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Damaged
by Jeanne St. James

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Blurb:

Two scarred souls: one physically, one mentally. Both on the mend, hiding from their pasts...

Mace Walker can't wait to get home.

Being buried deep undercover for the past two years, on the most complex case of his career, has torn him down physically and mentally. Now the FBI agent has come home to recover after having his leg badly injured from a gunshot wound. Arriving home late one night, his relief is short-lived as he's faced with a stranger pointing a gun to his head, acting like he is the one who doesn't belong there!

Colby Parks, a biochemist at the local university, had come to town a year earlier to escape an abusive relationship. She vows never to put herself in that situation again.

Then the perfect opportunity comes along: house-sitting for Mace's sister while making the house she purchased habitable. But she couldn't anticipate this big snag: the one wearing the tight Levi's and worn leather jacket, looking like he had just escaped prison.

Being forced to share a house creates sparks between them in more ways than one. However, things take a turn when their pasts catch up to them, threatening to pull them apart forever.
Note:  This book was previously published under the title Banged Up but has been reedited for this release.

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Xcerpt:

Mace ran his hands down her arms and took the paintbrush from her fingers. After placing it on a lid, he turned her to face him. His large, warm hands cupped her cheeks. “I have fantasies of taking you on these drop cloths. In some of them, I paint designs all over your body, slowly swirling the brush in sensitive places, like your lips, your breasts, your—”
“Mace.” Her heart skipped, and a split second later, resumed beating violently. Warmth rushed between her legs, making her panties hot and damp. She needed him to touch her. She wanted his lips against hers, so male, so warm. Before she changed her mind, she pulled his head down to capture his mouth, smothering his sound of surprise.
He gripped the small of her back to press her against him. She couldn’t be more aware of his body, his desire clearly matching hers. She couldn’t deny how much she wanted him, especially when her body gave her away.
Trembling, she yanked the T-shirt from his jeans and slid her hands beneath the thin cotton, running them over the scorching heat of his chest. Her fingers followed the contours until she reached his small male nipples, her thumbs circling the tight nubs. The desire to rake her teeth against them overcame her; she wanted to hear a quick intake of breath when she nipped his skin. Maybe leave another love bite.
“This isn’t fair; I should be doing this to you. Take it off,” he ordered, his voice so gruff, it sounded nearly painful.
She didn’t hesitate to tear his shirt over his head and toss it aside. All the exercises he did kept his muscles hard and lean. Just to see them excited her; except now, she got to touch them, experience the searing smoothness of his skin, the roughness of the dark hair disappearing into his waistband.
He fingered the button on his jeans.
“No.” Colby stopped him, brushing his hands away. “Let me.”
He dropped his arms to his side, and his eyes became dark, clouded, as she released the top button and slowly slid the zipper down.
Mace growled softly when the back of her knuckles grazed his hard length. “Fuck. You’re going to kill me.” He grabbed her by the back of her arms and pulled her against him. “At least,” he murmured against her lips, “I’ll go with a smile.”
He lowered her down to the drop cloth, slowly following her, and unbuttoned the baggy work-shirt hiding her curves.
Colby closed her eyes for a moment as the air cooled her hot skin. She opened them when he released the clasp of her bra and then pulled it and her shirt off her arms. Mace knelt over her, staring at her breasts.
Then he grasped both of them with his hands and softly kissed each nipple. She arched her back, thrusting herself closer to his mouth, his lips, his tongue.
“So beautiful. You shouldn’t be allowed to wear clothes.”
His words made Colby shake her head in disbelief. She wondered how the University would react if she did lab work naked.
“No, forget that. I want no one to see you naked except me. I want to see every inch of you, every nook, every cranny.”
She shivered and became lost once again.
He buried his face between her breasts, murmuring, “Colby, stop me now if you have any doubts.”
She swept her tongue over her lips and whispered, “Mace, please…”
He paused.
“Touch me.”
Then his body molded against hers as he nuzzled her neck and nibbled her earlobe. Stroking the outer shell of her ear with his tongue, he murmured naughty ideas, making her head spin.
And she wanted to try every one of them.
He captured her lower lip between his teeth, tugging slightly, before kissing each corner of her lips. “Sweet…so sweet. I want to taste you everywhere.”
He released the buttons on her jeans, shucking them and her panties off with a practiced move. They were tossed into a corner, quickly followed by his own.
“Done that much?”
He stopped her words with his mouth, their tongues sparring fiercely. Colby’s nails dug into the skin of his back, while her hips danced against his. His cock, the head slick with precum, felt like hard steel encased in satin. She quickly forgot what she asked when his cock bumped, slid and bumped again against her hip. Her pussy opened wider, became wetter.
The roughness of his thumb stroking her nipple was enough to make her clench her thighs together to keep control. He pinched and plucked one, then the other, making her cry out. She pressed her lips against his throat and couldn’t stop herself—she sank her teeth into the corded muscles. His neck bowed, and he threw his head back, groaning. Then he shifted until his very ready cock was between her thighs, teasing, sliding against her swollen clit.
Before Mace, it had been a long time since she actually enjoyed sex, and she was determined to get pleasure from every second of it with him. She would take as much as he wanted to give. But she wanted to give back too, to savor every inch, every hard curve and every tight line of his body. She wouldn’t ignore those soft places either.
One hand left her breast and brushed against her wet curlsa slight brush that almost made her come. She ran her tongue over the teeth marks she left on his throat, and with a curse, he shoved two fingers deep within her, circling his thumb against her clit. Her back arched, and she cried out his name.
With a stroke to her swollen lips, she opened to him. And fingers were no longer enough; she needed more. “Fuck me,” she begged in a tortured moan. “Now. Please.”
He pinched her nipple harder and pulled out his slick fingers only to clench his fist around her braid, forcing her head back, exposing her vulnerable throat.
He licked along the hollow of her neck before leaning back to ask, “Are you ready?”
His grimace showed his fight for control, but he teased her. Teased her!
“Damn you!”
He still held back, his cock sliding along her thigh, twitching against her skin. “I want to make sure you’re ready.”
She reached down, grabbed his cock and drew him to her slick opening. She bared her teeth at him and demanded, “Now.”
From where he got it, she didn’t know, didn’t care, but he held up a condom and waved it in front of her face.
“Need something?” he teased.
She ripped the foil package out of his hand, tore it open with her teeth, and without even a hesitation, rolled it over his shaft, lingering for only a fraction of a second. She didn’t want his cock in her hand, she wanted it elsewhere.
After scooting back onto the drop cloth, she bent her knees and spread her thighs in anticipation as he settled between them. Between their bodies, she saw the head of his cock right there, against her opening, ready to take her.
She glanced up, wondering why he waited. Once she looked at him and their gazes held, he drove deep with a sharp tilt of his hips. Once. She waited for the second thrust.
When it didn’t come, she writhed and cried out, begging, but he refused to move. He stilled, buried deep within her. He sucked oxygen in a clear struggle to keep himself together.
However, only seconds ticked by before he relented and met every thrust of her hips with one of his ownover and over until he could bury himself no deeper. She dug her fingers into his ass, controlling his thrust, controlling the angle of his hips. When he brushed her sweet spot, she closed her eyes and screamed. Her climax pulsated from the center and exploded outward, and, within seconds, he joined her on the other side, his arms shaking and his body curving like an archer’s bow.
They were aware of nothing but each other, the resulting pain and pleasure. Colby closed her eyes, a shaky sigh escaping her. “Oh, my God,” she whispered.
“I think I saw him, too.”
Her eyes opened at his husky words, and she blinked to focus on him directly above her. He gave her a crooked smile before pushing himself up to relieve her of some of his weight.
She frantically grabbed his arm. “No, don’t go.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Colby. I’m exactly where I want to be. But I don’t want to crush you.”
Mace shifted onto his side beside her, breaking their intimate contact. She stretched leisurely, savoring the tightness of her hard-worked muscles and the dampness between her legs.
He caressed her braid and drew circles around her navel with the end of it. “It’s a mess.”
He tugged gently on it. “Next time, I want your hair loose so I can bury my hands in it. I want to feel the soft, silkiness against my skin. I want—”
“What about what I want?”
He propped his head in his hand and searched her face a moment before giving her a wide smile. “I’ll give you anything you want, everything you need.”
She trailed a finger down his damp chest, following the dark line of hair circling his navel. Then she reached up and undid her braid, slowly freeing the long, silky strands.
When she finished, she said to him in a husky voice, “I want you again. Now.”
His smile turned into a wicked grin. “I’ll do my best to comply.”
He pushed himself to his feet, and without a care, he went into the kitchen to dispose of the condom. When he returned, he paused in the doorway, clearly not ready for a second round.
Colby raised an eyebrow and gave him a meaningful look.
“Don’t worry. It won’t take me long.”
“Promises, promises.”
“Believe me. I have plans, and I came prepared.”
Apparently. Because after finding where his jeans landed earlier in his haste, he pulled a fresh condom and a small tube of something out of the pocket, and slowly approached the drop cloth where she still lazed. Even tired and boneless, she had an itch deep inside her only he could scratch. Magnificent when naked, his only flaw was his injury, and even that didn’t take anything away from him.
“Are you okay?” She eyed the tube which he had tossed to the side when he dropped to his knees. She was now curious about why he’d need that or what his “plans” were.
“I’m fine,” he responded. Though he probably wouldn’t admit if he wasn’t, she wouldn’t push it.
She crooked a knee up, breaking his view of her most intimate parts. He came over and settled on his knees between her legs. Putting a hand on each knee, he spread them apart. “Don’t hide yourself.”
“I wasn’t.”
He only shot her a look. He ran a finger up both sides of her inner thighs until they met in the middle, then slid his palms around to her hips. “Flip over.” He helped her turn over until she laid on her stomach, legs spread.
She didn’t need to see what he was doing; she just wanted to enjoy his touch. Lips brushed along the back of her knees up to the tops of her thighs. Teeth and tongue scraped along her ass cheeks, making her flex her muscles there. She heard his deep chuckle behind her. “Jesus, your ass is so sweet.” He palmed her cheeks and squeezed them together, the sensation making her even wetter.
Colby finally turned to peek at him when he yanked her hips up and back, leaving nothing of her to his imagination. He held her hips in place and just stared. And stared…until she became paranoid. Was something wrong with her?
She tried to wiggle away, but he gripped her harder. “Uh-uh.” He was no longer semi-erect. He released one hip just long enough to roll on a condom. “Keep your head down and point your pussy toward the ceiling.”
She tucked her head in her arms and bit her lip. She wanted him inside her already. What was he waiting for? “Are you going to fuck me or not?”
“Quiet.”
She smiled at his short answer. Then he pushed against her inner thighs, spreading her a little bit more. Still nothing. She released a long, frustrated breath, trying to keep the whimper from escaping her. If he didn’t fuck her soon, she would come just from anticipation!
When he slid between her ass cheeks, all the way up until his balls pressed against her pussy lips, she could no longer hold back the whimper. He did it againpulled back and then slid between her crease, pushing her buttocks together as he did. Though it was a sensation she never experienced before, him sliding across that forbidden place, it felt so good. But she would never, could never do that.
He slid over her again, her ass cheeks still pinned together, and he let out an explosive breath mixed with a curse. He released one cheek just long enough to plunge two fingers into her wet pussy, and before she could even fathom what happened, he pressed his now slick fingers to her anus, rubbing the natural lubricant over it, circling her tight hole with his large fingers.
She whimpered again, from fear, from anticipation, from want.
No. She couldn’t.
“It would be mine and mine only,” he said as if he could read her mind.
Closing her eyes, she bit her bottom lip harder. He started a rhythm again with his cock, sliding between her cheeks, brushing against her. And every pass he took, she relaxed a little more, loosening, wanting.
He stroked his tongue up her spine, making her shiver. “Do you want me?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me inside you?”
“Yes.”
“How badly?”
“I—”
“I will start in one and finish in the other.”
No. No. Ahhh.
He plunged his cock into her pussy, slamming his hips against her. Again and again, hard, deep, and she loved it. She could come just like that, but he changed his position, bending over her back, keeping his cock fully seated, while he reached around and grabbed her breasts.
With his shallow movements inside her, she came. He pinched her nipples, and she screamed, bucking against him, wanting him to fuck her even harder. But he was relentless, continuing the grinding movements deep within her. Rubbing her nipples, pinching, and just when she thought her orgasm was over, it wasn’t. She convulsed around him again, squeezing his cock. He would last longer this time, but she might just die of pleasure before he finished.
With a kiss to the back of her neck, he raised himself back up and took long strokes, reaching beneath her to circle her clit with his thumb. Again, she bucked wildly against him, but he wouldn’t stop. His other thumb ended up at her rear entrance, stroking with the same rhythm as the one at her clit.
A low, tortured moan escaped her. The thumb at her tight ring circled, circled, pressing harder and harder. His cock slid out of her, and he returned to sliding it between her cheeks—slow, careful strokes. His other thumb still played with her clit. He adjusted himself again behind her, and two fingers filled her pussy, keeping in time with the thrusts of his cock.
Colby rocked back and forth on her knees, her head still tucked in her arms on the floor. She knew what came next. She knew. But she didn’t even want to stop him.
Though he did. Just for a moment. Now she knew what the lube was for.
When he pulled back his hips to ready for another stroke, a slick finger slipped into her tight ring. She cried out and shuddered.
Mace tensed behind her, stopping his movement. A shudder ran through him as well. “Holy shit, you’re so tight. Are you going to let me in?”
Was she? She nodded against her arms.
“Colby…” He sounded as if he were in pain.
She couldn’t look at him, she couldn’t. Her heart was going to burst. “Yes! Yes! Do it!”
He slipped his finger back out, creating the strangest feeling. And before she could suck in another breath, the head of his cock was there, pressingslowly pushing, almost asking for permission from her body to enter. His command of “relax” sounded like it came from between gritted teeth. The cool sensation of lube being liberally applied against her heated skin made her jump.
But even so, she tried to relax, and when he stroked the insides of her pussy again with his fingers, she did automatically. The crown of his head broke through, and he slid slowly into her, stretching her, filling her.
His breathing became ragged and a drip of sweat fell onto the small of her back. For a fraction of a moment, he was fully seated inside her, his whole length deep within her. Then he gradually retreated, making her cry out.
“Are you hurting?”
“No…Fuck me.” It felt strange and new, but…good. He picked up a gentle pace. Knowing he wouldn’t go any faster drove her crazy. One of his hands controlled her, stopped her from impaling herself on him, while the other continued to fuck her pussy.
The buildup was slow this timeslow, but so intense, she screamed and tensed her whole body, tightening up on him. He took one more thrust, calling out her name as he spilled inside her.
He held her hips still until he recovered, then helped her down to the drop cloth as his cock slipped out of her.
Collapsing beside her, he took her into his arms and turned her to face him. He brushed a light kiss over her nose and sighed. “Tired?”
Colby could only nod slightly while she mentally did a body check.
“That was unbelievable.” He flopped onto his back and dragged her over his chest.
She tasted the saltiness of his skin, then rolled her eyes up to see him staring intently at her.
“Are you okay?”
She gave him a smile. More than okay. “Perfect.”

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About the Author:

JEANNE ST. JAMES is a bestselling erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK

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12 comments:

Jodi Marinch said...

enjoyed the excerpt

Latifa Morrisette said...

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Amanda P said...

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Kim B said...

How can you not love any of your books? Yes!!

Sarah Wathen said...

Great excerpt

Maria Dalmau said...

Awesome Excerpt ❤

Tori Valenzuela said...

Loved the excerpt!!

Amy Conlon said...

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Karen M said...

Thank you for sharing the "Damaged" excerpt.

Elaine Loggins said...

Absolutely wonderful.

Danyelle Wadsworth said...

Love this excerpt