April Vine: Early Sins (Dangerous Games Book 0) By Jennifer Bene

Jennifer Bene is here today with her great new book, Early Sins (Dangerous Games Book 0)!

There are some things in life that only a bullet will fix.

Before Camille Devereaux knew how to kill, before she could even hold a gun - she was a tortured girl with a dark past and only one purpose in life. To destroy the men who had taken her.

When she walked into his world Smith wasn't sure what to expect from the tiny, blonde waif - but it definitely wasn't the sharp-tongued anger eating her alive. Determined, beautiful, and destined for catastrophe if he doesn't intervene - Smith takes her in.

As he guides her deeper and deeper into a world of brutal training, bullets, and blood she discovers that this gun-toting, male model gorgeous, guardian angel of death might just be her only hope at vengeance. But their constant companionship is more than professional, and the tension between them is growing as fast as her skill, and there's only so much Smith can do to ignore his own feelings as Camille ticks off the names on her list one by one.

Discover the dark history that started the world of 'Dangerous Games' in this exciting, sexy, action-packed, erotic thriller that will keep you turning pages to find out what happens next!

“Like the view?” She peeked at him over her shoulder, and he spanked her, but she didn’t even flinch. Camille actually planted her hands on the wall and thrust her ass out further.

“Did you like that?” He asked and ran his hands around to her front, teasing her nipples until they grew hard against his fingertips.

“Yes…” she purred, bowing her back to press her breasts more firmly into his hands.

Mine.

The possessiveness he’d felt the night before when he’d seen that rich bastard flirting with her surged again, and he knew that now that he’d had her – there was no way he could let her go. Her age, her history, her steel inner core that made her impossibly stubborn and incredibly powerful, it was all just more of her, and he couldn’t get enough. “Have I mentioned that you’re perfect?” he spoke softly against her neck and he felt the shiver go through her.

“Once or twice since last night, but I’m far from fucking perfect.”

“We’ll work on your mouth.” He tried to sound stern, but it only worked because she couldn’t see the grin on his face.

“I can get on my knees again and you can work on my mouth all you want.”

There was no stifling his groan as he slid one hand down her belly between her legs, and when he swiped a finger between her thighs he found her soaking wet. “Do you want me?” he asked, and she shifted her weight from leg to leg, making her hips wiggle enticingly as he stroked her clit.

“Yes, Smith…” she whined and he chuckled.

“Alright, bend forward a little more.” His eyes roamed her curves, the random blossoming bruises that he’d likely put there, but they weren’t ugly, just testaments to her strength. Just another part of her beauty. C shifted forward and then he adjusted her hips and moved behind her. With all of the water it would have been difficult to enter her smoothly if she hadn’t been so wet, but with one thrust he was buried deep. Hot. Tight. Mine. They both groaned and she pressed back against him, so perfect, and he knew he was lost already. Her talented mouth, combined with too many years with absolutely no one, there was no way he’d have any control.

“Fuck…” Camille tightened down on him and rocked her hips forward and he growled and spanked her lightly.

“Be still and come for me.” Keeping himself still inside her he slipped his hand over her hip and brushed over her clit, when she jumped she gripped him again and he hissed air through his teeth. “Stay still.”

“I don’t know how the fuck you expect me to do that.”

“Because I asked you to.”