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Release Day Finding Leigh by Amy J. Hawthorn

by on March 14, 2017

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Finding Leigh – Dark Horse Inc. Book 3


A ghost emerges from Rick’s past, kidnapping the woman he loves and the leader of Dark Horse Inc. will stop at nothing to get her back.
Leigh Ann MacDonald values love and loyalty above all else. When Rick denies their attraction, he deals a callous blow to her tender heart, but their search for the little girl with no home brings them back together. Their passion grows, but when frustration mounts, can their love survive a race against time? Terror, multiplying obstacles, and a search for a missing girl—it’s time to call in Dark Horse Inc.


“Leigh, you don’t have to do this.” Despite his concession, she heard the desire in his husky voice. He wanted her every bit as much as he wanted to be the good guy.
“I know. This isn’t pity sex. This is me, expressing my hunger for a man that is absolutely worthy of everything good the world has to offer. I found the man of my dreams, and I’m not letting him get away. Neither will I let him suffer alone. Is that okay with you?”
The light in his eyes flickered in the darkness, hunger coming to life. She sat on the desk’s edge and took his face in her palms. Without waiting for a response, she set her mouth upon his, kissing away the sorrow. He tasted of pure sin. Sweet ice cream, a hint of coffee, and all man. Her man.
His hands found the clasps of her bra and sent it flying, freeing her aching breasts. Deliciously rough palms cupped their weight. His thumbs caressed over her nipples.
Desperate with need for this man, she pulled free and dropped to her knees. She unfastened his pants and freed his erection. Steel hard, eager, it waited for her. Her mouth watered at the sight. His body, just like his very character, defined raw, masculine, power.
She took him in her mouth and hands, working a labor of love to bring him pleasure.
Each of his groans rumbled through her, spreading tremors of dark joy through every fiber of her being. He cupped her jaw and swept his thumbs over her cheeks. She might be the one on her knees, but she felt utterly worshiped as he bathed her in praise. Love.
She flicked her tongue at the underside of his cock, making it buck. He groaned louder and longer. Lost in her own pleasure, she hummed.
Suddenly, strong hands gripped under her arms and lifted her from the floor. He set her on her feet and tore at the button of her jeans. It popped free, then he yanked the zipper down. “Rick, this was supposed to be my turn to give to you.”
“I can’t tell you how much I appreciate that thought. I also don’t care. One thing I forgot to tell you about me? I’m as greedy and bossy in the bedroom as I am in life, maybe more so. You’re going to have to learn how to deal with that.” He pushed both hands into the back of her pants and beneath her panties, shoving them down as he went. His palms smoothed over the flesh of her bottom, down to the backs of her thighs. “Off.” He punctuated his command with a light slap to one cheek. “All of it off. Now.”

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“Yes, sir.” She answered him playfully, but she wasn’t so sure that he didn’t take her seriously.
She did as he’d instructed. Shedding the suddenly constricting denim, she bared herself to him.
“My turn to play. Sit. Open your legs.” Her breath hitched at the image he created. Again, she complied, even as her heart stopped at his devilish grin. He took her place, kneeling on the floor, facing the desk.
“Here. Put your feet on the chair. He demonstrated by taking one trembling foot, kissing the top of it, then placing it at the chair’s front edge, against the padded armrest. She placed the other foot on the chair’s opposite side. He remained in between her legs, his rugged, virile presence saturating her with aching need.
She hadn’t known it was possible to feel so vulnerable and overwhelmingly aroused at the same time.
Only Rick.
He swept his palms slowly up her knees to her inner thighs. His dark eyes met hers. She felt pinned in place by the intense possessive heat simmering deep inside their depths. “Put your palms flat on the desktop. Don’t move.” She complied and felt the hard, cold wood beneath her hands.
“Sweetheart, you might want to breathe.” His focus then left her face and moved lower. “You’ll regret passing out and missing this.” He blew a hot breath over the flesh between her legs.
Oh, my.
She grew dizzy as indescribable, decadent sensations rippled through her.
He braced his palms on the uppermost part of her inner thighs and opened her wide. Then he kissed her. His hot mouth closed over her pussy and hummed. He flattened his tongue, sweeping a long lick up the valley of her flesh.
Unbidden, a whimper of desperate need escaped her. She shifted her weight to one hand and grasped the top of his head with the other. Her fingers gripped his hair, holding on for dear life. Intense, bright joy whipped through her as he licked over her again, slowing his progress to a crawl as he came to her clit. When another jolt of electric bliss hit her, she didn’t know whether to urge him on and beg him to never stop or beg him to quit before she fell so far deep into his spell, she’d never find her way back to sanity.
He flicked a light tap over her exposed flesh. “I don’t think so. Palms flat on the desk or I’ll stop.”
“Damn you, stubborn man.” She snapped her hand back to its former place on the cold wood.
“Relax.” When he nudged lightly against her thighs she realized they ached from pushing against the hands holding her open. She took a deep breath and tried to do as he said.
Relax. She almost laughed at the absurdity of the idea.


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