Thursday, March 23, 2017

Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff By Kryssie Fortune #NeverEndingTour #romance

Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff
By Kryssie Fortune

Starting over in Westhorpe Ridge wouldn’t be easy, especially since she’d already enjoyed a spanking and a one-night stand with the sheriff.
Jasmine Stewart (Jazz to her friends) falls for the blond stranger who spanks and seduces her at a Washington soiree. Later, when she discovers her flatmate is trying to draw her into a spy ring, she goes to the authorities. The ensuing publicity costs her her job, her security, and her future. Starting over in Westhorpe Ridge is her only option.

Sean Mathews, former SEAL and Westhorpe Ridge’s sheriff, can’t forget the woman he spanked when he visited Washington, but he thinks she’s a spy. When she turns up in Westhorpe Ridge, he tries everything to make her leave town. Despite their misunderstandings, though, they can’t keep their hands off each other.

As New Year’s Eve looms, the spy ring resurfaces. Jazz will need all of Sean’s SEAL prowess to survive. But because his wounded leg cost him his speed in the water, will it be enough?

About Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge Series
Westhopre Ridge is a small, North Carolina Town with a big heart. Each story is a stand-alone romance but there are recurring themes and characters. The series features former military men come home to build a new career and the women strong enough to love them.
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Jazz sat up and straddled him, letting her damp pussy glide over his cock. When he slid it inside her, the way he stretched and filled her made her throw back her head and moan.
“Oh lord, angel,” he encouraged her, “don’t stop.”
Nothing had ever felt so wicked or so sexy as when she slid her pussy up and down his engorged dick. Lost in their own private world, Jazz surrendered completely to sensation and sound. The way the moon illuminated Sean’s face and the way he bucked beneath her were things she’d remember forever. This man sneaked past her barriers and threatened her heart.
Flames of desire burned through her nerve endings, setting them throbbing for his touch. Her pussy tingled as though a million-volt electrical charge ran through it. Her head thrashed from side to side as her hips rose and fell, always taking him deeper. Her pussy contracted and her body trembled. A tornado of longing swept her higher. She shrieked as her orgasm spread through her like wildfire.
Sean thrust upward, driving his cock deeper as she came around him. His eyes rolled back, and his mouth opened in silent ecstasy. Sperm flowed from his cock like a fountain, bathing her womb and overflowing her vagina.
He opened his eyes and gave her a lazy smile. “God, I’ve never experienced anything so overwhelming.”
She slid off his half-mast cock and lay with her head resting on his chest. “Absolutely amazing.”
They lay in silence, his arms enfolding her as they closed her eyes and drank in the sounds of the sea. His dog whined and dropped its ball on his chest. Water squelched out of it, shattering the romantic moment and leaving Jazz shivering in the December air.
“Damn dog,” Sean muttered affectionately. “Get dressed, angel, and I’ll walk you home. I just realized I still didn’t get my thank-you for earlier.”
She pulled on her clothes, furious that Sean still tried to take credit for Kevin Jones’s actions. Worse, she’d just had unprotected sex with him. Thankfully, the doctors who’d checked her out after the soiree had suggested she go on the pill. No way would she bring another unwanted child into the world after the childhood she’d endured.
Sean Mathews must think himself some sort of superstud who women should thank for sex. And why did claim he’d sent Tom and Jared to see her? Tom had told her straight out he’d come because Kevin Jones had given him some free legal advice. Apparently Kevin wasn’t the only one who clung to a high school feud.
Sean lay back and watched as she pulled on her clothes. Buck naked, he winked at her, rose to his feet, and threw the ball for his dog. “Cat got your tongue?”
Eyes narrowed, she gave him the filthiest look she could muster and strode off into the night. Her voice came out harsh and croaky as she called, “Better get dressed, stud, before you get sand in your ass.”

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