My heroes are the first and most important reasons you should buy this book now! And I hope I’ve provided enough of a tease to convince you. If not, let me try again.

You’ve already met Cody and Joe—and you’ve had a glimpse of Logan—but wouldn’t you like a much closer look?

Beware, this excerpt might be too hot for work!

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Night Watch

Schoolteacher Amy Keating never planned to be a voyeur, but one innocent glance into deputy Logan Ross’s bedroom window has her hooked. Now she’s into a world of sexual play she never knew existed…

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She raised the lens cap dangling on a string to cover the end of the telescope, then glanced back inside the room.

Logan had returned.

Her hand paused mid-air, the lens cap falling from numb fingertips. He was still completely nude, and pacing the room like a caged tiger.

Everything about him oozed frustration. From the jerky, heavy movements of his naturally graceful body to the erection that hadn’t waned.

He disappeared for a moment, and then stepped into her view again, straps dangling from his fingers.
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Yesterday at After Midnight Fantasies, I introduced you to the first yummy hero in this anthology, Cody Westhofen. Today, let’s visit with Deputy Sheriff Joe Chavez.

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Welcome to Honkytonk, the hottest town in Texas—thanks to its adventurous women, irresistible men, and sizzling sex…

Bound and Determined
Bar owner Tara Toomey is in the mood to serve bad boy Cody Westhofen more than a drink. What better way to capture his attention—and more—than to kidnap him for a wanton weekend? Tied to Tara’s bed, Cody is more than willing to cooperate…

Breezy Ridin’
When Joe Chavez and a sheriff’s deputy pull over a speeding motorcycle, it’s no surprise the county judge’s naughty daughter Sarah Michelson is behind the wheel—naked. And when she bribes them with a threesome, all laws are suspended as the men prepare for the ride of their lives…

Night Watch
Schoolteacher Amy Keating never planned to be a voyeur, but one innocent glance into deputy Logan Ross’s bedroom window has her hooked. Now she’s into a world of sexual play she never knew existed…

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A hot breeze toyed with a strand of hair lying across her breast, but Sarah Michelson wasn’t about to flick it away now. She was already in deep shit and wondering whether she should pour on the syrup and sweet talk the two officers striding her way.
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Tough and rough, tall and dark, these are men a woman never forgets. Experience pleasure like no other in the arms of a cowboy…

“Hot Blooded” by Delilah Devlin
Rancher Adam Youngblood is always happy to help a damsel in distress. But before he’ll pull the sweetly curvaceous and fiercely independent Cass McIntyre to safety, he demands promises of unconditional sexual surrender…

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Sunlight broke through the clouds by mid-afternoon. Although the rain had stopped an hour before, chaos still reigned in the park as the rivers continued to rise. All the low water crossings were impassible. Climbers and hikers all along the trails had been stranded. When the Canyon Volunteer Fire Department called the ranch, Adam Youngblood bit back a curse.

The last place he wanted to be today was anywhere near the park and one particular little park ranger. But he headed straight for the headquarters building near the entrance of the park where the rangers had organized search parties to rescue stranded campers and hikers.

Mavis Benson who manned the information desk sidled close to him with a clipboard in her hands. “Adam,” she said hesitantly.

“What do you need, sweetheart?”

“We have a situation.”

He glanced at the organized chaos around him and nodded his head. “We certainly do.”

She pulled at his shirtsleeve and tilted her clipboard toward him. “Cass—Fortress Cliff—0800” was scribbled in purple ink. “She hasn’t checked back in.”

Adam didn’t want to care. In fact, he hated the way his belly knotted at that piece of news. “Have you sent anyone to check it out?”
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Do you think you can stand one last tease without reaching through the computer to strangle me? No? Well, that’s too damn bad. This is kinda fun prolonging your agony.

Do you know, before I wrote my first menage, I worried about whether I could do it. I mean, there’s all those moving body parts to keep track of, and a good love scene has to work like a well-lubricated engine—humming powerfully along. I think I’ve got the hang of it at last. 😉

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The men began moving in tandem, Bruno sliding out as Cord thrust in, then coming back as Cord withdrew. The motions were gentle, restrained—the two masculine frames pressed so close she could feel their tension radiating through her.

They built her arousal slowly until she began to writhe between them, her thigh clasping Cord’s hip tighter, her breaths growing deeper, rasping loudly. She pressed her face into the corner of his shoulder. “I need more,” she whispered. “Harder, deeper…please.”

Low, sexy laughter surrounded her, and Jane smiled against Cord’s damp skin. Their thrusts quickened, sharpened, deepening until she bit her lips to still the groans that clawed at the back of her throat to slip out.

“It’s okay,” Bruno rasped. “Let go, baby. Sweet fuck, you’re so goddamn tight.” His thrusts quickened, out of synch now with Cord’s.

Cord’s fingers combed through her hair, tugging to tilt back her head. His kiss was hard, but not nearly as fierce as the thrusts he delivered, his cock stroking deep, his whole body tensing, the muscles of his back, abs and thighs turning to hot stone against her as he powered into her.

I know, much too short. Wahaha! (That’s my maniacal laugh.)

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I can’t resist torturing you just a little bit more… Cord and Jane are sitting naked on a bed together where Bruno left them alone.

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“So why’d you agree to come?”

She ducked her head. “I’m attracted to Bruno. He asked.” His soft sigh made her feel mean. “Not that you’re not handsome. I just never would have considered something like this.”

“And now that you have considered?”

“There really hasn’t been time to think about it. Bruno insisted I come now.”

“And you’re going to do what he asks? Anything he asks?”
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Bruno read the panic in Cord’s gaze. Too bad. He’d felt Cord’s tongue and lips all over his cock, no way was he going to let Cord deny anything had happened or that he hadn’t loved it.

The way Cord’s cock strained upward, hard, glistening, added to the slick trail of pre-cum drying on his own thigh, was proof Cord had been carried away.

Bruno took a deep breath and lifted his hand, placing it on the swell of Jane’s hip. He gave her an affectionate squeeze, then glided his hand past her and wrapped his fingers around Cord’s cock, cinching them firmly around his shaft.

Cord grew rigid. “Bruno…,” he groaned, “don’t…”

Jane’s head lifted and she stared at Bruno’s hand as he began to pump hard on Cord’s cock. “I wouldn’t have guessed you guys like it so rough.” Bruno nearly grinned. Jane wasn’t concerned that he appeared to be jerking off another man—she was curious about how he was doing it.

Here’s a sneak peek at Texas Men, my February release from Kensington.

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Welcome to Honkytonk, the hottest town in Texas—thanks to its adventurous women, irresistible men, and sizzling sex…

Bound and Determined
Bar owner Tara Toomey is in the mood to serve bad boy Cody Westhofen more than a drink. What better way to capture his attention—and more—than to kidnap him for a wanton weekend? Tied to Tara’s bed, Cody is more than willing to cooperate…

Breezy Ridin’
When Joe Chavez and a sheriff’s deputy pull over a speeding motorcycle, it’s no surprise the county judge’s naughty daughter Sarah Michelson is behind the wheel—naked. And when she bribes them with a threesome, all laws are suspended as the men prepare for the ride of their lives…

Night Watch
Schoolteacher Amy Keating never planned to be a voyeur, but one innocent glance into deputy Logan Ross’s bedroom window has her hooked. Now she’s into a world of sexual play she never knew existed…

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Note for Readers: You must be of legal age in your country of origin to read this excerpt.

A hot breeze toyed with a strand of hair lying across her breast, but Sarah Michelson wasn’t about to flick it away now. She was already in deep shit and wondering whether she should pour on the syrup and sweet talk the two officers striding her way.

She’d been driving without her headlight, following the pale gray thread of road she’d driven since she’d graduated to adulthood until she hit the winding canyon and had to flip it on. A quick drive-by of the bar and she would have proven she was still the reigning bad girl of Honkytonk.

Then she’d seen the glint of metal at the side of the road and throttled down.

Damn, who knew she’d run into a speed trap on little ole Amman Road?

“Ma’am, I’ll need to see your license and registration.”

Sarah squinted against the spotlight aimed at her from the squad car parked beside the sawhorse barrier and shot a glare at the deputy who’d halted beside her. That glare was signature “Sarah” and would have had most men backing up half a dozen paces. To his credit, Joe Chavez didn’t flinch, but neither did he crack a smile.

So that’s the way he wanted to play it. She could pretend there wasn’t a thing unusual about this particular traffic stop, too. “Officer, I seem to have misplaced it,” she said, dropping her voice to a sultry purr.

“Forgot a few other things as well,” the other deputy Logan Ross drawled, coming close enough she could make out his features in the bright light.

What were they—a tag team?
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