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Sable Hunter is a New York Times, USA Today bestselling author of nearly 50 books in 7 series. She writes sexy contemporary stories full of emotion and suspense. Her focus is mainly cowboy and novels set in Louisiana with a hint of the supernatural. Sable writes what she likes to read and enjoys putting her fantasies on paper. Her books are emotional tales where the heroine is faced with challenges. Her aim is to write a story that will make you laugh, cry and swoon. If she can wring those emotions from a reader, she has done her job. Sable resides in Austin, Texas with her two dogs. Passionate about all animals, she has been known to charm creatures from a one ton bull to a family of raccoons. For fun, Sable haunts cemeteries and battlefields armed with night-vision cameras and digital recorders hunting proof that love survives beyond the grave. Welcome to her world of magic, alpha heroes, sexy cowboys and hot, steamy to-die-for sex. Step into the shoes of her heroines and escape to places where right prevails, love conquers all and holding out for a hero is not an impossible dream.
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As he settled between her thighs, Jenna held her breath. This was one of those things that girls dreamed about. She didn’t watch much porn and the only experience she had was the one night with him. The first thing she felt was his warm breath and every muscle in her body tightened. And then…Sweet Merciful Heavens…his tongue – his lips – kissing her in the place she needed him most. With a keening moan, Jenna fisted the sheet beneath her. There was nothing in this world that could have prepared her for the tidal wave of heat and hunger that Logan unleashed on her. He was wild, consuming her as if she were necessary for his very existence.
Logan’s erotic intensity made her whole body shudder. As his warm hungry lips found the delicate folds of her sex – licking and laving up and down her slit, he continued to milk both nipples between thumb and forefingers. Jenna ran her hands up and down his arms, digging her nails in because the sensations were almost too good to bear. They’re gazes locked, she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. The sight of Logan kissing the sensitive flesh between her legs stole her breath, she couldn’t be still.
Sliding his hands down her sides, Logan cupped her delectable bottom. This was what life ought to be like. Logan had known he was missing out, he hadn’t slept with a woman since Jenna had come into his life. He’d tried to put sex out of his mind since the only woman he’d wanted was off limits. But now she was in his arms and he was celebrating. Making her happy, blowing her mind was job one. He gave his complete and full attention to every part of her, his lips moving up and down her slit before tightening on the little bundle of nerves with long, gentle draws. There was no guessing that she liked it – his baby’s little body was writhing, her hips pushing against him – wanting more.
Jenna wasn’t certain she would survive the ecstasy. Spirals of pleasure wound tighter and tighter until she thought they would tear her apart. Her whole body strained, pressing toward the prize. “Please don’t stop,” she begged as the promise of oncoming rapture became her focal point.
“Not a chance, baby. Cum for me,” he murmured