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The biggest fight of his life isn’t . . . In the Ring.
 
The bright lights. The roaring crowd. The chance at a championship belt. The not-so-little secret Liam Shaughnessy—the Bonny Bruiser—is fighting to keep tucked far away.
 
Liam got the pussy pounded out of him on the mean streets of Cin-city—the other Sin City. The oldest in a Catholic clan where his da never pulled any punches, he went from geek boy to the golden boy of the boxing world care of his fists. Liam’s on the fast track to having it all . . . all except the one man he wants.
 
Michael Fairweather makes pretending to be hetero goddamn difficult for Liam. The man is blond and beautiful and just so happens to be Liam’s trainer. With a penchant for doing shirtless yoga, giving midnight massages to loosen Liam’s muscles, and sometimes even taking it out in the ring with him. To say Liam has porn-style fantasies about Michael is an understatement.
 
Michael’s out and proud. Liam’s only proud of what he can do in the ring. He can’t risk his career, least of all for someone unavailable. Michael has a lover. Liam has the lies he lives every day. And when his money-grubbing manager gets involved as the title win approaches, Liam doesn’t know what hit him.
 
Fight to win. Fight with honor. It won’t be easy, but that’s okay. Nothing worth fighting for ever is. 

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The biggest fight of his life isn’t . . . In the Ring.
 
The bright lights. The roaring crowd. The chance at a championship belt. The not-so-little secret Liam Shaughnessy—the Bonny Bruiser—is fighting to keep tucked far away.
 
Liam got the pussy pounded out of him on the mean streets of Cin-city—the other Sin City. The oldest in a Catholic clan where his da never pulled any punches, he went from geek boy to the golden boy of the boxing world care of his fists. Liam’s on the fast track to having it all . . . all except the one man he wants.
 
Michael Fairweather makes pretending to be hetero goddamn difficult for Liam. The man is blond and beautiful and just so happens to be Liam’s trainer. With a penchant for doing shirtless yoga, giving midnight massages to loosen Liam’s muscles, and sometimes even taking it out in the ring with him. To say Liam has porn-style fantasies about Michael is an understatement.
 
Michael’s out and proud. Liam’s only proud of what he can do in the ring. He can’t risk his career, least of all for someone unavailable. Michael has a lover. Liam has the lies he lives every day. And when his money-grubbing manager gets involved as the title win approaches, Liam doesn’t know what hit him.
 
Fight to win. Fight with honor. It won’t be easy, but that’s okay. Nothing worth fighting for ever is. 

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Steamy early reviews!


“Rie somehow manages to throw together a great story that includes bad boys, strong women, family, friends and enough suspense thrown in to keep me gripping my kindle long past my bedtime. And did I mention the sexy side? Well, let's just say that she most definitely writes erotic romance, the best kind, the stuff that will have you blushing and looking over your shoulder if you're reading in public.” ~5 Stars, iScream Books


“This story is full of hot sex scenes, heartbreak, suspense, passion, and love. [. . . ] I love this author’s style of writing, and her ability to captivate, and reel in the reader from the very beginning. Fantastic job Rie, I cannot wait to read more of this series.” ~5 Stars, Goodreads review


“Wow, I’m an emotional mess after reading this!!! When starting this book, you need to make sure you have plenty of tissue handy!!! My heart was being tugged in so many different directions while reading this book. But it was so well put together and so perfect!! I’d say this is my favorite book in the series… I can’t wait to read more!” ~5 Badass Stars, Bitches N’ Books
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“Rie has done it again. I have loved everything she has written but this is by far her best writing yet! This book will grab you from the start! You won't want to stop reading. I felt so many emotions with this story. I cried because my heart broke, I laughed because you have to laugh at some of the guys' antics, I fell in love with Max and Shy's relationship! This book was fantastic. It's full of suspense and heartache as well as full blown passion and love. The sex is so hot you will sweat!” ~5 Stars, FunUndertheCovers 

★☆★ Exclusive sexcerpt! RUSH, Carolina Bad Boys #5★☆★
A wicked smirk tugged at my mouth. “Learned something new about you, Shy.” My smirk grew into a full-on sex sneer. “You like dirty talk, baby. You like my filthy mouth? Want it all over you?”
Her nails drove into my shoulders and her hips undulated in ever-tightening circles. 
Oh yeah. Shy was gonna be fun. 
With a deeper grin, I slung off my T-shirt and muscled against her. “Like I said, we haven’t even started yet.”
She pushed me back, making moves of her own. 
Let’s just say I was not immune. 
Her hands explored, lightly dragging down my chest. Her gaze roved, up and down and with such a hot look my balls felt full and heavy. My cock never harder. She kept touching my tats, the bikes and skulls and the words Ride or Die and Once upon a wish that rained down my arms from my shoulders.
Moving around me, she drifted one hand from my pelvic cut along my hip to my lower back as she kissed between my shoulder blades, the center point of the MC backpiece. 
Chills erupted down the middle of my spine. 
Her teeth bit into the skin at the crux of my shoulder. 
My dick jerked, the awkward angle inside my jeans sheer fucking torture. 
Shy pulled the leather band from my hair and buried her face in the waves, her tits squashed against my back, and her hands bracketed around my waist. 
When I dropped my head, groaning, she slid around to my front, her eyes traversing the rugged terrain of muscles I’d built up through months of weight training. 
The work was worth it. 
A centerline of dark hair bisected my deeply cut abs, and she trailed a lone finger down that arrow. “You are handsome.”
When her hand landed on my aching cock, my groin rocked forward. Her palm moved up and down, and intense, insane pleasure shot through me to the core. 
I ripped her hand free, grunting obscenities. 
“Did I do something wrong?” She blinked at me like an innocent, but her moves weren’t those of a naïve woman. 
She was playing with me. 
I fucking liked it.“Wasn’t kidding about being ready to explode, but if you want to suck me off before I fuck you into oblivion I won’t complain. After I see every single naked inch of you.”
Our lips met, the taut wet heat teased from tongue to tongue, traded from mouth to mouth. A bite. A nibble. An open-mouthed lick. A murmur. A different angle. A deeper exploration that curled us so close together we’d be fused if not for the damn clothes in the way. 
My mouth still clinging to every soft circle and foray of her tongue, I lifted her again and placed her on the bed. My chest felt crushed by the sheer undiluted want for this woman. Dragging free while I could still think—sort of—I rested my palms on the bed on either side of her. 
Shy immediately attacked the buttons of my jeans. 
I snaked her hands down. “Stay.”
“Still not a dog, Handsome.”
I growled at her, snapping my teeth. “We’re gonna go slow. Then I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll ask me to drill you into the mattress again, as soon as you get your voice back from screaming my name.”
Her legs scissored together, and she twisted her torso. Horny. Greedy. Seeking. “When does the fucking part start?”
“Soon as I get you naked.”

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“I only do subtle when I work. Not when I’m screwing. I’m probably no good at romance either, but I take care of my people, and I can definitely take care of you in all the right ways, sweetheart.” ~Hunter

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Hot girls, hot cars, and time behind bars . . . I’m the most unsuitable dude for pretty girl-next-door Shiloh Lockhart.
 
MAX HANDSOME RUSH
I’m the black sheep of the Rush family, cut off from the bourbon distillery dynasty. Shrug. They didn’t approve of the high-octane rap sheet of arrests marring my pretty boy, prep school upbringing. Hot girls, hot cars, and time behind bars for illegal street racing—what can I say? Speed is in my blood.
 
Now I’ve cleaned up. I’m being good. I’ve got my own plans, and they for damn sure don’t include Shiloh Lockhart. Shy. The goddamn classic girl next door. She shows up out of the clear blue, turning all the MC dudes into drooling manwhores. But not me. I’ve got too much to lose to risk falling for a perfect girl like her.
 
When Shy’s overprotective folks tell her I’m bad news, they’re right. But come to find out she’s already endured more than her fair share of shit-gone-bad in her life, and she’s convinced I won’t make it any worse. Shy couldn’t be more wrong.
 
SHILOH LOCKHART
I haven’t seen Max since he got kicked out of the Rush family home years ago. Now I’m determined to get back in touch with the boy I used to crush on growing up. They call him Handsome at the motorcycle club he belongs to, and I can see why. The long dark brown hair. The smoldering whiskey-colored eyes. The sculpted face and big muscled body.
 
Too bad he’s intent on treating me like a kid sister. Hmm. We’ll see how long that lasts, because to squash this schoolgirl crush I need to be with Max just once . . . turns out one taste of Rush isn’t enough.
 
My situation is life threatening, but what he’s hiding is even more dangerous. Too late. Rush is already in my blood. 

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Hot girls, hot cars, and time behind bars . . . I’m the most unsuitable dude for pretty girl-next-door Shiloh Lockhart.
 
MAX HANDSOME RUSH
I’m the black sheep of the Rush family, cut off from the bourbon distillery dynasty. Shrug. They didn’t approve of the high-octane rap sheet of arrests marring my pretty boy, prep school upbringing. Hot girls, hot cars, and time behind bars for illegal street racing—what can I say? Speed is in my blood.
 
Now I’ve cleaned up. I’m being good. I’ve got my own plans, and they for damn sure don’t include Shiloh Lockhart. Shy. The goddamn classic girl next door. She shows up out of the clear blue, turning all the MC dudes into drooling manwhores. But not me. I’ve got too much to lose to risk falling for a perfect girl like her.
 
When Shy’s overprotective folks tell her I’m bad news, they’re right. But come to find out she’s already endured more than her fair share of shit-gone-bad in her life, and she’s convinced I won’t make it any worse. Shy couldn’t be more wrong.
 
SHILOH LOCKHART
I haven’t seen Max since he got kicked out of the Rush family home years ago. Now I’m determined to get back in touch with the boy I used to crush on growing up. They call him Handsome at the motorcycle club he belongs to, and I can see why. The long dark brown hair. The smoldering whiskey-colored eyes. The sculpted face and big muscled body.
 
Too bad he’s intent on treating me like a kid sister. Hmm. We’ll see how long that lasts, because to squash this schoolgirl crush I need to be with Max just once . . . turns out one taste of Rush isn’t enough.
 
My situation is life threatening, but what he’s hiding is even more dangerous. Too late. Rush is already in my blood. 

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“I was nervous for this book as it’s the last in this awesome series and the fact I’ve loved Bane for a long time. But Rie didn’t disappoint me at all and I soon realised I had nothing to be nervous about. I don’t know where to start with this so forgive me...... these characters are EVERYTHING especially Bane. Bane oh Bane!!!!! He is sooo HOT!!!!” ~Kinky Kittens Book Blog
 
“As I've come to expect, Warren delivers a tale of love and duty, populated by badass soldiers and the women strong enough to love them. I have loved this series and looked forward to each installment. So sorry to see it finish, but I loved the way Warren brought closure for the team. Bravo, Rie. Can't wait to read more from you.” ~Author Gemma Brocato
 
“What a book hangover!! Bane, swoon! Male alpha that can literally do no wrong in my book. Throw in Kiki Damage more like Kinky Kiki and you have an explosion.” ~Amazon review

Sexy excerpt/SEXCERPT time! NSFW . . . oooh yeah. 

WE PICKED UP SOME street food on the way to our safe house, but my appetite had disappeared. I barely touched any of the spicy burrito, downing another bottle of water followed by several neat shots of tequila while Kiki and I juggled plates on our knees.
“You got your head back on straight after the coke?” Kiki finished eating her tamales, and relaxed back on the couch to nurse her drink.
I grunted in reply.
“You must be. Back to your old ways, I see.” She drizzled more alcohol into her throat.
I watched her swallow, wishing the liquid coating her tongue was my come.
Things to like about Kiki Damage:
Her slamming body.
Her takes no shit ’tude.
Her smarts.
Those crystal clear eyes.
Check to all those things.
Things not to like?
I still didn’t know for certain she hadn’t sold out Walker’s op.
And I had to kill her.
She swirled the glass between her tattooed hands. “You were funny though. And I’m pretty sure it wasn’t just the blow.”
“You want funny?” I stood slowly and tried not to limp as I made my way toward her.
Her slim eyebrows arching, she looked up at me. Her wet lips parted, her tongue stroking the glossy surface. Her gaze skimmed down from my hard face to my broad chest, to my black jeans. To my groin, where the solid roll of flesh distorted the fabric.
“That doesn’t look funny.” Her voice dropped to a sexy, husky tone. “Looks like some serious business.”
“Why don’t you take care of it?”
“How’s the leg?”
“I think if you wanted to give me head I’d feel a whole lot better.” Reaching for her face, I traced the slant of her cheekbone with one finger.
“Is that what you were thinking about the whole time you were watching me eat?” She grasped my wrist, drawing my finger to her mouth. “My lips on your cock?”
“Yeah.” Small lie.
She sucked and bit the pad of my finger before enveloping it to the knuckles in the warm wetness of her mouth. The sensation fisted a tight knot right up under my balls, bringing me to full hardness.
She slid the digit from her mouth with a wet, luxurious slurp. Placing a palm flat on my belly, she pushed me back. Kiki rose to her feet.
“Come with me, baby.” She took my hand in hers, leading me up the stairs.
I stumbled for a second, cursing the fucking leg wound.
Kiki pushed her shoulder under mine. “You can lean on me, you know? I won’t crumble.”
“Thought I got enough of the naughty nurse treatment last night.” I gruffly accepted her help.
“And I wasn’t even wearing the slutty uniform,” she quipped.
Damn woman. She pulled another smile from me. “Now, that I’d like to see.”
She pouted, trailing a finger down the center of my chest. “Didn’t bring one to Mexico.”
We made it to the bedroom we’d staked out the night before, and Kiki turned on the light beside the bed. With her bent over, her ass looked nice and ripe in her tight jeans, but I needed her naked.
“Strip,” I ordered, my voice coming from deep in my chest.
She flipped her hair over her shoulder, glancing at me. “Sexy striptease?”
“Don’t care. Just show me you.” Arousal dug deep into my groin, an almost stabbing pain heightened by the desire to have her beneath me, parted by my cock in her cunt.
Kiki started slow, swaying her shoulders, swinging her hips, and I watched, my eyes drawn to the sight. The shirt rolled up above her breasts, and she slung it aside. It only took a quick twist behind her back and her bra slipped from her shoulders, hanging for just a tantalizing second from her puffed-up nipples.
When the scrap of blue lace fell to the floor, I rubbed a hand across my watering mouth. A beautiful handful, her breasts stood proud and firm on her chest, the areolas a nice sucking size—pink and peaked.
Crooking a finger at her, I beckoned her toward me.
She slinked forward—swinging her hips, adding a little dip and roll to her step.
The woman was nonstop sex in combat boots.
Jesus.
“These tits.” I grasped both mounds in a firm grip.
I practically mauled her, running a strong arm around her back to make sure her knees didn’t give out when she immediately started moaning.
Using my mouth, my hands, I bent her farther back. Tweaking. Twisting. Twirling the tight pink buds, shaping her breasts, licking and pulling them into my mouth.
I kissed from one tit to the other, abrading them with my stubbled chin. Keeping them hot and taut while her body arched further over my arm.
“I thought you wanted me to undress?” She asked, breathy, nearly voiceless.
“Got distracted.” I ran my hand from her neck to the center of her chest down her belly.
Then I shoved my fingers into the front of her pants. Slipping beneath panties, I found her smooth slit and slid two fingers into her wet sheath.
Her fingers bit into my forearm. “Oh, fuck . . .”
Kiki’s hair fell over the arm I latched around her back. She swiveled in my grasp, rising to meet the mouth hungrily pulsing on her tits, dipping to drive my fingers even deeper inside where she quivered and clutched.
She came in a silent scream of an orgasm, her eyes slammed shut, her mouth ovaled open. She weaved on my hand, the sucking wet warmth taking my digits ever deeper.
Inhaling with a trembling breath, she drew up and clasped my shoulders. She buried her face against my neck—licking, sucking, kissing.
“My legs are about to give out.” She laughed, a sultry quiver to the sound.
“Good. That’s exactly where I want you. Down on your knees.”

Authors with Southern Charm Happened!
​WARNING: You're gonna see a lot of my face in this newsletter. You might wanna back off now, js. 

So Many Things! I met tons of folks here in Charleston, SC, my head is still spinning--in a good way (not like freaky chick in The Exorcist). What a freakin' fabulous time!

​There were pictures galore . . . 

I met women who'd read my books (so super cool!), and re-read them before meeting me (I bow down). I got hugs and had the chance to hang out with some seriously amazing Street Team women I've been dying to squeeze. 

I had an entire weekend with my PA, Joelle Mendes (oh my lord, I'm so used to being on Facebook I almost put an @ in front of her name. Yup.). Joelle is beyond freaking BOSS. She is truly one of the best.

Met new friends, amazing authors all over the place . . . and then there was that one drunk lady. Ummm. We won't go there, but it wasn't me. BTW, writer Ahren Sanders has to be the most kind hearted, fun loving, completely genuine person I've ever met. We didn't get a picture together. *sad face*

Shout outs to: Robin, Tara, Carol, Mist, Lachelle, Esther, Christine, SALEM BUG ARCHER (and her lovely mom who came to the signing. How sweet!). 

It's BANE time, y'all!What, what? I know, about damn time, right? Here's what happened . . . I went on an actual real life vacation and relaxed *gasp*. 

And now we're back and right on track. Ready to show our man Bane some loving? (Fair warning: you might have to go through Kiki to get to him, and she is not a chick to be messed with). 

ALL THE INTEL:
Bane, Bad Boys of X-Ops IV <--Elite Operatives romance
Coming July 27th!

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BLURB
High stakes.
Low margins.
And everyone wants the woman I’m teamed up with dead.

BANE
Swagger, strut, snarl. Three things I can do with both eyes closed. Oh, and shoot the shit out of tangos. I always do my job, whether it’s patching up a fellow operative or taking down a serious threat. Apparently this time my job is to babysit Baby Spy.

We’ve followed the Los Reyes de Guerra cartel to the drug-trafficking capital, Mexico City. Our orders? Get in with the guerrillas and ultimately take them down. There’s only one problem—I have another set of mission directives linked to Kiki AKA Baby Spy.

Should be easy enough. Except it seems I’ve developed an unhealthy attraction to Kiki, along with an inconvenient conscience. She’s a wild woman with an unforgiving attitude that definitely makes me bone hard for her.

Nothing is as it appears, least of all Kiki Damage.

KIKI
Yeah. They call me Baby Spy. I’m fully aware the entire T-Zone team blames me for narking out a previous mission gone wrong. So, I can’t understand why the powers that be assigned me to this op. Or maybe I can, which just makes my situation even more dire.

I know Bane wants me, but I’m beginning to think he has an ulterior motive for keeping me close. And it’s not just the panty-melting hot sex with the big, gruff, silent killer. There’s something incredibly vulnerable in the way Bane watches me, like he’s looking for one last saving grace.

None of that matters now. When the situation heats up, I find out Bane’s real mission. I may have fallen in love with him, but it’s already too late. This entire web of lies goes a lot higher than any of us ever imagined, and my neck is only the first one on the line.

Bane includes a special series epilogue from the badass women: Jade, Tilly, Blaize, and Kiki.

What happens when you mix the boss lady with an alpha badass, and an outlaw MC with X-Ops?​
STORM

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STORM
I’m headed back to the Blood Legion MC in New Orleans, my old stomping grounds. Guns. Thugs. Broads. Cocaine nightmares. A Mexican cartel, cracker coke runners, and now there’s a new international threat in town.
 
Blaize Carmichael is my only partner in this op. Blaize. As a biker babe. I’ve had a bone for her from day one when she walked into headquarters—haughty, superior, and always in charge.
 
There’s a goddamn good chance we’ll get made, played, and put in the grave as government-issue traitors. But I can’t help it—I love to get rough, raw, dirty, and dominant with her.
 
No more yes ma’am, no ma’am. Blaize is about to find out I don’t always takes orders as issued.
 
BLAIZE
I can’t stand the way Storm calls me woman or cher or sexy. As soon as we’re back in DC, I’m going to wipe that infuriating wicked smirk right off his dangerously handsome face.
 
I’m always prepared for every scenario. I’ve built my career on complete professionalism in and out of the field. But when Storm comes at me with wild animal lust—when he opens up to me--when he opens me up, I can’t say no.
 
I don’t want to.
 
We’re in danger every single day we stay in NOLA. There is no way we can make it out alive. Not together. Not this time.
 
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NSFW Excerpt!
​“T-Zone took you in when the CIA wrote you off,” Blaize scathed.
“And y’all think you were the ones doing me the favor? Baby, you’d need an extra hand to count the number of successful missions I’ve carried out for T-Z, and you goddamn know it.” I pushed her back with my huge muscled body pressing against her.
I watched her swallow, but some seriously angry heat came off her.
It only made her sexier to me.
“You got no excuses for that off-op shit you pulled tonight, and you know it. And you do not want to play this game with me tonight.” I began undressing.
Shirt tossed. Boots thrown. Belt whipped out. Pants tugged down.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I stood in front of her—a foreboding, tall, dark shadow of fully fit and ready-to-fuck man. “Lose the clothes, Blaize, before I slice and dice them with my knife.”
She sucked in a breath.
“You and I both know it’s been building to this.” With my hand curled beneath her chin, I lifted her mouth until it brushed against mine. “If you don’t want to get fucked and fucked hard by me right now you better leave this room and run tail back to DC.”
“I don’t back down from a challenge.”
I laughed. “This ain’t a challenge. It’s sex. You and me. Clothes. Off. Now.”
She undressed while I stood right up against her. Her breath hit me, her soft panting gusts of air. My eyes dipped lower when she skimmed the shirt from her shoulders. Her bra—lacy and creamy white—almost overflowed with her tits. I didn’t help her unclasp it but watched with hungry intensity when she hit the hook and it popped free.
The straps dripped off her arms, and her puffy pink nipples rasped against the hair on my chest.
I chugged in a lungful of air, balling my hands at my sides. My cock, thick and hard, wet the bare skin of her belly with a skein of pre-come.
“The jeans now.” My voice was low, thunderous, chest-deep.
She wiggled free, her breasts connecting with my abdomen, which clamped like I’d been hit by a hammer blow. Those soft swinging tits colliding against me made my head ratchet back. But I kept focus. Kept my gaze on her when she stood up.
No Fucking Panties.
Nude. Blaize. She was all golden skin and incredible eyes and glowing hair.
And heat poured off her, firing through my veins.
I stepped away, rubbing a hand across the thick black stubble on my chin. Taking her in. Filling my sights. Memorizing her.
And that little pink pout of her pussy lips—shiny and slick already—below the narrow tangle of bronze-red curls.
“Fuck, Blaize.”
She held her shoulders back, placed her hands on her hips, and asked, “Do I pass muster, sir?”
“Get on the bed. All fours.” A muscle at the back of my jaw ticked.
Her nipples hardened with my harsh words, and I watched a trail of wetness weep between her legs.
Fuuuuck me.
I didn’t touch her. Not yet. But it was damn hard not to.
I watched as her ass swayed, her hips switched back and forth, and she got into position in the middles of the bed.
I was hugely hung, hugely hard, and really fucking angry. Blaize knew it, and she was ready for me.
This mating dance was nearly over.
But I didn’t let myself get close to her yet.
Couldn’t.
She needed to understand the new rules first.
I almost trembled in my skin, walking around the bed, viewing her lush bod from every angle.
My voice thickened from my throat and came out hoarse and husky as hell. “Fair warning. You’ll be screaming tonight. Not because I took a strap to your ass like everyone downstairs expects. But because I’m about to fuck you so good. And when you have a hard time walking and sitting down tomorrow? Won’t be because I punished you. But because I screwed you all night long, cher.” I prowled onto the bed behind her. “Understand?”
In answer, Blaize drew herself up and cupped her tits. I straddled right behind her. For a moment. Running my hands over her body. Touching between her legs and pulling her back to me when her pelvis kicked forward. Sliding my palms up over the indent of her waist and holding her hands down to her sides. Lifting her breasts, massaging them, palming both mounds and thumbing across her nipples.
With my hand at the back of her neck, I slowly laid her down. Laid her out. 

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Fight to win.
Fight to survive.
Fight for love?
 
JUSTICE
Let’s face it. I’ve got a bad rep with the ladies. I’m a rough-talking, smooth-loving, international playboy--yeah right, whatever—and an X-Ops specialist. Sure, I’m hiding a secret or two. Who isn’t? That’s the least of my concerns when I’m called in to lead an infiltrate-and-retrieve mission.
 
I’ve got my head in the game—the one firmly attached to my shoulders. An American embassy overseas is under siege, and I’m expecting to rescue the ambassador and his daughter, a stereotypical geeky damsel in distress, Matilda Lawless.
 
Caught in the crossfire between explosive danger and wild desire, I’m in for the shock of my life.
 
TILLY
I’m not looking for any man to save me. I’m pretty damn capable of taking care of myself, thank you very much. I have a successful career and was practically born and bred on a gun range, even if I can’t bake a perfect biscuit to save my life like a good southern woman should.
 
But there’s just something about that hardcore operative called Justice. He’s haunted and lonely, and I know that pain inside and out. It doesn’t hurt one little bit he’s been blessed with more than his fair share of good looks, plus a body that would make any red-blooded woman drool.
 
Barricaded inside the embassy, under my father’s shrewd eyes, I intend to have Justice no matter how many times he says he’s not good enough. I see the way he watches me. With dirty, sexy, hungry lust.
 
Fighting is what Justice does. Now I need him to fight for me.  
 
Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.
 
Bad Boys of X-Ops—four part series:
Walker: Available now
Justice: Now available!
Storm: May 23rd. Preorder now!
Bane: Coming soon