Liam & Tria’s story continues in Trapped!
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Blurb
Bizarre rituals on a remote island in
Maine.
My crazy neighbor lying naked in the
produce section of a grocery store.
The sting of a knife as it slices through
my flesh.
Now I know why they say life is never
easy.
The soft touch of Tria’s hand against my
chest is the only thing that keeps me going, but there are consequences. As a
fighter, I should be able to deal with anything life throws at me, but there is
one circumstance I simply can’t handle.
I only have one coping mechanism: a tube
around my arm and a needle in my vein.
Excerpt
I felt my body tighten at her touch, and my skin
tingled as her fingers moved over my chest and down to my abs. She took one finger and slid it over the
ridge of each muscle. I caught her under
her chin with my fingers and brought her mouth back to mine.
Open mouthed, I moved from her lips, up the line of
her jaw, to her ear, and back again.
With my free hand, I crept from her hip up her side, and my thumb
stroked the skin of her stomach. I felt
her hand over mine.
I started to pull away, assuming her intent was to
tell me to stop, but her grip on my fingers tightened. Opening my eyes, I looked down at her and
watched her tongue dart out over her lips before she slowly pushed my hand
upwards.
“You sure?” I breathed, hating myself for even
asking the question instead of jumping on the opportunity. In response, Tria rose up just enough to pull
her shirt up over her head.
My cock tried to jump right through the material of
my jeans to tit fuck her right there in her bra.
I had to physically restrain myself from the action
as she settled back above me on her knees.
The bra itself wasn’t unfamiliar—I’d seen all of her clothes in the
drawers before—but having the lacy white material wrapped around her smooth
breasts laid out before me was completely different.
I sat up and moved her with me until she was flat on
her back on the couch, and I was hovering over her. I moistened my lips as I gazed down at the
pale flesh before me with only a slight curve visible at the top of the lacy
front.
As slowly as I could endure, I traced her skin from
the edge of the thin strap around her shoulder and down to the mound of flesh
against the lace edge. Barely touching
her, I outlined from one edge over the curve, down into the slight dip, and
back over again. My fingertip completed
the trek back up to her other shoulder, and then began to make its way down
again.
Once it hit the center of the dip again, I fanned
out my fingers—still keeping my touch ultra-light—and stroked slowly toward the
outside of her breast. I could feel my
own breathing increasing in tempo with hers as I touched her through the thin
material. I mimicked the motion with my
other hand and the other breast, leaning in to kiss her shoulder as I moved.
CAGED Series Reading Order
Takedown (Book One) Caged Series
Trapped (Book Two) Caged Series
Released (Book Three) Caged Series
About the Author:
Shay Savage lives in Cincinnati, Ohio
with her family and a variety of household pets. She is an accomplished public
speaker, and holds the rank of Distinguished Toastmaster from Toastmasters
International. When not writing, she enjoys science fiction movies,
masquerading as a zombie, is a HUGE Star Wars fan, and member of the 501st
Legion of Stormtroopers. When the geek fun runs out, she also loves soccer in
any and all forms - especially the Columbus Crew, Arsenal and Bayern Munich -
and anxiously awaits the 2014 World Cup. Savage holds a degree in psychology,
and she brings a lot of that knowledge into the characters within her stories.
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