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*Excerpt... Changes in Latitude*
Bethany knew she was dreaming. It was the same luscious dream she often had. She was lying in her lover’s arms and he was kissing her with that magic mouth of his. She never wanted to wake up, because when she did Garret would be gone. But those lips felt so familiar…and so real. “Baby…wake up. Bethy?” It was the voice that did it. That deep sexy voice that made her think of hot, dark melted chocolate. Suddenly, she remembered. Her eyes popped open. “Garrett?” “Are you okay?” She stared up at him. “What happened?” He bent and kissed her forehead, pulling her against his chest protectively. “You fainted, honey.” “I faint…” She broke off and her body tensed against his. “Let me go!” Garrett frowned. “I don’t think—” Swearing, Bethany pushed away from him and struggled to her feet. She ignored his outstretched hand. “Damn it, Bethy!” Tears glistened. “Don’t call me that!” A flicker of something came and went in his eyes. “It’s what I always called you.” She shook her head and backed away from him. “That was a long time ago.” “Bethy…Bethany. We need to talk. What are you doing here?” “Not looking for you. That’s for sure.” She whirled and started toward the door. “No fuckin’ way!” he ground out. He pulled her to him, tight against his iron hard body. “You aren’t going anywhere!” She struggled. “Try and stop me!” “Fine.” He accepted the challenge, slanting his hard mouth over hers. His tongue forced its way between her lips, and then gentled, as he touched and tasted what he’d been missing for such a long time. Her legs buckled again, but the way he was holding her, it didn’t matter. He gathered her even closer. Bethany tried to fight him, but the feeling of being in his arms again was just too much for her. His touch, his taste, the very smell of him added to the flash of heat that went straight through her. Her body ached and her panties drenched in sudden dew. With a moan, she gave up any thought of trying to get away. She put her arms around him and tangled her fists in his long blond hair. Rising up on her tip-toes, she pressed herself against him, glorying in the feel of his erection as it throbbed between her thighs. Garrett sucked in his breath. God! No one ever made him feel the way she did. Taking advantage of her surrender, he lifted her and carried her over to the counter. He sat her on the edge and gently separated her legs with his hip, stepping between them. The short halter dress she was wearing moved easily out of his way as he ran a hand up her soft thigh. His other hand found the soft mound of her breast. She gave a little gasp when his fingers brushed over her crotch, and he growled at the wetness he found there. “God, Bethy… I want you. I missed you so much.” His fingers teased her, sliding under the edge of the lace and nudging into her wet folds. She whimpered and dragged his mouth back to hers. Instinctively, she arched herself into him. Sweat broke out on Garrett’s brow. Everything else flew out of his mind. The only thought left was being deep inside her. His finger pressed inside her, testing her as he undid the belt on his pants. Bethany moaned as his long hard cock fell out into her waiting hand. He was so hot and he throbbed with life. She didn’t protest when he moved her panties out of the way, and rubbed the head of his cock against her wet yoni. “Open up for me, honey,” he muttered hoarsely. The jing-a-ling of the door chime froze him in his tracks. “Ummm, excuse me? I’m looking for Mr. Castle.”
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*Excerpt... Changes in Attitude*
. “Garrett’s cousin is coming to help out while we’re gone. Maybe Jess can teach you.” She looked over at her lover. “Didn’t you tell me Jess was an instructor too?” Garrett nodded and gave a slow grin. “Yep…and a good one.” “You think this…Jess might take me on?” An amused look came and went in Garrett’s eyes. “Oh, yeah.” “Great! Set me up for later today.” “I don’t know when Jess will get here. Could be today, could be tomorrow.” Derek swore darkly. “Damn it…” Bethany put her hand on his arm. “What is this about?” Her brother took a step back and her hand dropped away. “Like I said…I just want to get started, that’s all.” “Derek—” He turned for the door. “Just leave a note for your cousin. Tell him to give me a call...if he ever gets here!” With that last snarl, he slammed out the door. They both stared after him. “What the hell was that about?” Bethany shook her head. “I don’t know, but he is scaring me again.” She looked up at Garrett, tears in her eyes. “What is he into this time? He pulled her into his arms. “I don’t know, baby… I just don’t know.” * * * * Derek let the door close behind him with a crash, already regretting his outburst of temper. It wasn’t their fault his timing sucked. He just didn’t have a choice now. He was committed. He’d see this thing through even if he had to steal the equipment to do it. He swore, and narrowed his eyes at the ball of light in the sky. When would Garrett’s wandering cousin get here? * * * * Jessica Martin pulled off her helmet and set it in front of her. She ran her fingers though her short cut ash blond hair and watched curiously as the big man came storming out the dive shop door. Her full lips quirked in a smile. This had to be none other than bad boy Derek Douglas, her cousin Garrett’s brother-in-law to be. He looked just like he’d been described to her. A mama’s worst nightmare. He stood at least six foot, five and even in jeans and a T-shirt, she could see he was powerfully built. His raven dark hair curled past his shoulders and it was mussed, like he’d just run his hands through it. His jade green eyes flashed in the sunlight. He cursed and she grinned. Damn…he was fine. And pissed as hell. She took her sunglasses off so she could get a better look at him. Oh, yeah…he looked even better now. His face was rough hewn and fuck-me handsome, with sensuous lips and a light stubble of dark beard. Her eyes trailed over his hard body and she licked her lips. He filled out those jeans pretty well too. She shifted on the seat of her bike. She had a soft spot for bad boys. And this one looked like he could fill it just fine. She raised her eyes from his groin and smiled. He was staring at her too. Derek’s mouth dropped when he caught sight of the babe on the bike. She was so fine he barely looked at the hog she was riding. She sat on the black Harley like a queen on her favorite steed. Jesus, she was hot. Short, wispy blond hair that said she didn’t care if it got tangled up in a man’s hands. She had a full pouting mouth and a heart shaped face tanned by the sun. When she pulled off her glasses to look at him he saw she had pale blue eyes, almost the color of a summer sky. She had leathers on, so he couldn’t see what her body looked like, but he had to believe if it was half as nice as her face…there was an angel sitting in front of him. He stiffened when she bit down on the earpiece of her glasses and looked him slowly up and down with a smile. Okay…maybe a very naughty angel. Derek’s eyes narrowed. He’d never had a woman look at him in quite that way. He glared at her. “Like what you see?” She sucked on the earpiece of her glasses and Derek’s body went hard with arousal. He took a step toward her, but instead of being frightened, she just grinned. “I like it a lot.” He stepped close enough so she had to look up to see him. “Looking at a man like that, especially a stranger, could be dangerous.” She laughed and his body tightened even more at the inviting sound. She swirled the ear piece with her tongue. “Is that supposed to scare me?” Derek’s nostrils flared as he caught the inviting scent of her perfume. It tickled his senses and his cock began to throb in rhythm with his pulse. He had never wanted a woman so hard…so fast. Reaching out, he ran his big hand through her short hair, grabbing a handful and tilting her head back. He bent down and brushed his mouth over hers, before moving on to her exposed throat. He trailed his lips up to her shell like ear. He bit it and she gasped. “It should scare you,” he muttered. “It should scare the hell out of you.” Instead of cowering away, she arched herself up into him. “It will take a lot more than that, to scare away all the hell I have in me.” His grip tightened as he fought to control himself. Christ…he wanted to strip her naked and take her where she sat. “Scared?” she taunted. Growling, he let go of his control and crushed that smirking mouth under his. She moaned. Forgetting where they were, he pulled her hard against him, intent on tasting her in every way he could. He didn’t even hear the door open behind him. “Ahem…” He stiffened. He stared down at the woman beneath him. Her sky blue eyes opened, still cloudy with desire. “Hey bro…as you so eloquently put it earlier…get a room!” Derek flushed and slowly straightened up, but he didn’t release the woman in his arms. “What the hell do you want?” he growled. Garrett chuckled. He nodded at the woman leaning against Derek’s chest. “I see you’ve already met Jess.” Derek froze. He pulled back her head to see her smiling face dissolve into laughter. “You’re Jess?” She nodded. “Yup…It’s nice to meet you Derek. I’ve heard all about you.” She reached up and touched his hard mouth. “Nice to see it wasn’t an exaggeration.” Thoroughly embarrassed, he pulled away. “What the hell do you know about me?” “Your reputation precedes you, cousin.” She wrinkled her nose at him. “And such a rep it is too!” He shoved his hands in his pockets. He could feel his face burn and it wasn’t from the sun. “I’m not your cousin!” She laughed and he swore as he felt himself react to it again. “Come on, Derek. My cousin is marrying your sister. That makes us kissing cousins, at least.” Her gaze dropped to his mouth. “And you kiss pretty damn good.”
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