Sweeter Than This
Interracial Erotic Romance Suspense
With her best friend murdered, the man believed to be partly responsible under the nose of her gun and a stranger looming in the shadows out for blood, Officer Elle Taylor is running out of time and people to trust. Will Elle risk crossing the line between attraction and revenge to take help from an unexpected source, before the murderer strikes again and leaves her life in flames?
Durant Kane is no stranger to trouble, especially the kind that comes with a gun trained on his face and an angry woman attached. But Elle's something different, something unexpected and sweeter. He never could have imagined coming to feel so deeply about her, even f his own disastrous path in relationships hadn't left him so wary. But he'll have to take the risk if he doesn't want to lose the woman he's come to realize he can't even think of living without.
Everyone had a guilty pleasure. Some gave in once and could walk away afterward. Others became a slave to it. Given the wicked spasms pulsating between Officer Elisha "Elle" Taylor's thighs, the deciding factor of which side she fell on was clear.
Seeing Durant Kane again cracked open her wall of defense. Elle gritted her teeth as she waited on her coffee. Her usual early morning joint was filled with commuters and the normal hum of conversations and steady traffic. Her eyes traveled slowly over the handsome man standing at the entrance of the diner. His golden skin, brilliant blue eyes, and cropped blond hair gave him the air of a playboy. sophistication and confidence outlined every move he made.
The knowing gleam Elle knew all so well in his eyes matched his smooth-talking ways. Although it hadn't taken much talking for her to end up in his bed. The dark designer suit lined his tall, muscular frame with contemporary style, as did the black quarter-length coat he was shrugging out of. She noted the same potency registered with several of the men Durant stood with as he gazed occasionally at traffic. They seemed intent on his every word. She was addicted to him in all the ways that shouldn't matter to a cop, but as a full-blooded woman--that was a different story.
Elle turned her head just as Durant looked in her direction, a slow smile tugging at the corner of his lips. She snapped her head around. Where the hell is that coffee? She needed to be on the road and not recounting the ways he'd made her come a year ago. Knowing that he still had the ability to captivate her attention made her blood boil. Lines had been crossed, dotted, and underlined in Durant's company.
Guilty pleasures...Elle knew of them; she was experiencing one right now. The swipe of his tongue across his lips made her stomach clench. She balled her fist and turned back around to face the counter. Moments later, she felt the brush of his hand grave her lower back. She didn't dare turn around, and with the steady stream of people roaming around in the diner, no one would notice that Durant was standing inappropriately close behind her. The heat from his breath fanned the back of her neck.
"Excuse me, Officer. So rude of me to reach over you." He leaned forward, grabbing a menu.
"I should shoot you."
She could hear the smile in Durant's whispering voice. "A pleasure to see you as well, Elle."
Her eyebrows rose, despite the sexual intensity spreading throughout her body. "I doubt your associates would see it that way."
Durant chuckled. "That's why they're waiting in the car." The sound of his laughter was rich and filling, just as he'd been when their bodies had intertwined together.
Elle squeezed her thighs, standing stiffly. "Perfect, a henchmen who does delivery."
"I try to be as accommodating as possible to my employees and otherwise."
Elle grunted. "Is that what you're calling it these days?"
"There are many names I have for what I want to do to you." He leaned forward, the hard wall of his chest pressed against her back. An innocent onlooker would only see a man perusing the menu and not the sensual heat ricocheting between them.
Samara King is the author of eighteen multi-genre works within romance fiction in novel and novella lengths as well as poetry. Writing romance has been a part of Samara's world since her days of sneaking to the back of the library in grade school with a love story in tow; soon after, she wrote her own.
She was a Poet of the Year nominee in 2011 by African Americans on the Move Book Club and is a current member of The Romance Writers of America, several sister RWA chapters, and Sisters In Crime. Samara has penned stories for Totally Bound, Cobblestone Press, Loose Id, sexy mobile reads for Ether Books, and also writes under her co-produced self-publishing entity, Crimson Whispers with author Shonell Bacon.
Samara previously co-hosted SoundNoff, a poetic format for poets and spoken word artists and hosted InCharacterN10, a former showcase for authors on Blogtalkradio.com/samaraking. Her newest endeavor is On The Hush, a monthly book column at MsNixInTheMix.com that focuses on relational issues. Samara's first poetry collection, The Ebony Kryptonite, was well received and was followed with Stripped Barefoot, a sultry mix of poetry and spoken word, which went on to reach #20 in Chicago's Top 40 on Reverbnation in September 2013. Her next poetic endeavor, The Naked The Bare is slotted for late 2014. To find out more about Samara's poetry visit: http://reverbnation.com/samaraking or listeners may also find her on Spotify.
Currently, Samara is hard at work on her next romance series, as well as a new co-written mystery, Mama Has A Brand New Bag.