Blog Tour: True North by Kate Austin
Navy SEAL Jake Erickson is dead tired after two years without a break, so he's taking his 1967
Mustang convertible and heading north. Shelle, who has only a few months left before she can sell
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She hesitated for a minute, then braced her shoulders and held out her hand to him.
"I'm Shelle," she said. "And you're…"
"Jake Erickson. We spoke on the phone?"
His voice, as he said only those few words, tickled every part of her, from her toes up to the
Her pussy ached.
Even though she wanted, desperately, to prolong the sensation, she forced herself not to
Every part of her body sang hallelujah.
He stood at the bottom of the stairs looking up at her as if he wanted to eat her up, his body
A god, she thought finally, after a few moments of silent contemplation. Thor, or Adonis,
He had to be almost a foot taller than her five foot six inches and every inch of him—from his comfortably worn biker boots, to his faded jeans that were rubbed almost white
On a moonlit beach.
In the shower.
On the tiny porch outside her turret bedroom.
In her king-size bed that was far too big for just her.
Anywhere he wanted.
He smelled like the ocean and laundry just off the line. His nostrils flared, and she couldn't
She didn't have to wonder long.
"You smell like summer and good California pinot ," he said, "but most of all—" He leaned in a little closer and took a deep breath. "Mostly you smell like sex.
Hot, steamy, over-the-top-crazy sex."
"So do you," she muttered, stepping back a little as he smiled at her, obviously enjoying
He prowled toward her like a Bengal tiger after its prey, each step silent, his heavy boots
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