Sander’s
Valley, 2
Wyn Sander is surprised when his brother Kyle
asks him to be best man at his wedding. Wyn’s even more shocked to learn the
woman who later walks into his garage is Ronnie’s half-sister, Iona. He’s instantly
attracted to her. She’s sophisticated, beautiful, and confident. At least she
is until Wyn stands up. She flinches and a look of terror passes over her face.
It bothers him to see. Luckily, desire replaces it, but it doesn’t stop Wyn’s
curiosity. For the first time in his life, he wants to find out what made Iona
fearful and fix it.
Iona can’t believe her luck. The man she lusts
after is her new sister’s soon to be brother-in-law. The kiss they share
shatters her, but her attempt to stop any involvement with him ends up with her
agreeing to three dates. She decides Wyn is unlike any man she’s ever known,
and it’s unfortunate she can’t enjoy him. She isn’t in the market for a
boyfriend. All she wants is sex. The only problem is—she doesn’t think Wyn sees
things her way.
Short blurb:
When Wyn sees Iona, he falls hard. Iona's not so
sure—their chemistry is explosive, but after a bad relationship she's not sure
she can commit again.
She jerked her hand from his. “Where are we
going?”
“Basement. Need you.” He reached for her.
She backed up. “We can’t. Your mom— ”
He drew her against him. “You feel that? How
hard I am?”
A soft sigh escaped her lips, his only answer.
He brushed his fingertip across them. “I ache,
darling.”
She turned her head and sucked one of his
fingers into her mouth. The tug connected with his balls. He wrenched his
finger free and cupped her face between his hands. “I’m going to take you
downstairs and fuck you, Iona. Hard and fast.” Her eyes widened. He loved the
shock displayed in them. He brushed his lips over hers. “Then tonight, you’re
coming home with me, and I’m going to love you real slow, until you beg me to
fill you up.”
She shook her head. “No sleepovers. No
commitments. I told you that. Besides, your mom is picking me up early. We’re
going shopping.”
Her words danced through his head.
Disappointment hit first, then excitement flared. “You didn’t say no to now.”
She swallowed hard. “I don’t know. I want you,
but…”
“But what?”
She glanced in the direction of the living room.
“What if somebody walks in on us? Your family will assume we’re in a
relationship.”
“Nobody will catch us.” With a single finger, he
turned her face toward him. “Do you trust me?”
Her cautious nod answered him.
“Good.” That was all he needed to know. He
lifted her, a hand on her bottom.
“Wyn— ”
He nipped her lip. “Quiet. We only have a few
minutes.” He pulled the basement door shut behind them and turned the lock.
“And I’m not wasting them talking.”
“You’re serious.” Her whisper matched her
widened eyes.
He hurried down the stairs and dropped her
bottom on the back of the sofa. “Yeah. I don’t think I’ll survive a whole day
without you.”
She clutched at his shirt. “Oh.”
One word. Damn he loved how she reacted to him.
He popped the button on her shorts and tugged the zipper. She lifted her
bottom. No hesitation. No denial. He held her acceptance close.
“Next time, I’ll worship you. Head to toe. Eat
you out. Lick your breasts. Give you everything.” Hand fisted around her
waistband, he glanced at her. “You want that?”
She nodded. “Yes. I want.”
“Good, but tonight I need you. Just like this.”
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Author Bio
A true romantic at heart, Nancy Corrigan is
convinced there’s a knight in shining armor for every woman (or man), but you
won’t find damsels in distress in her stories. She adores pairing alpha heroes
with women strong enough to match them and bring them to their knees. She also
enjoys flipping the traditional roles in romances because her motto is—love and
people should never be forced to conform to anyone’s norm.
She holds a degree in chemistry and has worked
in research but now focuses on ensuring quality. She considers it the perfect
outlet for her as she’s the first to admit she has some OCD tendencies. It
carries over into her writing life too. While engrossed in a novel, she has a habit
of forgetting to eat and sleep. Fortunately, she’s married to her own knight in
shining armor who understands her oddities and loves her anyway. They reside in
Pennsylvania with their three children, dog, snake and guinea pigs. Her other
interests include tattoos, animals, classic cars and all things spooky and
sexy.
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