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In 1948
Los Angeles, Detective Mike O'Neal is a handsome cop whose world is
changed forever after his squad raids Sugartown, a happening nightclub
just off the beaten path. During the bust he watches helplessly as sultry
blues singer, Bettie Bleue, is cut down by a stray bullet. After rushing
her to the hospital, he can't bring himself to leave her bedside. When she
awakens, he decides to never leave her side at all.
But wooing Bad Bettie has its complications. She's a bit flashy and hard
to figure out for a straight arrow like the detective. Her sexy job and
curvy build provoke beefs with the sort of men who don't take no for an
answer. And having most of society against their love ain't a picnic
either.
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She’d begun trembling
halfway through what she had so boldly started. Mike sensed her
discomfort and tried to pull away, but she clung to him.
“I like it when you touch me. You don’t have to stop, Mikey.”
And so he didn’t stop. He kissed her and stroked her back until she
became a puddle in his hands. So relaxed. Limp and trusting.
Her heartbeat thundered in her ears as he undressed her with a
gentleness that spoke to her soul. When she touched his shirtsleeve
to reciprocate, he shook his head.
“No,” he whispered. “You first.”
His lips were warm and wet, exploring every inch of her body. She
vibrated with every pulse of his lips as they roused her nipples.
Tantalizing heat spread through her and she yielded to its pull,
gushing and opening with every caress. She closed her eyes,
whimpering when he traveled down to taste her soft hot cleft.
Shivering, she snaked her fingers in his hair, holding him there,
rocking to meet his insistent licks. Her trembling thighs signaled
the last of her composure, and she screamed when Mike forced her
legs apart to deepen his licks. His tongue penetrated her, delving
into her juicy folds, sucking at the treasure inside.
White-hot pleasure erupted inside her. Her eyes flew open, and she
bolted upright, triggered by a wave of sensation. Mike’s firm hand
against her belly pushed her back down. He licked inside her,
igniting her passion, drawing out her climax.
Copyright
© Layne Blacque, 2008.
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