Biana's Den

Now, where was I? Ah, this romance was getting hot...

a “You’re not driving. You know that, don’t you?” Jensen told Aubrey as they walked out the door into the cool night.

“My only beer was hours ago.”

“But I don’t want to leave my truck here, either.”

Aubrey reached into her bra and pulled them out.

“Have you always kept your keys there?”

“All the pressure against the lace ensures that.”

“I can’t help being built this way.”

“I wasn’t complaining, love.” He took her hand and led her back inside. After a few moments at their table, he secured the necessary help.

“But Shane's been drinking,” Aubrey complained. "I don't want him to drive my truck to your house."

Jensen nudged Aubrey, offering a hopeful look down at her. “Do you trust me?”

She let out a long, long breath; her brows knit the slightest bit.

He took her hand again and led her to his truck.

“I didn’t see anyone pay the whole time. How does that happen?”

“You pay for the whole affair?”

“It’s three or four, well-spent hundred dollars. Keeps my crew happy. They work hard.”

Aubrey huffed. “Wow. That’s generous. And smart.”

The simple praise sank in deeply. He’d never seemed able to impress Tracy. But this one found him attractive, sexy and generous.

When he steered onto Colonial Drive, he thought of his son.

 Normally, when Mom had Devon, he’d go to his parent’s house and spend the night there, too. But his behavior had changed. Mom had already noticed. She complained he’d stopped coming over for dinner. Objected to Devon coming over less the past weeks.

After all the warnings he had given about how to handle Aubrey, Jensen still went ahead and made love to her a week after meeting her.

Bright headlights shined on them from behind.

Shane drove Aubrey’s truck into Tracy’s old spot.

Yeah, that looked very nice.

 “Thank you, Jensen.” Aubrey splayed her fingers on his arms and tippy toed.

He took the kiss she offered, in front of Shane and the people in the third car who’d followed to give him a ride home. How sweet this was, to have her acting like a girlfriend.

Except in the morning, Aubrey would remember her public displays of affection and probably feel self conscious. 

“I am, to you,” Aubrey said sprightly.

“No problem.” Shane nodded to both of them, giving an extra long stare, then a flick of his eyes to Jensen.

“Goodnight.”

Shane got into the car. Headlights flashed across the lawn as he backed out onto the street.

Quickly, they were alone in the silence of the night.

With the light on and the garage door open, Tracy’s nosy friend slash informant across the street could no doubt see them.

That’s exactly what he wanted.

Aubrey arched into him, her fingers digging into his sides. “Every room in the house, starting here?”

“I’ve always had a big appetite. It always got me in trouble, too, as evident by my single parenthood, twice - which is why celibacy was necessary. Are you complaining?”

“Noo. Not at all.”

He kissed her until they were both breathless. “Let’s go inside. There are nosy eyes watching us, no doubt.” He gave a furtive glance across the street as if he just realized Janet could be watching him.

At the inside door, he pressed the garage door buttons to close the door. He schooled a smile as they closed the outside world out. “Come in, beautiful.”

Aubrey’s head worked like a bobble toy as he led her through the hall and into the kitchen. “This is really nice. I hate my house. I’d like to bulldoze it to the ground.”

“Why?” Jensen flipped off the garage light switch. “It’s unusual, but you have it cozy.”

At the dining room door, Aubrey peered in. “It’s full of water damage from years of neglect. Before I inherited it. I’ve had the roof fixed and the other bad sections, but there’s more that will require walls to be torn out.”

“That’s fixable.” Jensen ran his hands along the taper from her waist to her hips. She had lost a little weight. Exercise from screwing him so often. Her energetic hip motions could bring him to tears of joy. His half-hard erection swelled fully. He pulled her back a little to bump her rear into it.

Murmuring hotly, she flipped around in his arms. “Did I tell you how remarkably handsome you look tonight? Like country royalty.” She swept his jacket off his shoulders.

He caught it before it fell to the floor. “Country royalty? Is that good?” Before he tossed it onto the lowboy, she pawed at his shirt.

Jensen did what he’d burned all night to do and whisked her skirt down her hips.

Oh, man, she was sexy in this garter. The way it accentuated the plush contour of her curves… He gripped her firm rear and squeezed.

After making short work of his shirt, her hands went to his waistband. “I want to do something to you.”

Anticipation swirled in his gut, moving down like a hot flood.

A lustful groan poured out of his chest. Gritting his teeth, he opened his eyes and looked down to see her enjoying him. “Wait, you forgot something.” He drove his hands between her arms and yanked her top off.

Her hair cascaded back down, landing all around her. She looked up at him from under her lashes, blue eyes trusting, his (sexual term cut out)inches from her face. She lapped at it before she moved her hands to her lacy bra. “How much do you want to see?”

“Oh, all of it,” he rasped shamelessly.

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Another steamy romance like the Country Heat series. Full of real romance right from the beginning and sensuality to scorch your fingers.

The perfect romance, really.

( The futuristic sizzling romance The King's Master will have two or three books, hot, the pages will scorch your fingers.

Country Heat has Book 2: Broken Vows
with Aubrey and Jensen's marriage under attack.

Country Heat Book 3
is about Jensen's adorable cousin Shane.
Not fully written, but, hot romance is so easy to write.

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