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Three of today’s top writers of romantic suspense want you to meet a few good men who are so HOT, it’s criminal…

Lora Leigh

“Sheila’s Passion”

As a former Marine, Nick Casey still wakes up in a sweat over the things he's seen in the field. However, when it comes to his best friend—and the only woman he has ever wanted—Sheila Monterey, he may have met his biggest challenge yet. Sheila has sworn off love after having her heart broken one time too many and Turk can't convince her to give it another try. But when he tempts her into becoming temporary friends with benefits, Nick fully intends to make her his forever…

Cheyenne McCray

“Deadly Dance”

Detective Adam Boyd is still putting his life back together after a break-up when he gets word that the man who killed his old partner has been released from prison. Keri Holliday’s career as a professional ballerina was ended abruptly six years ago after she was brutally attacked. Now her attacker, the same man who killed Adam’s partner, is back on the streets, and looking for revenge against the woman whose testimony assured he was locked away. Adam will do whatever it takes to keep her safe…and never let her go.

Red Garnier

“Caught”

After his parents were murdered, young Cody was put in foster care…and Megan has thought about him ever since. Now that Cody is back he has three things to tell Megan: He’s a police officer, he’s found his parents’ killer, and he wants to be her man—until death do they part.

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Men in uniform are the focus of this uneven anthology. In Leigh’s mediocre “Sheila’s Passion,” ex-Marine Nick Casey sends Sheila Rutledge’s heat meter to 11 in relentless, interchangeable sex scenes, but she stubbornly resists taking their relationship to the commitment level. In stark contrast, McCray’s “Deadly Dance” is a tender pas de deux between ballerina Keri Holliday and NYPD detective Adam Boyd. Their romance is threatened by Keri’s ex, a ruthless murderer hell-bent on revenge. Best of the three is Garnier’s “Caught”: Megan Banks has been saving herself for her first love, Arizona homicide detective Cody Nordstrom, but he’s determined to rein in his passion and only offer her friendship as long as his twin brother, a convicted killer who recently escaped from prison, remains at large. All three stories suffer from the constraints of length. (Jan.)

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ISBN-13: 9780312389130
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Publication date: 1/3/2012
Format: Mass Market Paperback
Edition description: First Edition
Edition number: 1
Pages: 342
Sales rank: 308,277
Product dimensions: 4.30 (w) x 6.70 (h) x 0.70 (d)

Meet the Author

Lora Leigh is the author of Live Wire, Forbidden Pleasure, and Enigma, among many others. Writing is her passion, her peace, and her lifeline, and she can often be found daydreaming and plotting and planning with the varied characters that fill her imagination. When she isn’t writing, she tends her flower gardens, watches horses romp outside her home, or spends time with the family and pets she fills her life with. She lives in the rolling hills of Kentucky. New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cheyenne McCray writes the Night Tracker novels and the Armed and Dangerous series, among others. She grew up on a ranch in southeastern Arizona. She has been writing ever since she can remember, back to her kindergarten days when she penned her first poem. She always knew one day she would write novels—she wanted to create worlds that readers would get lost in, just as she had always gotten lost in her favorite books. “Growing up I read, read, and read,” she says, “and grew up to write, write, write.” She has three sons and two dogs. A true Arizona native, she loves the desert and all of the sunshine and beautiful sunsets that go along with it. Red Garnier is the author of erotic romances including The Satin Sash and Color My Heart. She lives in Texas with her family and two very big dogs.

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Legally Hot

By Lora Leigh

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Copyright © 2012 Lora Leigh
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ISBN: 9780312389130

ONE

Sheila was stretched on a rack of such torturous pleasure she was certain she couldn’t survive it. There was no way she would come out on the other end intact.
She always thought that at some point during the hours she spent in Nick Casey’s bed, however, that something other than her orgasm would be found.
Each time, she swore she wouldn’t allow herself to be seduced, and each time he touched her, each time that sensual dominance swirled in his dark chocolate eyes, she found herself seduced. Seduced. Ready. Willing. He mesmerized her with his kiss and made her more than willing to beg for more. To plead.
Breathless. Devoured. Fucked until she was screaming mindlessly in a pleasure so intense she was certain she would die from it. That was how she felt. And the pleasure became the center of her universe.
“Oh God, Casey.” She arched to him, her tone so rough and hoarse she didn’t recognize it as her own.
But oh God, his touch was so good. Everything he did to her, every kiss, every stroke, every caress was ecstasy.
Sheila spread her thighs wider, her heels digging into the mattress as she lifted for him, feeling his tongue sink into the tender flesh between the folds of her pussy.
Broad, strong hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he licked at the sensitive flesh, then pushed inside the saturated entrance with a slow, destructive thrust.
A long, low cry tore from her lips. Casey tasted her, his tongue moving inside her, possessing and enjoying her with exquisite pleasure. Rapture suffused her senses, washing over her and racing across her nerve endings with a wave of electric intensity.
There was nothing quite like Casey’s touch or the addictive sensations that tore through her.
His hard, calloused hands roved over her body and stroked every response she would have kept hidden. Awakening nerve endings and hungers better off ignored. From the depths of a sensuality she hadn’t known she possessed, he revealed desires she hadn’t known existed inside her.
He had only to make her think he was going to touch her and her clit swelled. Her breasts became swollen, her nipples tight and hard. The very thought of the pleasure to come had her ready to explode.
His tongue slid from her pussy, flickering over the entrance, licking gently and driving her crazy with its fiery touch. Inner muscles clenched as she fought to get closer while her clit ached in a desperate need to come.
He was wicked with his touch. Diabolical.
Teasing, deliberately seductive, the tip of his tongue eased up the narrow slit as his thick, heavy lashes lifted to stare back at her.
Deliberately, with teasing, provocative licks, suckling kisses, and flickering strokes of his tongue, he began to make her insane with the lust beginning to pound through her. Heat flushed, sweat dampening her flesh and making her whole body slick.
She couldn’t help but stare back at him, locked by the dark arousal in his eyes, suspended within the swirling, nearing ecstasy he was creating.
It was exquisite.
It was so incredibly ecstatic she could barely breathe.
Fingers of powerful sensual heat raced around the swollen bud of her clit as he bestowed one of the hot suckling kisses to the sensitive nerve center.
A moan whispered from her lips as sensation clenched her pussy with rapid-fire pulses of agonizing pleasure sizzling through her senses. Her hips jerked with involuntary movements, the need racing through her, demanding she get closer.
“Casey.” She moaned his name as she felt the edge of orgasm nearing. “Oh God, Casey. It’s so good. So good and so hot.”
She felt as though she were burning inside and out. The flames whipped over her body, searing through her flesh straight to her womb.
Her thighs tightened at his shoulders as she slid her hands from the mattress where she clutched the sheets to the heavy silk of his hair. Threading her fingers through the strands, Sheila gripped at it in desperation.
She loved his hair.
It was like silk, heated and soft to the touch.
She loved his tongue.
It rolled over her clit, licked along the slit of her pussy, fucked inside the tight clenching muscles and had her begging for release.
She loved his touch.
She loved, loved the way he made her feel. The sensuality, the intense attention he paid to ensuring her pleasure.
“Casey!” she cried out as the pleasure built, sensation washing through her as it began to tingle over her entire body.
Her nipples swelled tighter, becoming so sensitive that she slid one hand from his hair to use her fingers to ease the need for touch against them. Gripping, tugging at the thick strands, Sheila fought to ease the need for sensation that throbbed in them.
It wasn’t enough.
It was never enough.
She couldn’t get enough of each caress. She couldn’t get enough sensation or ease the needs tearing through her.
The need for him, for every touch, for a deeper pleasure, for that something that drove her insane every time Casey touched her. Every time she even thought of him taking her. Moaning, she moved her fingers to the opposite nipple, desperate for the sensation that would push her over the edge of release.
His hands followed hers. Rather than only one breast, one nipple tightening in agony for that “sensual” touch. That sensation that only came for the briefest moment, for such a shatteringly short amount of time, yet for that moment, for that flash of eternity, she was complete.
She was pure energy, pure power, and Casey was there with her, not just inside her. Not just bringing her pleasure, but bringing her such a sense of completion that she felt lost within it.
She reached for it again, desperately seeking it, willing to run headlong into complete chaos for it. Nothing else mattered.
She was becoming an addict and she freely admitted it.
Casey’s addict. And she feared she could end up living only for these few precious moments.
“Please!” A broken cry left her throat, flowing around her as she lifted her hips, writhed beneath his kiss, his licks, against every luscious stroke of burgeoning ecstasy bestowed upon her.
His fingers played with her nipples, gripping and tugging, sensitizing them further when she hadn’t believed they could become more sensitive. Sending pleasure streaking through them, tearing along neural pathways she had never felt before.
Casey’s touch.
Each wicked little white-hot sensation detonated in her womb, clenching it, almost, just almost sending her hurtling into rapture. Just almost shooting her into the brilliant center of whatever sensation it was that had her aching every moment for one more chance to experience it again. His hands palmed her breasts, thumbs and forefingers gripped her nipples, tugged, sent fiery arcs of electrifying sensation traveling through her body and building the addiction for more.
She was grinding her pussy tighter against his lips as they surrounded her clit and sucked it inside his mouth, began to lash at it with the heat of his tongue.
“Casey—oh God, it’s good. So good.” Long, drawn-out, the fractured moan that left her lips and filled the air around them as she felt herself tightening, felt the pleasure whipping through her, building, threatening, pushing her to the very edge of pure, complete satisfaction.
Her hands tightened in his hair as his fingers tugged at her nipples, sending her rushing toward release.
Then he drew back.
He pulled her back from that edge. From the impending ecstasy.
“No!” Her eyes flared open, desperation and bemusement filling her cry as he came to his knees.
“You’ll come around my dick first,” he growled, moving over her, his hand gripping the hard shaft of his cock as he slid it against the wet folds between her thighs.
Her clit throbbed.
Sheila could feel her sex clenching, tightening, the muscles flexing instinctively as the broad, flared crest of his erection pressed against the entrance.
Fiery, throbbing, the heavy width began to stretch her flesh, forcing its way inside the slick, nerve-laden tissue as it stimulated and excited every cell that clasped it.
Sheila’s back arched as she lifted her knees to clasp his hips, moving beneath him, lifting to him as the short, surging strokes thrust him further inside her, penetrating her deeper and creating flames that seared her nerve endings and intoxicated her senses. It was like being immersed in a sensual storm. In a wave of such intense pleasure she was helpless against it.
She felt drunk on his touch. The inebriation was like being enfolded in a world so rich with color and sensation that she never wanted to leave it.
Each inward impalement burned and excited to the point that she was certain more pleasure would destroy her. Each time he pulled back she was certain she would die from the desertion. That she couldn’t bear being separated from him for even a second longer.
“Ah, babe,” he groaned as he sank deeper. The sound of the pleasure in his voice had her pussy clenching, creaming, nearly coming from the sheer excitement and explicit sexuality that filled that moment. His face tightened, a dark sensual appearance overtaking it as his cock surged inside her. A harsh moan passed his lips, pleasure filling the air as the thick, heavy flesh penetrated to the hilt.
Her nails dug into his shoulders. She couldn’t restrain the need to hold on to him. As he filled her, all she could do was tighten around him and lock him to her as closely as possible.
Her head tilted to the side as his head lowered, his lips finding her neck, caressing and nipping at the tender flesh. Sheila swore she lost her breath. She lost control.
Her pussy milked at his dick, the feel of that burn, that sensation that bordered pain and mixed with pleasure tearing through her as she cried out his name. It threw her higher, tossing her into a maelstrom of nearing ecstasy and mindless pleasure.
His lips sucked and nipped at her neck.
His tongue licked.
She could feel sizzling arcs and fiery trails of rapture tearing at her senses.
She wanted.
She ached.
Then, he began moving faster, harder.
If the pleasure was too much to bear before, it became an agony of sensation then.
Drawing back, he paused, a grimace tightening his lips before he pushed forward, his hips leaning into her with a heavy thrust that buried him full length inside the too-sensitized flesh. Sheila gasped, crying his name as he began to ride her harder, each thrust stealing her breath.
Each time, every time, it was more intense than the last.
There was no way to hide her response or maintain her control.
She lost it the moment he touched her. She couldn’t seem to find a way to regain her balance, or to regain that part of her she could feel herself losing.
And that was the terrifying part. Though not terrifying enough to make her draw back from him. Not terrifying enough to risk never having him again.
But right there, in the center of her soul, she could feel herself opening for him, crying out his name and fighting to hold him closer, deeper. She needed to hold him as close as possible or she feared there would be nothing left to hold him to her.
Her legs wrapped around his hips as he fucked her with a force that left her dizzy. Each powerful thrust was a rocking, full-length, driving motion that sent a storm of sensations whipping through her.
Her knees lifted higher, clasping his waist, opening the sensitive depths of her pussy to him and she was crying out hoarsely as new nerve endings were raked with the heated rasp of his cock.
Like iron covered with wet, rough silk, his erection caressed, stroked. Lit a flame of such intense pleasure inside her that it was all she could do to survive the exquisite agony of pleasure.
Pleasure and pain.
The muscles of her pussy rippled around the invading flesh. The natural, instinctive response to the pleasure he was giving her created another layer of sensation impossible to resist.
She couldn’t bear it. She didn’t believe she would survive the onslaught of sensation this time.
She swore each time she couldn’t bear more. That before she found release she would simply explode from the need and cease to be.
Then, just as it always did, the world exploded around her instead.
The blinding response to the rapid-fire strokes, the burning stretch and possession of his cock never failed to take her by surprise. It never failed to open her soul to him a little bit more in the process.
Unseeing, dazed, her eyes flared wide before her lashes began drifting back over her eyes in rapture. Pulsing, incredible surges of pure white-hot energy imploded through her womb. Her pussy spasmed with the pure, rapturous pleasure. The sensations wrapped around her clit and the pleasure stole reason for long, precious seconds. It overtook her, it destroyed her, and yet it filled her with life.
It seemed never ending.
As though the release only built as it exploded again and again, drowning her in more and more ecstasy.
Then, as the pulsing waves of pleasure threatened to steal her consciousness, they began to ease. Each ripple smaller than the last until they became tremors, shuddering shivers of sensation as his own release pumped inside her and extended the heightened rapture.
Once she could function again, once time and space resumed their normal evolutions around her, Sheila found herself sprawled beneath him as he collapsed beside her, one arm pulling her to his chest as they both fought for breath. For sanity.
It was always the same.
It never mattered the position they were in. It never mattered how often she fought it or how long she went without him. Her response to his touch, to the pleasure, and to the culmination of her fiery response to him was always the same.
It was overwhelming.
It overtook her to the point that there was no way to fight it, no way to resist it. There was only the aftermath later, and the knowledge that, just as in the months past, nothing would be said of it tomorrow.
There was no relationship binding them, no promises, and no commitments. There were no discussions of the future and no mention of tomorrow.
She never knew from one night to the next where she stood with Casey or even if she stood with him.
And she was beginning to hate that feeling. She didn’t believe in friends with benefits or in fuck buddies. She needed more. She needed more from Casey.
As she stared up at the ceiling, she realized their non-relationship didn’t seem to be changing. She was tired of waiting on him to indicate he wanted something more, she acknowledged. She needed more. Perhaps it would be better for both of them if she found the strength to cut it off, once and for all. Otherwise her resentment could end up hurting them both.
It would definitely be better for her, because Sheila knew she was on the verge of a broken heart.

“Sheila’s Passion” copyright © 2012 by Lora Leigh
“Deadly Dance” copyright © 2012 by Cheyenne McCray
“Caught” copyright © 2012 by Red Garnier

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