All the way, until they admit they have a thing for each other so strong they need to back off the bedroom antics to see what their “real” together is like.

  Next comes Vincent’s showdown with Luna and the “big” concert that never was...

  Their Ex's Four: Redrock (Texas Alpha Erotic Romance)

  How bossy does Tess like Vincent? Not bossy enough to stay away from the concert their cheating spouse are putting on. Where both their cheating ex’s finally learn Tess and Vincent are together and their marriages to them are history.

  Then Tess and Vincent see about piecing together their own happily ever after. But first Vincent’s got to see Tess in that freaking hot dress one more time ...just for him. Then will he be able to keep her out of his bed like he vowed. Until they can figure each other out and where what they got is going...

  Probably not.

  Excerpt from the second Their Ex's Two, Redrock serial;

  “Hey,” Vincent said, looking down on her as his hand settled on her waist as though it belonged there.

  “Hey,” she replied tipping her gaze up to him, too confused to come up with more to say.

  But internally, her concentration was latched to his wide, really warm hand curling over the indent of her waist. It was as if he had to touch her when they were this close and she immediately felt their connection. His dark eyes spoke of intimate things between them ... sexy, naughty, and wild things and she blushed, thrilled to see him. Too thrilled, because soon they’d have to force themselves apart again.

  When she blushed, his hand squeezed her waist as if he knew she was thinking about them having wild sex together. “Too fucking sweet,” his voice rumbled, and he said it like a curse, moving her forward. “Come on.”

  She automatically followed him as if she couldn’t disobey him. Ever. But then she realized… “Um, I have a job to do here...” she started to say.

  He interrupted her, “I know.” Then he pulled one of the casino’s large front doors open. She walked past and he followed, keeping his hand on her waist as he opened the next set of doors for her. “You know?” she questioned.

  Casino sounds filled the air and the lighting was dim like in all casinos. She slowed to a stop looking up at him. His hat came off but his hand didn’t move from her waist, while his gaze swept her face.

  “Hey, boss.” Tess looked over Vincent's broad shoulder at a young, cashier runner, smiling at Vincent, who looked over his shoulder at her.

  “Hey, Becky. Keep it tight.”

  “Right boss.” Becky nodded and moved away.

  “Evening, Mr. Whitehorse.” This came from behind Tess.

  Vincent nodded to a security guard, who passed by.

  Tess turned back, and grabbed a fistful of Vincent tee by his waist, feeling the ripple of his six-pack abs beneath. “Boss? You’re the boss.” It was not a question, it was a demand.

  “Kinda,” he said, then he used his hand on her waist to move her forward and she lost her grip on his tee. Oh, he so was the boss. That meant her impromptu job was very suspect.

  “This is not staying away from each other,” she accused.

  He moved her through rows of slot machines with people pushing buttons and some looking as if they were hugging their machines. She was not a gambler so the rows of machines looked like rows of tricked-out arcade games to her.

  “Redrock can get flowers done by anyone. Why not you?” Vincent’s voice was close to her ear, where he’d leaned down to be heard. The rumble of his voice stroked her in places she’d have to appease later with her lonely vibrator. Damn him.

  She caught his tee again as they walked, keeping his mouth close as she turned her head slightly. “Because we shouldn’t be together,” she whispered fiercely. Because any second she was going to veer him off their path and mouth lock him. “Playing with fire,” she blurted.

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