Thursday, July 11, 2013

Spotlight: Jess Buffett

Jess Buffett was born and raised in New South Wales, Australia. She married her high school sweetheart and they live on the Central Coast with their two children. Jess is a hopeless romantic who loves stories about true love that sizzle with a happy ending—which is probably a good thing given what she writes. She is a huge fan of M/M and M/F romance—anything with hunky men in all their glory, whether they be shifters, vampires, cowboys, or the boy next door. Jess is a firm believer in soul mates, happily-ever-afters, and love at first sight, but that sometimes people need a second or a third meeting for the brain to catch up. 

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Joshua Kell signs a deal that will set his ranch up for life and then spends the night with the woman of his dreams. Waking up alone, he returns home, nursing a broken heart.

Brianna Evans struggles to overcome a horrific trauma. After two years, she's finally taking back control of her life, but she panics when she wakes up next to Josh.

Bri has to find him again, and when she does, hopes he'll understand and forgive her for running. She wants the chance to be happy again. But when a ghost from her past threatens to take everything away, Bri has to trust her cowboy will stop at nothing to keep her safe.


God, she suddenly wanted nothing else. She allowed him to pull her onto the bed beside him. Josh rolled them, holding himself above her. Leaning down, he delivered a series of soft kisses along her jaw, leading to her lips. They parted on a lustful moan and Josh took full advantage, slipping his tongue in and tangling it with hers.
Pulling back, he panted, "I won't let him near you, I swear."
"I know. Please… help me forget," she pleaded, pulling him back down.
He kissed her leisurely, whispering, "Not allowed to forget this time."
"Josh," Bri gasped as he leaned down to kiss the tender flesh of her neck.
His hands slid up and down her sides, moving higher and higher until he reached the curve of her breasts. A deep moan spilled out when Josh finally brought them around to cup her mounds.
"Josh. Please, yes…" she whispered.
Josh traced his tongue over her throat, then to her ear, nipping at it lightly. Her breath caught when he plucked at first one, then the other nipple through the flimsy material of her gown. Her legs drew up around his waist, holding him more firmly to her. Josh continued to knead her flesh, his hands abruptly drifting downwards, leaving her feeling bereft. She groaned in disappointment.
Her moan turned into a gasp when he grabbed the hem of the nightie and yanked it up and off of her. Hooking his fingers into the cotton of her panties, he pulled back long enough to slide them down and off her legs before settling back into place. She now lay naked and exposed, and she revelled in the feel of his body on top of her. A small cry left her lips when he slipped a hand between her parted legs, his fingers stroking at her folds. It had been so long.
Feeling her ready for him seemed to snap his control and Josh abruptly sat up. He undid the button of his jeans, shoving them down his hips, taking his briefs with them. He kneeled between her legs, bare as she, his shaft leaking as it stood at its full length. He had to be at least nine inches. Lying on top of her, he dipped his head, his hot breath on her breast. She moaned when his mouth claimed her erect nipple, and she shuddered, clutching him tighter when he closed over the small nub and began to suck, sending shock waves of pleasure and excitement rippling through her.
Her need for him grew when his hand found its way lower and he pressed against the wet folds of her pussy again, this time parting them and finding her swollen clit. Stroking her with his thumb, he slid two fingers inside of her.
She cried out his name, "Josh!"
"God, you're so wet. So ready for me already," he groaned, thrusting his fingers deep.
"Yes. Please, I'm so ready. Take me, now," she demanded. She couldn't stand it anymore, she needed him now.
"Yes. Now," he rasped and positioned himself and drove into her.
Bri screamed out in ecstasy as she came.
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Heat circled his cock and Bri tightened around him, her juices sliding down his length. He'd found heaven, inside this woman. Her body fit him like a glove, squeezing his prick as if to keep him inside her. Bri mewled and bucked underneath him as she lifted her own hips up to meet his. He slowly withdrew, only to plunge back in again, over and over. On his next thrust he shifted forward so he rubbed against her sensitive nub.
"Oh, god, Josh. Harder, please. Oh, god. Yes," she cried.
Bri clutched at his shoulders, her nails scoring his flesh when she urged him on.
He laughed breathlessly as he obeyed her wishes again and again, her pleasure clear on her face. He picked up the pace, thrusting harder and faster, until he wouldn't last much longer. Not willing to allow himself release until she had hers again, he slipped a hand between them, pinching her clit at the same moment he thrust in hard. Bri cried out her climax and her muscles contracted around him, ripping an orgasm out of him.
Stiffening above her, his head reared back and he roared, "Mine."

When he had nothing left, Josh rolled to the side, taking her limp form with him so she lay splayed across his chest. Lying sated in more ways than one, he felt whole and complete for the first time since he had woken up in the hotel bed all alone. Josh swore to anyone listening, that he would protect her. 

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