I’m the best operator in the entire agency. The plum assignments—always mine. So when an American heiress goes missing, I’m the guy they call to get her back. Rescuing Collette Stanford is my mission. What I do to her after that is purely up to me, as long as she makes it back to the States in one piece. I’ll kill the bad guys, get the girl, and get a little taste of what the heiress has to offer. None of this is negotiable. I’m Cash Remington, and I never miss.
Move over James Bond there's a new agent in town and his name is Cash Remington!!!
"GET IN, GET OUT, GET IT DONE"
This is a Short Read with Danger, Intrigue, Suspense and a Sexy as Sin Agent.
"I'm an agent, not a spy.
I'm definitely a spy."
Cash is the best agent for the job of rescuing the heiress Collette she is the daughter to the richest man in the country who owns a tech company.
And Cash Never misses his mark.
This story is fast paced and a fun sexy steamy read with twists and turns, get ready do delve into the life of a spy and enjoy the ride!!!!
From the lady herself
"This book stars an alpha male who never misses. It's full of sex and violence. It's an erotica adventure, not a romance."
I'm looking forward to the next Adventure in this New Series named Sexy Dreadfuls based on the 19th Century sensationalised serials dubbed Penny Dreadfuls. With Cash Remington Reappearing in different scenarios soon.
Cash Remington and the Rum Run
“Collette.” I strip my shirt off and toss it onto the vanity as she walks in hesitantly, her head bowed and her eyes down. “Take the jacket off and get in the bath.”
Her shyness only taunts the beast inside me. I want her naked, showing me all her secrets and yielding to my every desire. My eyes are desperate to see all of her again, my hands over-eager to touch her soft skin. I turn the knob and stop the pour of steaming hot water.
“But you’re in here.” Her voice is so soft, like a rose petal, and color rises in her cheeks.
I strip my boxers off and walk to her. She looks up now, to avoid seeing my erection. I smile at her bashfulness as I slide my hands down the lapel of my jacket she’s still wearing. I undo the buttons as she stares at me, her eyes fearful, but also full of a heat that I want to stoke until she’s a raging fire. The jacket slides to the floor with a little push.
And now it’s just Collette and me. Nothing else between us. I tip her chin up and taste her lips for the first time. She’s tentative, unsure. I run my hand up her smooth back and tangle my fingers in her hair. Giving a slight tug, I pull her head back and slant my mouth over hers. That gets her hands on me, where I want them.
I run my tongue along the seam of her lips, daring her to open them for me. Her hands travel to my chest, my abs, and then to my back. Her breasts press into me, the tips hard and tantalizing. I need them in my mouth, but I want her surrender first. All of it. I want her to give me her virginity like a gift, something to treasure and keep, and I also need her submission. With the way she melts under my touch, I know I’ll have everything I want, and
soon.
Celia Aaron is the self-publishing pseudonym of a published romance and erotica author. She loves to write stories with hot heroes and heroines that are twisty and often dark. Thanks for reading.
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