Jet is a hero—Special Forces, an Equalizer, a motorcycle riding MMA fighter who is part pirate and all man. No one messes with Jet.
He is formidable—the tall, dark, and deadly type.
In One Man’s Treasure, he’s on a quest for gold. Jet travels to Mexico to fight a challenger before he sails the Sirena to bring up a fortune from the sunken Spanish galleon, San Miguel. As usual, Jet is in control, master of his destiny. Until…
Jet meets Sami.
Sami waits tables at a club in Veracruz. Jet can’t help but notice the slight, shy bartender. It angers him when customers give Sami a hard time.
Only problem—Jet assumes Sami is a boy.
Sami is actually Samantha. She’s come to Mexico to find healing and the truth about what happened to her best friend. When she has to leave town fast, she stows away on Jet’s boat.
Imagine his surprise when he finds Sami…and then discovers she’s a woman!
Beneath a silvery moon, Jet watches a mermaid play in the sea and discovers that
One Man’s Treasure can be more than diamonds and gold.
One Man’s Treasure is love
Shaking a finger back and forth, Jet fussed, a smile coming to his lips that was part challenge and part invitation. “You’re trying to distract me.” Who was he kidding, her curves were wrecking his concentration. “Let me say this before I totally lose my mind and do naughty things specifically designed to make your heart pound and your throat sore from begging.”
“Say what?” She was ready for him to put her into an orgasm induced stupor.
Sampling her sweetness was his ultimate goal, but he needed to make this point. “You will not be returning to Veracruz.” He said the words slowly so she couldn’t possibly misunderstand.
Sami couldn’t stand it, she laughed. “Oh, I love you when you’re dominant.” She rose and went to him, climbing into his lap, straddling his legs. “Not that I’m going to listen to a word you say, but I do like to hear you say it.” She ground herself on him until his massive erection was notched into the tender vee between her legs.
“I’m gonna fuck you now, Sami but if you think this discussion is over, you’re wrong.” He framed her face with his hands and began kissing her hard, long and deep.
Sami was through arguing, she had other, more important things on her mind Rolling her butt, she scrubbed her pussy against him, dragging her sweet spot over his hardness again and again – till she was panting, her fingers clutching his hair.
“Damn, you’re hot, you’re so hot,” he whispered.
Hot? She was a firecracker and about to blast off. His cock was rubbing right against her core, her whole body was melting.
“I just want to eat you up,” Jet’s words whispered over her cheek. “You taste so damn good. So sweet.”
“You’re talking too much,” Sami murmured as she let her hands move over his neck and shoulders, feeling his heat, storing up memories and sensations for when she was alone again.
Jet couldn’t help himself, he laughed against her lips. “What would you rather I do?”
She felt his big hand move up her bare thigh to tease at the edge of her panties. Lifting her hips, she gave him room to work and soon he was rubbing the folds of her pussy. Reaching between them, she found his zipper and tugged. With his other hand, he helped, until she found exactly what she needed. “Less talk, more action,” she gasped as he guided himself into her.
“You want me.” He said the words with wonder, as if this was a new thing.
Spreading her legs, she held onto his shoulders and worked her pussy down on his cock, impaling herself inch by inch. Pure raw pleasure flooded her body. “Of course I want you, I’ve always wanted you.”
Jet growled, “Put your arms around my neck.” When she did, he cupped her ass and stood up, carrying her to the counter by the controls, sweeping charts and papers out of the way. Gently, he laid her back, they were still joined. Clasping Sami behind the knees, he indicated for her to wrap her legs around his waist. When she did, he joined his hands with hers and began to move – flexing his hips – thrusting and pumping. “Is this enough action for you?”
“God, no.” Never enough. “More.” Jet was powerful, and she wanted to feel that power. Pushing her hips against him, she tried to get closer, urging him to take her harder. “I’m close,” she confessed. Sami could feel the climax building, shimmering, a sweet heat radiating from deep within. Sami strained, locking her ankles behind his hips, watching his beloved face as he fucked her. “Harder, Jet. I want to feel your power. I want the real you. Don’t hold back.”
How had she known? He’d always held back. He didn’t want them to see, didn’t want them to know the real Jet. To let a person see the real you is to give them power over you and he never wanted to relinquish power – until now. “Hold on to me, tight,” he commanded as he began to pound into her, dragging his cock almost all the way out, then slamming it back in. God, he was in heaven. Jet felt her tighten around him, his dick getting squeezed from all sides, this woman was literally milking him dry.
Sami whimpered, she purred, she moaned for him – now she was the one who couldn’t be quiet. “Good, Jet, it’s so good.” Closer and closer it came, until she sparked and the bliss swamped her, huge waves crashed over and over again. “Jet!” She screamed, pulling him down on top of her, his weight crushing her deliciously.
Burying his face in her neck, Jet rubbed his body over her satin skin, his chest mating with the most perfect set of breasts he’d ever seen – not huge, just perfect. Sami quivered as she continued to pulse around him and he held on, giving her every last bit of pleasure she could stand. And even then he didn’t stop, keeping up the pace until he erupted inside of her giving her everything he had, his body lighting up like a flare illuminating the blackness of night.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Sable’s hometown will always be New Orleans. She loves the culture of Louisiana and it permeates everything she does. Now, she lives in the big state of Texas and like most southern women, she loves to cook southern food – especially Cajun and Tex-Mex. She also loves to research the supernatural, but shhhh don’t tell anyone.
Sable writes Saucy Romance novels. She believes that her goal as a writer is to make her readers laugh with joy, cry in sympathy and fan themselves when they read the hot parts – ha!
The worlds she creates in her books are ones where right prevails, love conquers all and holding out for a hero is not an impossible dream.
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