Lessons In Forever
Widowed Rachel Halson finally wants to experience all things sexual and Detective Mitch Lang is just the man to teach her. It's supposed to be just sex, but when casual begins to feel like commitment they must decide if what they have is actually worth fighting for.
Warning: This book contains a sexy hero who knows how to make his woman scream in bed, on a table, against a wall, on the floor... More
Widowed at a young age, Rachel Halson has spent the last 20 years as the ultimate mother, volunteer and picture-perfect good girl—and she’s had enough. Now she wants to experience all things sexual. The only problem is that Rachel’s not sure she has it in her; fortunately, that changes the instant she meets Detective Mitch Lang.
Mitch is gruff, demanding and definitely not the type to break in a mild-mannered homemaker from Wyoming. However, after one taste of her, Mitch finds he wants nothing more than to teach the lovely Miss Halson all the naughty things he can do to her in his bed.
Luckily, Mitch and Rachel both want the same thing—sex. No strings, no emotions, just hot, wild sex . . . and lots of it.
But when casual begins to feel like commitment and a dirty cop threatens their relationship, Mitch and Rachel must decide if what they have is actually worth fighting for.
Warning: This book contains a mature sexy, alpha male hero who knows how to make a curvy woman scream in bed, on a table, against a wall, on the floor and anywhere else he pleases. Its spicy sex scenes may be too hot for some to handle, and there’s no lack of four-letter words. Luckily one of them is 'love'.
Read an Excerpt:
"You know that I can’t last longer than a few minutes when you decide to ride me. You know all you need to know, Rachel, because that’s what this is between us. Sex. Just sex, and you’ve been getting your fill of it.”
“Not for the past two days,” she snapped, before she could stop the words from spilling out.
A lazy, seductive smile transformed Mitch’s face.
“Is that what this is about, baby?” he asked, stalking slowly towards her. “You’re in a snit ‘cause your pussy’s feeling lonely? You don’t need Simpson for that, sweet thing. I can rectify that right now.”
The predatory gleam in his eyes had Rachel backing away, but he followed, stalking her.
“No, thanks,” Rachel insisted, placing her hands on his chest in an effort to keep him at bay.
Mitch was still angry when he effortlessly picked Rachel up and pinned her against the wall with his body weight. “You want to know more about me, sweetheart?” he growled against her ear. “Well, here’s something you might not know about me. I’ve fantasied for weeks about fucking you hard and fast against a wall—hearing you scream my name and begging me to let you come.” He tightened his hold on her. “It’s time to see if the reality lives up to my fantasy.”
Before she could object, Mitch had his mouth on hers, bruising her as he pushed past her lips and devoured every inch of her mouth. He leaned further into her, ensuring she’d stay pressed between his barrel chest and the wall, leaving his hands free to explore her body. He touched her everywhere all at once. He grabbed her hair, her ass, her hips, her tits, her legs, anywhere he could reach to bring their bodies in closer contact...