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John

     A heavy  aroma of cowboy cookies wafted in the air, causing my stomach to grumble for a taste.   But the sexy vision standing at the counter mixing the next batch made my cock twitch, wanting to eat her more.  
   Pinning her between my legs from behind I wrapped my arms around her small waist, pulling her up against my stiff rod so she could feel what she was doing to me.   What she always did to me. 
      I planted a kiss against the side of her neck.  Then whispering in the husky voice that I was well aware turned her on I said, “ Thanks for baking my favorite cookies, babe, but I don’t think I’ll get to eat them until later.”
     With eyes that always read me we locked gazes.  She gave her ass a shimmy against my now throbbing bulge.
     “Why?” She asked with a coy smile on her face.  “Is there something that needs taking care of ?”  She breathed, biting her lip in wait of my response.
     After spinning her to face me I bent down so our lips could  meet, sweeping a long, slow kiss inside her welcoming mouth.  The taste of cookie dough riled me up to the point of madness forcing me to take her right there.
     “Fuck, Bauers.  Are you listening to me?”  George’s gruff voice brought me out of an old memory that I would do anything to get back.
     “No, I got tired of hearing  your sorry ass bitch. Say it again?  Where did Luke go?”
George blew off my question about Luke and continued.  “Grace.  She keeps bothering me to help hook up our friend.  Why are you such a pansy ass and never go out?” 
     “Fuck off, Mancini.  I had so much pussy back in the day the mayor asked to dip my dick in gold and put it on display.  I’m over that shit.  I told you, I don’t play anymore.”  I answered, pulling out the foot rest of my recliner to raise my feet, while folding my arms behind me head.
     “Just what I thought, a fucking pansy.”  George grumbled shaking his head.  “One day I’ll get your ass to go out with us, Killer.”  Pulling his cell out of his pocket George started typing like a mad man, with fingers so big it made you wonder how he ever hit the correct keys.
     Before I could ask about  Luke again he stormed in from the ambulance bay.
     “Alright, mother fuckers, since I have to be stuck here working with all you assholes on Easter I’m making you pricks hunt for eggs, lets go.”  Luke said fanning his arms up and down for us to obey him.
     “Sure, if you say so.”  I mumbled, flinging the recliner back to its upright position, standing up.  My reply was more for George’s benefit than Luke, but neither guy seemed to care.  I had given up on finding the girl of my dreams so it didn’t matter who they wanted me to meet.
    
     

          


    
    
        
     
    
    
     

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[image error]  It took all my power to not pound my throbbing cock into her while she was in the middle of her orgasm.

 I was so hard for her I wanted to blow my load. The only thing that helped me control
myself was to lean my forehead against her temple and talk to her as I jerked my cock to relieve some

 of the pain.  She had me so hot my cock was already drenched in pre-cum, but I refused to rush. 

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                                  Release date May 1 2013                           Many thanks to JB McGee and Indie Pixel Studio for making this gorgeous cover and so much more. 







                                        

                          What is so interesting about me The mid-west has been my home my entire life.  Make that the same state, Illinois.  I even lived in the same house the first twenty three years of my life until I moved out.  I am married with three young daughters that are always into something.I work a part time job in the medical field.  I have been lucky enough to have been doing it for almost 15 years.  The stories I could tell would probably amaze you.  They are almost as entertaining as Finding Faith, but not quite.This journey started out as a hobby to keep me busy while my husband is at work. Not that the kids don't do a good job, but at night I get bored while he's gone.  I wrote a YA Paranormal novel that is still sleeping, waiting for me to do something with it, but John and Faith called to me.  I really don't know what it is but their story took over and I have to get it out.  I fell in love with them and have to share in hopes that you all fall in love with them as much as I have.

          The first book in the Angel's of Fire Series.                                                            Finding Faith          



Faith Connolly moved away, determined to start a new life for herself, leaving everything behind. Years later, in turmoil from a love gone bad and accusations of theft swirling around her, a relationship is the last thing Faith wants, especially with the new fireman.

John Bauers’ life turns upside down when the love of his life deserts him with not so much as a warning. Then tragedy strikes. Missing the chance to be with the girl who stole his heart, John roams aimlessly, taking advantage of women, not caring who he hurts. But a night out with the guys changes everything.

Faith may have run but her past refuses to let her go.


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