After a tragic incident in Afghanistan leaves Master Sergeant Nathan Ryker the only man standing in his tight-knit team, he spirals into an alcohol-and-sex induced escape. A call from his lifelong buddy pulls Ryker from the shadows with a request for help with his stunt company’s latest blockbuster. If Ryker can survive the next three weeks of leave and get back to his remaining men, he might just be all right. But a sexy woman who can take his mind off his trauma is too hard to resist, and when he hooks up with Renegades’ sultry, snarky office manager, his sanity takes a backseat to his first glimpse of a future he isn’t sure he deserves.
Still reeling from a bitter romantic betrayal, Rachel Hart wants nothing more than an uncomplicated hookup. So when the mysterious Nathan seduces her with a little dirty talk and one delicious kiss, Rachel drowns all her good sense in a Mandarin and soda and gives herself over to a night of sexual bliss. But her memories tarnish in the morning light when Rachel discovers his real identity and his link to Renegades. Her job and her friends are the only thing holding her life together, and she won’t be ruined by one sultry night with this damaged and dangerously sexy man.
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That was the best sex she’d ever had. Even better than their first night. Different from their first night. Deeper than their first night.
Nathan stroked his hands down her sides, pushed up on his elbows, and looked at her with those heavy-lidded stormy sea-green eyes. His dog tags hung down, resting against her own chest, smooth, heavy feel of them, made her smile. His mouth quirked too, then he lowered his lips meet hers in a tender kiss. One that pushed tears toward her throat, though she didn’t know why.
He dropped a kiss on her cheek, her jaw, her neck, her chest. Then he laid his forehead there, his breathing still fast and choppy. Rachel closed her eyes and let the strands of his hair slip through her fingers over and over. She could stay like this all night.
But once his breath evened out, Nathan carefully pulled from her body and rolled to his back. A soft, awe-filled, “Jesus Christ,” drifted from him, making Rachel smile.
She turned to her side and rested her head on his shoulder. He curved his arms around her and threw one of his legs over hers, as if he couldn’t get close enough. She smiled. “I would never have guessed you for a cuddler.”
He rolled toward her, laid his forearm over her waist, and pressed his face to her neck, kissing her there, then whispered, “I didn’t used to be.”
With another quick kiss, he said, “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
He got to his feet and strode to the tiny bathroom. Rachel smiled at the sight of his tight ass and those sexy tattoos. This was still surreal. And so…illicit. So deliciously secret. So…selfishly decadent.
But as long as no one found out, as long as no one got hurt…
The water ran in the bathroom, then shut off, and he returned, lying on the bed beside her, cuddling her close again. He tangled their legs and rested his chin on the top of her head. They were both quiet while his fingers stroked a light pattern on her back. She had to leave soon, they both knew that, but neither of them moved or spoke. And this felt far more intimate than it had just days ago.
After a moment, she asked, “Why didn’t you take the twins up on their offer?”
He pulled back and met her eyes. “I didn’t want them.”
Rachel laughed a little, her hand scratching gently down his thigh. “Of course you did. They’re every man’s fantasy—a threesome with two beautiful twin blondes?”
“They aren’t half as beautiful as you are, and I mean that. Besides”—the corner of Ryker’s mouth tilted up, but there was little humor in his expression—“been there, done that, different twins, of course, and you brought me more pleasure just now than two women could. Why would I try for a repeat of mediocre when I’ve got a real winner right here?”
She narrowed her eyes and pressed the backs of her fingers to his forehead.
“Stop.” He brushed her hand away. “The only fever I’ve got is the one you give me.” He threaded their fingers and leaned in. “You don’t give yourself enough credit.”
His mouth lowered to hers, but their lips never connected. He sat straight, his gaze darting to the door.
Rachel looked that direction. “What…?”
He put his index finger to his lips and jumped to his feet so quickly, so silently, Rachel missed the movement in a blink. He pulled on his pants and grabbed her dress from the bed.
Three hard knocks came on the door. Rachel jumped and almost screamed, but covered her mouth.
“Ryker? You in there?” It was Jax’s voice. Fear bolted down Rachel’s spine. Her mind started a tight downward spiral.
Ryker, made a ‘get-going’ motion with his hand and mouthed get dressed.
“Yeah, man, what’s up?” Ryker called.
“Do you know where Rachel is?” That was Josh’s voice.
Tendrils of icy fear spread through Rachel’s belly, and hands shook as she struggled to find the hem of her dress to pull it on. Jax and Josh both looking for her while she’d been fucking Nathan. Jesus Christ, disaster didn’t get any closer than this.
Skye’s novels are about enjoying that little wild streak we don’t let out often enough. About those fantasies we rarely get the opportunity to indulge. About stretching limits, checking out the dark side, and maybe even acting a little naughty. They’re about escape and fun and pleasure and romance.
And, yes, even love, because while wicked-great sex is good, happily ever after with wicked-great sex is even better.
Skye (aka Joan) lives on the central coast of California in the heart of wine country with her husband and two daughters. As often as possible, she retreats to a hotel with critique partners for a power-writing week where much drinking, laughing, and yes, even working, ensues. When she’s not writing, Skye goes to breakfast with her hubby, attends her daughters’ barrel races, and spends a lot of time with her own horse, Riddle…while her two dogs, Paxton and Indie, tag along. She also loves to read, knit, craft, row, ride, and dabble in photography.
Skye is giving away the following at each stop:
- 1 American Flag Military Dog Tag Swarovski Crystals (1 winner) This sparkly, all-American military dog tag is symbolic of the tags Ryker wears RICOCHET, but much prettier.
The front features the American flag embellished with real Swarovski Crystals.
The reverse side is custom engraved with one of the following RENEGADE taglines:
MY HEART BELONGS TO A RENEGADE
RENEGADES ARE MY WEAKNESS
EVERY WOMAN LOVES A RENEGADE
KEEP CALM AND LOVE A RENEGADE
DARE TO BE A RENEGADE
A RENEGADE STOLE MY HEART
I’M IN LOVE WITH A RENEGADE
MY (BOOK) BOYFRIEND IS A RENEGADE
WHO NEEDS A KNIGHT? I WANT A RENEGADE
REAL. ROMANTIC. REBELLIOUS. RENEGADE.
- 1 American Flag Paracord Zipper Pull (1 winner) These patriotic cuties are made with quality 550 Paracord. Add them to everything you can imagine—for style and function! Ex: purses, luggage, jackets, camera bag, etc.
- 3 Digital copies of readers choice of any of the following books: (3 winners)
- Intimate Enemies
- First Temptation
- Sinful Deception
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