It’s out! JENNY’S VOICE, the first book in my new Redheads & Ranchers Series, came out Tuesday.
Jenny Stone has been silent for the last two years, rendered mute by unimaginable trauma since the day her parents were brutally murdered and she was taken by ruthless crime boss Victor Sorkin. She’s been his ‘pet’ since that horrific day, his own personal good luck charm.
When she sees her chance to escape, she takes it, stowing away in the horse trailer of unsuspecting cowboy Cole Caldwell. When he finds her there, he’s torn between finding help for the terrified young woman and reassuring her that she’s safe with him.
Privately, Jenny and Cole feel the inexorable pull of attraction. But Cole knows Jenny’s been brutalized and he’ll be damned if he’ll take advantage of her in any way. And Jenny’s positive that the handsome rancher wouldn’t want anything to do with someone as damaged and used as she is.
But love is a funny thing, often finding a way in the most impossible of situations.
To celebrate the first weekend of its release, here’s a steamy little teaser from JENNY’S VOICE.
Late that evening, Cole sat in the leather chair in the corner of his bedroom, an open book resting on his lap. But he realized that he hadn’t read a line in the last fifteen minutes. His thoughts were on the day, on the possibility of new clients, on the delicious pot roast dinner…and on Jenny.He was falling in love with her, he knew it. And he felt the same from her. Theirs was such an odd situation, though. She was, for all intents and purposes, on the run. And no one except Cole knew who and where she was.
At some point, she’d have to agree to go to the authorities. Undoubtedly, there was an open investigation into her whereabouts. Not to mention the fact that she had insight into a serious criminal enterprise.
Cole sighed deeply as he scrubbed a restless palm across his mouth. He didn’t know what to do. So far, he’d done nothing. And inaction was action, wasn’t it?
A creak of a floorboard drew his attention to the hallway. Jenny stood uncertainly in his doorway. Her fingers were interlaced in front of her and she appeared to be wearing one of his long-sleeve dress shirts, the sleeves rolled about halfway up her arms.
He smiled softly. “Hi, Jenny. Everything okay?”
She nodded, staying where she was. “Yes. I didn’t mean to bother you.”
“You’re not bothering me. I’m not getting much reading done anyway. What do you need?”
Wordlessly, she padded on bare feet to where he sat. To say that he was surprised would be an understatement when she took his book and placed it on the bedside table, then slid onto his lap. He was almost positive that beneath his shirt, she wore nothing at all.
Consciously keeping his hands on the arms of the chair, he drew a shaky breath and met her eyes. “What’s going on, Jenny?” he asked softly.
She reached up with her left hand to cup his jaw and leaned forward, pressing her lips to his. He welcomed her kiss, matching her passion while struggling to hold back the desire that flared at her touch, her proximity.
“It’s okay,” she breathed as she broke the kiss. “You can touch me.”
Heart pounding in rhythm with the pulse in his burgeoning erection, Cole leaned back and gazed at her with hooded eyes. “Are you sure?”
She nodded, green eyes alight with desire.
He let out a long breath. “If we’re gonna do this, darlin’, you’re gonna set the pace. The last thing I want to do is to hurt or take advantage of you.”
She gave him a tender smile. “You’d never hurt me. I know that.” Leaning slightly forward, she took his hands from the chair arms and placed them on her bare ass.
Caressing her smooth flesh beneath his fingers, he pulled her closer, positioning her heated sex against the bulge in his jeans. She tucked her hair behind her ears and stared down at him, her green eyes sparkling.
Her fingers fluttered to the buttons of the dress shirt she’d appropriated and slowly, she unfastened them, revealing the hollow between the inner curves of perfectly shaped breasts, a smooth stomach, and a thatch of tight red curls where she rested against his hardness.
He shook his head slightly and swallowed hard. “Jesus, Jenny,” he breathed.
True to his word, he waited, allowing her to initiate another deep, languid kiss as she ground against him. She allowed the shirt to slip from her shoulders, and she moved his hands around to cup her firm, round breasts.
He lightly brushed his thumbs across her tight pink points and she gasped.
“Is that alright?” he murmured quickly.
She nodded. “Yes. Please, oh yes.”
He peered into her eyes, gauging her response.
“Cole?”
“Yes?”
“Will you please take me to bed?”
He hesitated. “Are you sure?”
She nodded, and he felt reassured. He held her tightly against him and stood, walking them the two steps to the bed where he gently lay her down. Jenny watched with heated interest as he shucked his grey t-shirt and jeans, leaving them where they fell.
Naked, he climbed into bed beside her, resting on his side and gazing at her tenderly. “You’re in charge, darlin’. What you say goes.”
A lone tear rolled down her cheek and he caught it with his finger. “I want you to make love to me,” she whispered.
He smiled softly. “Yeah?”
She nodded. “Yeah.”
Cole leaned in and captured her lips with his, pouring his passion through his kiss. She placed his hand on her hip and he took things from there, sliding his hand up to cup her breast once again, this time taking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and tugging gently, encouraging it to stand taut. Jenny moaned lightly.
Leaving her lips, he trailed kisses down the side of her neck. He slid his hand back down to her hip, and Jenny pivoted slightly, moving his hand to the needy space between her thighs.
Cautiously, he met her eyes. “Is this okay?”
“Yes, please,” she hissed.
Smiling, he cupped her sex, feeling the heat there. He increased the pressure, and Jenny moaned again as she pressed against his hand. Finding purchase with his fingertips, he began a slow circular path around her sensitive bud.
She arched against him, tightly fisting the sheets on either side of her body.
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
Pleased, Cole increased the pace of his circles, watching as Jenny’s face contorted with pleasure, delighting in the moment when she shattered against his hand.
Her body was still shuddering as he propped up on one elbow and drew his fingers lightly up her belly and between her breasts.
Breathless, she opened her eyes. He grinned down at her lovingly. “How was that?”
She nodded, panting. “It was…great, but…”
He frowned slightly, waiting to hear what she would say.
“I need you, Cole. Please.”
His heart hitched. “You’re sure?”
He saw the desire in her eyes. “Please,” she whispered.
Nodding, he reached into the drawer of the bedside table and removed a foil packet. Hesitating a moment, he checked the date printed on the back, sighing with relief. It was still good for another three months.
A glance back at Jenny showed him she was watching him carefully. “I’ve had these a while,” he laughed. “Just checking to make sure they’re still good.”
She reached for him. “Hurry.”
He slid between her legs and held himself over her. “With pleasure.” With that, he plunged his lips to hers, devouring her this time, delighting in the fact that she matched his fervor. Pausing, he used his teeth to rip open the foil packet then roll the condom over his ready cock.
Watching her face, he parked himself at her entrance. “Ready?”
She nodded, sliding her hands up his sides to rest them on his back, and he gently pressed forward, just breaching her entrance. He felt her contract around him, and he ventured further.
“Oh, yes,” she hissed in his ear.
He continued forward until he was buried to the root. There, he stayed still, feeling her acclimate to his length and girth. His skin prickled in goosebumps as she lightly nipped up the side of his neck to his earlobe, which she sucked sensuously.
Unable to resist, he rocked his hips back and plunged in again, this time earning a gasp from Jenny. Emboldened, he pumped in earnest, feeling her walls tighten even as her breathing came in sharp bursts.
“I’m almost there, Jenny,” he murmured into her ear. “This is what you do to me. Come on, darlin’, come with me.”
Just as he felt his release nearing the point of no return, she cried out, shuddering in pleasure. It was all he needed to tip him over the edge of his own climax as with one more thrust, he held himself deep within her, pouring out his essence.
Still trembling, he lowered himself beside Jenny, carefully disengaging from her. He padded to the bathroom to take care of the condom, then returned to the bed, gently gathering her to himself. Her eyes were closed, and she was still breathing hard. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.
JENNY’S VOICE by Pandora Spocks
Pandora Spocks 