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**Bound in Blue can be read as a standalone**
Title: Bound in Blue (Love
Square #3)
Author: Jessica
Ingro
Tentative Release Date: September 2014
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Synopsis:
Strong ties aren't
easily broken...
First loves have the ability to fill us with hope and then
shatter us when they end. Some people can pick up the pieces and move on.
Others simply learn how to exist as a fragment of the person that they used to
be.
Shane “Mack” MacAllister is one of the ones simply existing.
His wife Ella died at a young age, leaving him alone and broken. Shane knew
he’d never be able to give himself to another, believing there was nothing left
to give. That is until a young, feisty doctor blazed into his life and made him
rethink letting someone into what’s left of his tattered heart.
Dr. Megan Huntley has devoted her life to taking care of
others, ever since her twin sister was brutally murdered. She might not have
been able to save her sister, but she has made it her mission to help other
victims. Long hours in the Emergency Room and volunteer work at the Rape Crisis
Center leave little time for relationships. When Megan meets the rugged and
handsome Shane MacAllister, she decides to throw caution to the wind and take
the police detective for a ride. Too bad she can’t get him out of her head… or
her life.
Will Shane and Megan be bound together by true love? Or will
past loves and tragedy tear them apart?
Slightly Steamy Excerpt:
**Disclaimer: This content is unedited and subject to
change**
Copyright © Jessica Ingro
When
the engine on my Harley stopped purring, I put the stand down and took off my
helmet. Staring at Megan’s brownstone I wondered what the fuck I was doing
there. It had been hours since I left the station and I successfully talked
myself out of seeing her numerous times. There was no talking myself out of it
now.
Something
inside me needed to see her. Maybe it was hearing John say her sister’s death
ate at her every day; knowing that I had a kindred spirit in her. Maybe it was
the urge to bury myself inside her tight, wet heat and forget everything except
how she made me feel. Maybe it was the way her eyelids fluttered when she came
down from an orgasm. Or maybe it was the way her touch soothed me and made me
ache for more than just the occasional fuck.
Whatever
it was, it had me walking up to her front door and hoping she wouldn’t ask too
many questions. I wasn’t ready to have to dig deep and find the answers to
those questions.
After
the second knock, she opened the door. Her face was makeup free, her hair
falling across her shoulders and past her breasts. She had on a skimpy yellow
tank top and short white shorts. Her tanned legs looked soft and smooth and in
that moment I wanted nothing more than to have them wrapped around my back.
“Mack?”
She asked with a mixture of concern and surprise in her voice.
Instead
of answering her, I put my hands on either side of her face and kissed her. My
tongue touched her lips and she immediately opened for me. She tasted even
better than I remembered.
Still
kissing her, I walked forward forcing her to walk back into the house. When we
got to the stairs, I swept her up in my arms and hoofed it up to her bedroom on
the third floor, only breaking the seal of our lips when necessary.
Once
in her room, I set Megan on the bed and used the weight of my body to push her
down on her back. Covering her with my body, my hands moved with purpose over
her skin. One hand cupped her breast, while the other groped her ass. She
moaned and pressed her breast further into my palm. Her beaded nipple was
begging for attention.
Fuck,
but I needed her.
Not
wanting to waste any more time, I made quick work of undressing us both. Once
she was laid out before me, I fought back a groan at how fucking beautiful she
was. And so damn perfect.
She
looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, submissively waiting for me to
direct how things would go. That damn vulnerability and trust was my undoing. I
lost all composure, positioned and buried myself to the hilt. Her arms and legs
wrapped around my body, tightly holding me to her as I pumped in and out.
My
eyes fought rolling back into my head with how damn good she felt. That’s when
I realized I didn’t wrap my dick.
Slowing
my thrusts—because shit it felt too good to stop—I asked her, “You on the pill,
buttercup?”
Her
eyes blinked, a haze of lust and need clouding them. “What?” She asked
breathlessly.
“I
asked if you’re on the pill. I’m inside you bareback, baby. Is that okay?”
“Oh,”
she murmured. “We’re covered. Now can you go faster?”
I
chuckled, but quickly obliged her. It wasn’t long before she was moaning and I
could feel her muscles contracting right before she came.
“Mack,”
she cried out.
“Shane,”
I corrected her.
“What?”
She asked with a confused look on her face. It was rather quite adorable.
“When
I’m inside you, you call me Shane,” I told her. Why? I have no idea. This
certainly wasn’t discouraging her from thinking this was more than it was. I
never let anyone call me Shane when I fucked them. Not since Ella.
Blocking
the thought from my head, I buried myself deep and circled my hips, hitting her
swollen, sensitive clit.
“Shane,”
she breathed as her climax hit her. Her nails scored my back and I made a
mental note to let her have free reign more often.
Author Bio:
Jessica is the author of the Love Square & Concierge series.
She grew up in Central New York, where she spends her days as a Security
Analyst at an IT consulting company. In her free time, she enjoys reading books
and developing ideas for her own stories. Writing is her secret passion that
she's been fostering since elementary school, when she wrote her first book
about a puppy. It has always been a dream of hers to be able to share her
stories with the world.
Jessica currently lives in New York with her husband and three dogs.
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