About A Hero’s Heart…
Ten years ago, Jarrett Brandt left home and abandoned everyone of importance. After a hard reality check, the irresponsible young man matured into a ballsy DEA agent with a kickass Harley Davidson and a million-dollar bounty on his head. Ordered by his superior officer to take refuge at a safe house just days before Christmas, he headed back home to Washington State, instead, to make peace with his deceased brother’s memory.
Marissa Reinn Brandt never expected to see Jarrett again. Best friends since childhood and lovers as teenagers, immaturity, over-demanding parents and illicit drugs ripped them apart. Now a successful chef at a posh restaurant, the young widow and her son offered Jarrett a place to stay for the holiday. Even though she expected nothing from her former lover—the twin brother of the man she married—fate intervened.
As Jarrett and Marissa rekindled the flames of love and lust that once bound them together, an enemy from his past and a trusted mentor from his present vied their time in the snowy dark and threatened to destroy everyone he held dear. He needed a Christmas miracle to save his family and the love of a good woman to heal his battered heart. Nothing, no one, would stand in the way of his second chance with Marissa. Come hell or high water, he would cherish her body and her heart for all time.
Jarrett continued thrusting until the last ounce of his strength vanished. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the crown of her head. “That was amazing, baby. You’re so damn bossy.” He couldn’t stop smiling.
Marissa blushed and glanced up at him. Locks of auburn hair shielded her face. “I—um—I have a kinky little secret.” She pushed back her hair and tried to rise. He pinned her on his massive chest and swiped stray strands behind her ears. Her blush reddened. “I love bondage films, adult films. I know it’s a total macho guy thing but bossy, woman-empowerment sex turns me on. I like the control.”
Instant arousal. His cock thickened and prodded her ass cheeks as if he hadn’t fucked in months. “Handcuffs. We have to get furry handcuffs.” Jarrett grinned. Tingly aftershocks rocked through him. “God, I have the perfect woman.”
She giggled and tried to sit up again.
He tightened his hold. “We need to combine our collection of tapes.”
He chuckled and finally released her. She jumped to the opposite side of the bed while he sat up and hung his head between his legs. Laughter billowed deep from his chest. “She’s so damn perfect,” he said more to himself than her. He wiped sweat from his forehead and then grasped his heavy cock, ready for another round. He stared back at Marissa as she brought her knees to her chest. He freed the twisted blanket out from underneath them and draped it over her.
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