Guarding
Midnight by Kacey Hammell
Canadian Muscle 1
Contemporary/Suspense/Erotic/Romance
Canadian Muscle 1
Contemporary/Suspense/Erotic/Romance
ISBN: 978-1-77233-292-6
Now available
with Evernight Publishing
Reviews:
“…doesn’t disappoint…characters, plot and storyline was amazing,
overall this was an easy contemporary romance that will have some enjoying on
how the story unfolds.” ~ 5 Stars from Beckey, In
the Pages of a Good Book
“… an amazing book…background story was amazing and the main
character and background characters, I fell in love with them right away. I
couldn't put this book down.” ~ 5 Stars from Stephanie, Goodreads
Canadian Muscle …
When Desires Need
Protecting.
No one knows sacrifice
better than former Army Sergeant Gavin Bennett. He’s witnessed firsthand the
emotional, physical and mental toll of being caught in the crossfire. Being a
bouncer-slash-bodyguard may not be Gavin’s dream job, but he’s willing to do
just about anything to help out family. When Gavin reports for his first day of
work, he quickly discovers a woman who threatens to crack his legendary cool.
Shree Walker is
on the run from a dark past she tried to shut away. Battered and broken, a
happily ever after doesn’t exist for her. Ready to start fresh with a new life
in a new city, she is happy dancing at the Vixen Club. She’d be even happier
without the presence of the prickly new bouncer who won’t let anyone or
anything get past his carefully guarded defenses. He’s a distraction she
doesn’t need. And a temptation she can’t resist.
When Shree is
kidnapped by the criminal mastermind hell-bent on taking the club at any cost,
Gavin has to make a decision. Hold tight and continue to keep Shree at arm’s
length. Or break down his walls and take a chance on something more powerful
than them both: Love.
Read a hot Excerpt:
“You women are so pigheaded.” He inched
a step closer. “You never know when to shut up and just listen. I’m trying to
take care of all of you here.”
“Then go tell some of the other girls.
You’ve given me my orders. Fine. You’re done. We’re done.” Chin up, Shree
turned away.
He grabbed her arm, startling her. She
spun back, legs unsteady, and reached out blindly as she began to fall.
The world spun around her, and she
braced to hit the floor.
Warmth wrapped her waist, and then
darkness smashed into her.
A deep groan brought her back. Scanning
the room, the realization hit her. She was atop Gavin. She gasped. His strong
body had broken her fall, though she’d probably end up with some bruises. He
gazed at her with his beautiful cognac eyes.
Getting involved with him would be a
very bad idea. She had to study, work hard to finish school and get away from
clubs for good. She searched his gaze, searching for what she didn’t know.
Maybe some sign that her heart wouldn’t be bruised after he was done with it.
“Shree.” Jesus. Her name rolled off his
lips almost like a growl. The rasp put her body into overdrive. Her pussy
clenched and pricks of electricity tingled along her back.
This man wasn’t right for her. She was
going to get hurt. Deep in her gut, she knew it. And she always listened to her
gut. Always.
Not this time.
No, she couldn’t—wouldn’t—miss out on
taking what she could. For herself. To forget school, the job, and the past,
she’d jump in with both feet and screw what might happen.
She captured his mouth with hers. A deep
moan of delight escaped her.
His palms skimmed up her back, his mouth
opening wide and allowing her entrance into the deep recesses of him. Stale
coffee and mint coated her tongue.
Her palms skimmed over his bald head,
caressing with her fingertips, acquainting herself with the feel of him. She
lingered at each bump and scar, over his ears to his cheekbones.
Never before had she tasted anything as
delicious or been so engrossed in the textures of a man’s roughened skin
before. Tight, tough skin that was from hard living, rough times, and that of a
man’s man. He was glorious. An Alpha man who was allowing his woman to take the
lead.
No. No, dammit, not his woman.
Shree pushed the annoying voice aside
and pulled back. Staring at him, his eyes blazed with desire…no, there would be
no going back now. For now, in this moment, she would be his woman. He could
brand her, claim her as his, but only this once. And she’d walk away knowing
the decision was all hers.
Sitting up, astride his hips, she held
his gaze and tossed the towel from around her neck aside. Her palms skimmed
over his chest. The blue button-down shirt he wore did little to hide the feel
of his tight muscles. His warm palms sat on her thighs, as if waiting for her
permission to touch.
She leered at him, certain he was
anxious to take over, loving the feel of tension in his arms and pecs as he
held himself in check. How he understood that she needed this, she didn’t know.
Nor did she care.
Silence filled the small room as she
opened the buttons of his shirt to the waist. There was a heaven, and she was
looking at it. Naked golden skin and tight ridges took her breath away. He
worked hard to stay in this shape. Who was she not to admire it?
“Keep looking at me like that and I’ll
have you under me in five seconds.” His gravelly voice cut through her
thoughts.
Empowered by the passion in his eyes,
she grinned at him then shrugged. “Nothing wrong with that, but I like to be on
top.” She shifted on his hips, her breath catching as she felt his hard shaft
against her ass.
Oh yes, this man had been blessed very
well. His length pushed against her, and fire spread from her pussy straight to
her toes. Her nipples pebbled tight, aching and throbbing.
Her body rocked against his, friction
from his jeans and the spandex covering her was delicious. It was crazy to be
so into a man like Gavin so soon after meeting him. But her body led the way.
It wanted the connection to him, needed to feel him inside and around her.
These tumultuous emotions were foreign
to her.
“Shree.”
“Shh, just hush,” she whispered,
shifting her hips against his. She shoved the hem of her bra up over her
breasts.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” A growl erupted
from his throat.
Gaze locked on his, she lifted his hands
and pressed them against her aching nipples. She gasped. The heat of his touch
swirled through her body. Shifting her hips down, her pussy lips cradled his
shaft through their clothes.
Delirious. Out of control.
Her mind spun with images of how she
wanted to ride him. The powerful friction from their clothing and his skin set
her on fire. Adrenaline rushed through her, wanting him, and to satisfy the
hunger racing over her.
Desperation this strong had never hit
her so hard.
Her hands went to his belt, unbuckling
it, and drew it apart.
He stilled her movements. “Are you
sure?”
Shree withdrew from under his hold,
yanked open the button, and parted the zipper. “Going to back out on me?” she
challenged, fearing he’d leave her needy.
He chuckled. It was light and relaxed to
her. “Not bloody likely.” His fingers pushed beneath the leg of her shorts,
pulling it all into each hand.
Frowning, she gaped at him. “What are
you do—” She screamed, body jerking as he pulled her shorts apart. Staring at
the mess of spandex he held, her jaw dropped. It was like sitting atop the
Incredible Hulk whose strength was feared while admired.
The garment lay in tatters, the
waistband the only thing keeping the material around her. Gavin tossed the bits
that remained in his palms over his head.
His touch eased over her bare mound,
reawakening the arousal coursing through her. Thankful she hadn’t worn any
underwear, she lifted a bit, allowing his fingers to slide between their bodies
and find her clit.
Giving herself up to his touch, she
sucked in a deep breath and tilted her head back.
Moisture coated her channel, filling
her, making it easier for him to glide his fingers back and forth. Electric
currents of heat surrounded her clit and her pussy tightened. Two digits
slipped inside her, and the breath rushed out of her. His guttural moan cut
through the air.
Her eyelids lifted. She needed to regain
control. It was best for her to lead this brief interlude, and remind herself
just how strong she could be, realize how much she could still love her body
and the needs that couldn’t always be denied.
Adjusting up on her knees, she pushed
his touch away. She lowered his jeans and underwear to the floor and off his
feet. The gorgeous sight of his hard cock caught her breath and saliva filled
her mouth.
She’d never given a man head before, and
didn’t know if she could ever bring herself to do so, but in this moment,
having him inside her cunt was way more important than anything.
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Credits to: Beckey at In the Pages of a
Good Book
Avid
Reader. Romance Author. Redhead…
Canadian-born
author Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic. A romance reader from a
young age, she fell in love with happily ever afters. These days, as a multi-published erotic romance author,
she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass, and emotion to the many genres she
writes.
A mom of three, Kacey has made certain each of her children know the value
of the written word and the adventures they could escape on by becoming
book-a-holics in their own right. She lives her own happily ever after
with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada, and is a true romantic at heart.
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