looking for redemption.
Jason Friar is desperate to make a comeback in Major League Baseball. The only
team who will have him is the perennial cellar dwellers, the Georgia Knights,
who are looking for a leader for their struggling team. With the contract comes
a leash, held by a sexy image consultant with whom he had a hot fling…
looking for respect.
of a political candidate’s campaign, Stacia Kendall needs a new opportunity to
prove herself to her father, a prominent and powerful Senator. Her one chance
is to redeem the image of Jason Friar and not succumb to the heat simmering
between them, a heat she knows so well…
Stacia help Jason find the redemption he needs, while protecting her heart?
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Stacia propped herself up on one arm and feasted on his flesh laid out for her. She ran her finger down the chest she had explored so thoroughly but had not seen. He lay still, muscles quivering under her light then deeper touch as she learned him, how and where he liked to be handled. A sense of power filled her, heightening her desire. She slid her hand lower, to the jeans sporting an impressive bulge. “That has to be uncomfortable.”
His face contorted, muscles clenched. “Baby, you have no idea. Care to help me out of them?”
She hesitated. This was her last chance to turn back, to stop this madness. But he was a drug in her blood, singing and pulling her along to the dark side. And God help her, she wanted him. For once, she wanted to do what she wanted and be damned the consequences. She tugged at the button and opened it, releasing his erection. It sprang free, above the undone clasp.
She cocked an eyebrow at him. “Commando? Doesn’t that hurt?”
He grinned and shrugged. “Underwear is too constricting.”
“Thank God for that.” She returned her attention to his cock, tentatively stroking him lightly. He groaned in response as it jerked. She laughed and renewed her attentions, running her fingers lightly up and down, then harder, rubbing the drop of pre-come at the tip over the wide, dark head.
After a few seconds, Jason grabbed her hand and slid out from under her, shucking his jeans in a smooth, practiced motion. He returned to the bed, pinning her, kissing her with a stronger urgency, more insistent. Her passion rose to a fever pitch.
boy next door. She lives in Connecticut, spending her days as a technical writer and her spare time divided between her addiction to knitting and reading.