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This is the first book in my new m/f paranormal romance series – The Paladin Protection Agency.  I’m giving away an electronic copy of this story as part of the TRS party festivities so be sure you sign up for the party giveaways!

Blurb:

Security consultant Sinjin Heath is on leave while recovering from a mission that went tragically wrong. The physical scars may have healed, but he still doubts his ability to protect anyone, ever again.

Michelle Jamieson is starting over. She’s finally escaped from her abusive ex-boyfriend, Robert. The only problem is that her ex isn’t ready to let her go. When he realizes she’s truly out of his reach, his obsession drives Robert to kill himself so he can return as a malevolent ghost.

Haunted and terrified, Michelle goes on the run and winds up at her family’s cabin. Things seem to be improving when she meets her sexy neighbor, Sinjin. The sparks between them fly fast and hot, but before they can begin to face their growing feelings for each other, Robert’s ghost comes for Michelle. Ready or not, Sinjin finds himself back in the protection business. And if he fails this time, he’ll lose the woman he loves.

Adult Excerpt

Heat flared in his eyes, and a low growl rumbled up from his chest. “Big boy? Are you sassing me again, baby?”

“Maybe I am. What are you going to do about it?” She could barely get the words out past the thundering of her heart, which felt like it was lodged high in her throat, making it hard to breathe.

“Minx. I think you know exactly what I am going to do about it.” The commanding edge was back in his voice now, and it sent a thrilling tingle down her back, all the way to her toes. He shifted and then stood up, his hands on the fly of her jeans. He undid them quickly and peeled them off with a smooth motion that left her bare legged and gasping in surprise. His face was a study in intensity as he raked his gaze over her body and she knew he could see what she could only feel, the flush of heat staining her skin and the tight buds of her nipples, along with the telltale moisture she knew was pooling between her legs and dampening her panties.

“These are very pretty, but they have to go.” He reached down and snagged his fingers in the sides of her underwear, tearing it away and letting the pale-pink concoction of lace and satin flutter from his fingers to the floor. “Hands and knees, right now.”

For a moment, she considered arguing, but the look in his eyes and her own, surprising yearning to follow his orders stopped her protests and she did as she was told. She rolled over onto her stomach and then rose up on her hands and knees. Her braided hair slid over her shoulder, partially blocking her view as she glanced back to look at him. Anticipation made her skin tingle again, and her stomach felt as though it were stuffed full of butterflies. As he moved in behind her, she held her breath, waiting. And waiting, and waiting some more. She glanced back again in confusion and saw him wink at her as their eyes met, his thumbs hooked into the waistband of his jeans, unmoving.

“Patience, baby, I’m just enjoying the view.”

“You son of a—” Irritation spiked through her, and she started to move, only to find his hands clamping firmly around her hips a second later.

“Oh no you don’t! You stay right there, and no more peeking.”

She heard the amusement in his voice and huffed in frustration, “Having fun?”

“You have no idea how much I like just looking at you, Michelle.” His fingers stroked her, and he moved close enough she could feel his breath fan over her back, sending a flurry of goose bumps chasing over her skin. She felt his hands slide down her hips to her thighs and then let go of her, and a second later the telltale buzz of a zipper being opened filled the silence. She heard the slide of fabric over skin and knew he was naked now. She found the urge to peek back at him too much to resist. She twisted her head and felt a quick flash of pain in her left ass cheek before she could even move her head all the way around.

“I said no peeking.” She felt his lips brush over the spot where he’d bit her, kissing away the sting.

“You bit me!”

“And you tasted amazing.” His mouth opened, and she felt the slow, sensuous caress of his tongue dragging over her skin. “Like creamed honey.”

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Saved by Sin is available at Siren-Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/saved-by-sin

Thanks so much for reading!

Susan Hayes

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