Tory Richards

1 Out of Control

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Contemporary  Books  Romance 
Price :  Free
Release Date :  2014-09-01
Description :  Logan was thinking about how close he’d come to making that decision when a small sound penetrated his silent musings. He was resting against the edge of the pool, water lapping around his neck. He turned his head enough to see someone doing the very thing he’d done a few minutes earlier, only with a little more grace. Damn, all he’d wanted was a nice quiet swim alone. Maybe with a little luck they’d never notice he was there in the shadows. He remained quiet.<br /><br />It was too dark to see who it was but once they stepped into the moonlight and dropped their towel Logan got a clear view of a slim form and jutting breasts. As the woman continued to the deep end he sucked in his breath, his heart literally ceased beating. Without hesitation she reached behind her to undo her bikini top, letting it float to the pool deck before shimmying out of her bottoms with enough hip action to make a belly dancer jealous. She stepped up onto the diving board, and for a moment she was suspended in a slim ray of moonlight.<br /><br />He released a low whistle between his teeth, realizing at that moment the seductive nymph he was ogling was none other than Margaret’s granddaughter, Libby. He tried to swallow, almost choking on his tongue. Her form was willowy slim yet had all the right curves to tempt a man into losing his mind. Her long hair hid her breasts from his view, stopping just short of her belly button. The lower half of her body was hidden in the shadows. The fact he couldn’t see her clearly didn’t stop his cock from swelling.<br /><br />His body didn’t have any trouble recalling what her luscious bottom felt like against it. What her breasts had felt like smashed against his chest. His mouth ached to taste hers. Then suddenly she raised her arms and flipped that fiery mane behind her shoulders before diving gracefully into the cool water. It was the sound of her hitting the water that broke the spell Logan was in, and for the first time in what seemed a lifetime he sucked in air.<br /><br />Damn! His hand moved down his body to adjust his boxer style swimsuit, but the wet material wouldn’t cooperate. It clung to his tingling shaft like a glove. He couldn’t remember getting a full-blown hard-on so fast. His gaze remained fixed on the water in front of him, wondering where Libby would appear. She surfaced about halfway in the middle, running her hands over her face to brush the hair out of her eyes. Logan was mildly surprised she hadn’t spotted him yet. Maybe she had a lot on her mind. He watched her wade to the other side of the pool, where a large tree grew close to the deck. For a moment she disappeared in the dark shadows it cast upon the water. His eyes narrowed, adjusting against the darkness until he could make her out again. He watched as she hoisted herself out of the water and headed back to the diving board.<br /><br />This time when Libby stepped into the moonbeam Logan clearly saw everything the lady had to offer. Her hair was wet and slick, sticking to her body. He took in her lissome figure again, her shapely breasts and slim waist, the graceful curve of her hips and long, lithe legs. His eyes finally narrowed on the tuff of hair covering her mound. His shaft responded by throbbing painfully, hungry to slip inside her warm body. He had no doubt she’d sheathe him in tight, wet heat.<br /><br />Hot.<br /><br />As she dove a second time, Logan slowly waded forward until he knew he was in the moonlight when she surfaced. He sensed Libby’s awareness of him long before he heard her soft gasp of surprise.<br /><br />“Oh my God!” She exclaimed. “I thought I was alone!”<br /><br />Previously released

2 Someone to Love Me

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Contemporary 
Price :  Free
Release Date :  2014-11-01
Description :  Luke stood quietly, staring down at his bed.<br /><br />He didn’t believe in fairy tales, yet there she was, Sleeping Beauty all rolled up in his blankets, and snoring softly. Charlie was on her side, all but her head hidden beneath the quilt, her nose turned up toward the opening. His mouth curved into a smile.<br /><br />He was crazy crawling beneath the covers with her. He’d probably survive the night better sleeping out in a snowdrift in the buff. His attraction for her bordered on the edge of what he should do and what he wanted to do. For the hundredth time that evening, he berated himself for not stopping to think where she’d have to sleep when he’d invited Swanson to stay.<br /><br />Luke knew either way he was going to pay the price. He didn’t want to feel anything for Charlie, but she’d managed to get under his skin without even half-trying. They were two tormented souls reaching out to one another, and Charlie was providing an easy way out of the dark void he’d built around himself. And she reminded him that he was a man of flesh-and-blood and wants.<br /><br />He’d waited as long as he could before excusing himself and coming to bed, and not because he’d wanted to give Charlie enough time to fall asleep. Luke knew it was going to be a long night, realized, too, that he couldn’t put off the inevitable.<br /><br />A heavy sigh escaped him as he reached for the edge of the covers and pulled them back. Charlie stirred slightly and moaned when the cold touched her warm body, reaching out blindly for the quilt in Luke’s hand. He quickly slid in next to her and brought the covers with him, clenching his teeth in agony when Charlie burrowed against him like a lazy cat seeking the warmth of his body.<br /><br />Alarm bells went off when she tucked her fanny into the hollow of his body. He groaned low and counted to ten, then to twenty before deciding he could count to a million and it wouldn’t make any difference. He cursed his stupidity for even thinking he could lie next to Charlie and remain in control. It didn’t take long before his body began to respond to her.<br /><br />An eternity slipped by as he lay there barely taking in air, listening to her soft breathing. His nose was in her hair and nothing could stop him from inhaling deeply. Her delicate fragrance sent his senses into overdrive. Everything about her captivated him and made him want her. Why wasn’t she snoring loudly? Why didn’t she look like an old hag when she was sleeping?<br /><br />He closed his eyes and relaxed as much as he could with a tempting woman snuggled against him. His cock was as hard as a steel rod, but Charlie’s steady breathing convinced Luke she was sleeping soundly and unaware of his state. However, in the next instant he cursed the devil. She was sleeping, but her body seemed very much aware of his presence pressing against him in all the right places. A silent invitation that encouraged his excitement to grow to unbearable degrees.<br /><br />Before he thought about the wisdom of what he was doing he thrust against her. She thrust back. He groaned low and clenched his teeth. Luke realized he was growing weak. A man could only take so much. And he was a hungry man. A soft whimper escaped her; his body shuddered at the sound of her hunger. Hell, he was painfully conscious of the fact that all he had to do to slip inside the warmth of her body was to push her robe aside. The way Charlie was thrusting her buttocks against his hard-on was proof enough she was just as turned on as he was, even if she was unconscious.

3 The Cowboy Way

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Contemporary  Books  Romance 
Price :  Free
Release Date :  2014-12-08
Description :  “I can take care of myself.” Lacey finally tugged away from him. “And you owe me for that bottle of perfume.” So much for their truce. She turned abruptly to leave.<br /><br />“You little hellcat.” His tone was low; the words ground out between his teeth. Chase’s hand encircled her arm, and he jerked her back to him. “You almost blind me with that stuff, and now you expect me to replace it?” He pulled Lacey even closer, until her breasts were crushed against his unyielding, naked chest. His hands<br />were like steel bands around the flesh of her upper arms.<br /><br />She caught her breath, her heart slamming in her chest. The heat from Chase’s body seeped into hers, drawing an immediate response. Lacey felt her nipples<br />harden and tingle with excitement.<br /><br />Something hot flowed through her aroused body, pooling between her thighs. The palms of her hands flattened against his chest; the lower half of her body arched into his as lust took control of her emotions. Fear that Chase would realize what he was doing to her nearly crippled her.<br /><br />“Let me go.” Oh God. Was that her weak, pitiful voice?<br /><br />Without warning, Chase’s hand was at the back of her head, his fingers threading through her loose hair and twisting it into a knot. A soft cry escaped Lacey when she found her head jerked back. Lightning revealed the raw passion etched on Chase’s chiseled face. The flaring nostrils, his prominent cheekbones, and tightly drawn lips left no doubts that he was as turned on as she was. The blaze in his eyes held Lacey’s gaze captive. Filled with an unspoken promise of what was to come. She could barely take a breath when he began to lower his face.<br /><br />“I’ve been hard since the first time I laid eyes on you.” She felt his warm breath against her face.<br /><br />“No…” Lacey’s heart was about to pound out of her chest. She should fight him, assert herself, and knee him in the groin. Something! She didn’t want this, did she? She opened her mouth to protest when he thrust his hips against her. Oh God!<br /><br />“Yes!” His hoarse whisper held a hint of savageness to it, and before Lacey could do any of the things she was thinking, Chase’s mouth swooped down to steal her breath away with a scorching kiss.<br /><br />She stiffened, but it didn’t last. He didn’t fight fair. While one hand held her head so he could kiss her at will, the other glided down Lacey’s back and over her bottom, squeezing a half-naked cheek while grinding his hard-on into her. A sob rose in her throat when she realized she was responding to his sexual attack and the forceful persuasion of his mouth.<br /><br />“Chase,” she whispered when his mouth left hers to rain kisses down her throat. She closed her eyes and moaned, growing weak in the knees. “No…”<br /><br />“No, don’t kiss you?” His lips brushed the curve of her jaw. “No, don’t touch you?” His mouth moved on to tease the flesh of her neck. Lacey trembled wildly. “No, don’t make love to you?”<br /><br />Before Lacey realized his intention, he tugged at the spaghetti strap of her camisole and pulled it down until her breast was bare. The sound that escaped him left no doubt that he was close to the end of his limit. He cupped her flesh and pulled it up at the same time, lowering his head until his mouth was on her.<br /><br />*Previously released at Whiskey Creek Press Torrid under the same title.

4 Kiss Me

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Contemporary  Books  Romance 
Price :  Free
Release Date :  2014-04-17
Description :  Emma caught her breath, recognizing Mike the second she heard the deep timbre of his sexy voice. He made a hunky Zorro, dressed all in black in a costume that fit his tall, powerful body like it was tailored especially for him. She’d seen him watching her while she crossed the room, ignoring him on purpose because she hadn’t wanted to encourage any unwelcome attention. Now that she knew who he was, she couldn’t take her eyes off him.<br /><br />He was what dreams were made of, the handsome hero disguised in a black mask, his steely eyes doing all his talking for him as he leaned insolently against the table with that wolfish grin. The bad boy every woman secretly yearns for. He had to know how he affected women with his mysterious presence. Goodness, she all but placed her hand over her pounding heart. What was wrong with her? It took effort to remind herself he was married.<br /><br />She was about to step away when a dancer bumped into her backside, causing her to fly directly into Mike’s arms. “Oh!” she gasped, throwing her head back to meet his eyes just as his strong hands curled around the fleshy part of her arms, catching her against him. Their bodies were flush, and suddenly it seemed like they were sharing every breath, every heart beat as they stared intently into each other’s eyes.<br /><br />Emma felt warm heat spread throughout her body, a heat that had nothing to do with the hot disco lights glaring overhead. Time seemed to stand still. She couldn’t pull her gaze away from his, too caught up in the spell of the moment and feeling way too much in his strong arms, experiencing way too much sensation against his hard body. She wet her lips to issue an apology. However, the only thing that came out was a noise that sounded very much like a purr of surrender, a sound of betrayal if she ever heard one.<br /><br />“Mike,” she began, in a breathless tone that revealed her emotions. She was unable to finish, her body trembling on a sudden wave of weakness. Certain her knees were going to give way, she struggled to put the brakes on the obvious signs of what being in his arms was doing to her. “Please…” she began, intending to ask him to let her go, but there was no denying the invitation she heard in her own voice.<br /><br />Mike’s eyes darkened with desire; he didn’t want to let Emma go. He’d known he was attracted to her from the start, but he wasn’t prepared for the instant results she produced every time she touched him in some way. Even innocently, only this was hardly innocent. He felt every inch of her. His hands tightened around her arms, a low groan locking in his throat.<br /><br />The very air around them seemed electrified. He didn’t want to feel the attraction, yet he was powerless to push her away. Instead, he was acting like an adolescent discovering what sex was all about for the first time. Hell, he was breaking out in a sweat! Her sweet scent and softness was more than any mortal could bear.<br /><br />Glancing down was his undoing. Her lovely breasts, crushed against him, were all but spilling out of their scant covering. The breath hissed from his lungs, lust shooting a direct path for his aching groin. Releasing a low growl of denial, he felt himself getting aroused, and realized he should set her away from him at once. But she felt too damn good right where she was. As if she belonged there.<br /><br />Previously released

5 Up in Flames

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature 
Price :  Free
Release Date :  2013-02-28
Description :  “How bad do you have it?”<br /><br />His breath was warm against her face. Rachel swallowed. “I can overcome it most of the time, if I think of something else. But knowing that I can’t get out right this minute is the problem. I can’t breathe.”<br /><br />“Yes you can. Just breathe in deep through your nose and release it slowly through your mouth.” He pulled the glasses off her face and tossed them away. “You’re tense. Try to relax.” His strong hands began to massage Rachel’s shoulders.<br /><br />She closed her eyes and tried to do what he suggested, then shook her head no and said fiercely, “I can’t breathe. There’s no air.”<br /><br />“Think of something else.”<br /><br />She felt his hands move from her shoulders to the buttons at her blazer. She could tell he was unbuttoning it, and the next thing Rachel knew he was slipping it off her shoulders.<br /><br />“It might help loosening up some of your clothing.”<br /><br />Rachel felt a scorching blast of heat envelop her when James’ hands began to pull her silk blouse out of the waistband of her skirt. When his knuckles brushed her skin at the top of her blouse, she realized he was undoing more buttons at her breast. Her eyes bolted open, and her hands encircled his wrists. His movements stopped.<br /><br />“What are you doing Mr. White?” she whispered.<br /><br />“Helping you, I thought.” There was amusement swimming in his eyes.<br /><br />“By undressing me?” Under normal circumstances she would be thrilled but she was still stressed over her situation.<br /><br />“You can relax, Miss Masters. Your virtue is safe with me.”<br /><br />“I’m not a virgin.” Why had she said that? Rachel wanted the floor to open up and swallow her.<br /><br />His soft laughter filled the elevator. “Well in that case, maybe you’re not safe with me.” He nudged her hands away and continued what he was doing. His gaze followed his hands while he unbuttoned her blouse, and when he was done he raised his eyes to hers.<br /><br />She detected a slight difference in his breathing, and his features hardened with what she wanted to believe was growing desire.

6 Wicked Desire

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Contemporary  Books  Romance 
Price :  Free
Release Date :  2014-10-01
Description :  “What’s so funny?” he demanded to know. A quick look revealed Dammit was still smiling up at them.<br /><br />“A two-hundred-pound man being held at bay by a little pooch, that’s funny.”<br /><br />“These are new boots,” Matt pointed out, crossing his arms menacingly. “Is this the thanks I get for repairing your washing machine?”<br /><br />“Are you trying to intimidate me…Sheriff? Maggie put her hands on her hips in response to him crossing his arms. She was aware the action caused her breasts to swell gently over the low top of her dress. “I’d be careful if I were you.” Her eyes dropped down to Dammit and back up again. “I think I’m the one with the upper hand for a change. Why, I bet I could get you to do just about anything I wanted right now.”<br /><br />Matt growled threateningly but the light in his eyes told a different story. He was enjoying their playful banter as much as Maggie was. “You can try, baby, but don’t blame me if things get out of hand.”<br /><br />Maggie’s heart did a flip-flop at the way he’d said baby. Her eyes locked onto his, the look in his gaze heating her blood. “And what might those things be?” Maggie inquired softly, her gaze dropping to his naked chest. She reached up to run her finger over him lightly. “I think I can handle anything that might get out of hand,” she teased, then threatened when he made a slight move, “You better not move a muscle, Sheriff, or you’re boots are history.”<br /><br />“That sounds like a threat. I think I’m at an unfair disadvantage here.” His body was beginning to show signs of responding to her closeness. “You’re enjoying this,” he ground out. “I’m eager to see how far you’re willing to go.”<br /><br />“Even if it means bringing you to your knees?” She brought her face closer to his chest and under his watchful scrutiny kissed him lightly. His skin smelled warm and musky, and faintly of the soap she’d used on him earlier. Determined to keep it light, she gently ran her open mouth back and forth over his flesh, losing a little bit of control when her lips brushed against his warm flesh. Her heart jumped, butterflies settling low in her belly.<br /><br />Maggie heard his gasp and glanced up, his eyes were glazed with desire. She was trembling inside as the situation began to spiral out of control at a rate she couldn’t keep up with. She liked touching Matt, kissing him. She liked the feel of his muscles quivering under the touch of her hands. And by the dark look on his flushed face, he liked it too.<br /><br />“Ever been brought to your knees before, Sheriff?” she murmured in a seductively low tone. The desire in his darkening eyes promised Maggie both heaven and hell. And she wanted both.<br /><br />She had no doubt she could bring him to his knees in a heartbeat.<br /><br />previously released

7 Nothing but Trouble

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Contemporary  Books  Romance 
Price :  Free
Release Date :  2014-06-17
Description :  “I’ll remove my hand, if you promise…”<br /><br />Brent shouldn’t have reminded her about his hand. The next thing he knew she was biting down on it a second time. Adding insult to injury, she shoved him in the chest as hard as she could at the same time, catching him unaware. Before he had a chance to recover she took advantage of the moment by pushing herself away from the wall and taking flight.<br /><br />“Damn it!” Brent grunted in anger. She managed to descend one step before he tangled a hand in her hair and hauled her back into his arms. A cry escaped her but Brent ignored it. He yanked her roughly against him. “Bite me again and you’ll find out what it feels like,” he muttered between his teeth.<br /><br />“Who are you?” she asked softly. Brent felt her slight tremble and steeled himself for what he had to do. “What do you want?”<br /><br />“One question at a time, princess.” Brent realized he had to assert his dominance early on if he wanted to remain in control of the situation. Not giving much thought to the consequences, he pushed Sophie up against the concrete wall and leaned in close, threatening her with his superior strength and size.<br /><br />His actions had repercussions he wasn’t anticipating though. Like the rush of heat surging through his blood, turning the victim in his arms into a desirable woman. Wrestling with her provided conditions he hadn’t counted on. Appealing circumstances which could easily upset the scheme of things if he let it.<br /><br />Too much body contact for one.<br /><br />“I demand you keep your hands to yourself!” she whispered sharply.<br /><br />“Do you now?” he said softly, amused at her haughty tone. “You’re not in any position to demand anything.” With every breath Brent took, he could smell her. Beyond the light scent of soap and perfume, to the sensuous woman beneath. A sexy combination of innocence and know-how. It was playing havoc with his senses, preventing him from keeping a clear head. He swore beneath his breath. Nothing good was going to come of this.<br /><br />She was tall like he liked his women but he wasn’t into rich, spoiled, society types who held themselves above others, thinking they were better than everyone else. He’d watched Sophie long enough to know she was used to the best in life and probably demanded it. A woman who let society rule her emotions, not her heart. He recalled her quiet, almost suffering acceptance of Lord touching and kissing her, putting up with it because it was expected of her and not because she’d liked it. That action alone told him a lot about her.<br /><br />She was probably as cold as a block of ice in bed.<br /><br />“I demand you tell me who you are and what this is all about,” she said in a frigid tone, confirming his thoughts.<br /><br />Her snooty tone grated on his nerves. “Demand all you want, princess, it won’t get you anywhere.” He was glad she’d broken his train of thought. He could care less what she was like in bed and would do well to remember that. What’s more, he doubted her father would appreciate his wayward notions. Brent respected and liked Senator Adams. It was because of that reason alone he was doing this in the first place.<br /><br />This, meaning kidnapping. So far Sophie was more trouble than he’d anticipated which could cause serious problems down the road. He’d have to watch her like a hawk. It hadn’t taken her long to get the drop on Tom. Well, she’d learn soon enough that he wasn’t a pushover. “Come on.” He yanked her away from the wall.<br /><br />“Let me go!” She tried to pull free. “Ouch! You’re hurting me! I’m not going anywhere with you!”<br /><br />Brent swung around and pulled her up against him. “You have a choice, lady; you can come with me the easy way, or like a sack of potatoes over my shoulder."

8 Phantom Riders MC: Hawk

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Contemporary  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $4.99
Release Date :  2016-03-15
Description :  Book 1 in a trilogy. No cliffhangers! Stand alone romance!<br /><br />I quickly scooted out of the booth, realizing Hawk was right behind me. Before I could question him, he grabbed my arm and proceeded to jerk me in the direction leading to the back of the bar. I glanced around the bar wildly, but I didn’t see Dane’s men anywhere.<br /><br />“They left, but they’ll be back.” We entered a dark hallway and halfway down he stopped us at a door. I expected him to knock, but he lifted his leg and kicked the door in, causing the occupants in the room to scream out in fear. “Out!” he snarled.<br /><br />I barely had time to acknowledge the naked couple before they snatched up their strewn about clothes and rushed past us. As the man passed me I recognized him as one of Hawk’s men. We made eye contact long enough for him to wink at me. Once they cleared the threshold, Hawk pulled me inside and slammed the door behind him.<br /><br />“Take your clothes off.”<br /><br />“What?”<br /><br />“Take your clothes off.”<br /><br />I know my jaw dropped at his demand. When I realized that he meant it I began to back up, slowly shaking my head. “You’re crazy!” I whispered sharply.<br /><br />“Take your f*****’ clothes off!” So far he hadn’t moved from his spot, yet I’d backed up until my back was against the wall. “Those men knew how to find you, which means there’s a bug on you somewhere.”<br /><br />I tried to decipher what he was saying, but my brain wouldn’t wrap around the words that he thought I had a bug on me. He took a menacing step toward me, and that was all I needed to do what he wanted. Strangely, I wasn’t afraid of Hawk, only of what having his hands on me would make me feel. I was attracted to him in a strange way that left me feeling confused. Maybe it was because I knew that he wasn’t attracted to me.<br /><br />I quickly removed my hoodie and handed it to him, kicking off my shoes at the same time. As Hawk began going over it, I unzipped and rolled down my jeans. I’d reached for the bottom of my t-shirt when a memory slammed into me.<br /><br />“Just a minute.” I waited for him to look at me. “There’s no way there can be a bug in these clothes because they aren’t mine. I took them from a dryer in the laundromat.”<br /><br />He hesitated for only a second. “I want everything.”<br /><br />Deciding not to argue with him, I removed my t-shirt and threw it at him. He caught it to his chest and I swear I saw the tiniest curve of his mouth showing amusement at my irritation. He examined my clothes thoroughly, finding nothing, as I’d expected. Then he turned those dark eyes on me, running his gaze up and down my body, missing nothing.<br /><br />“Everything,” he demanded. “Or did you borrow your underwear, too?”

9 Dark Menace MC: Stone

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $4.99
Release Date :  2015-09-01
Description :  Rachel’s POV<br /><br />Other than a dozen or so motorcycles backed up at the front of the bar, all seemed quiet for an early Friday afternoon. Stone pulled in at an angle, backing into a spot close to the entrance. He cut the engine and held his hand back, to help me off, I assumed. Once I was standing I reached up to undo my helmet. He dismounted and swung my way, watching me. I tried not to let his silent scrutiny bother me, but that was hard to do when I was pretty sure that what I saw in his dark eyes was arousal. I finally got the strap undone and offered him the helmet, staring right back at him while ignoring the slow heat that was crawling up my neck and spreading to cheeks.<br /><br />He took the helmet, set it on his seat, and then opened the saddle bag for my bag. As he did this the three men who’d been traveling with us walked up. I wasn’t afraid to meet their eyes, dealt with a*****es like them every day, and I wasn’t about to let them intimidate me. They simply smirked at me, and one of them reached for the door.<br /><br />“Pit Bull.” Mutt or Jeff, I couldn’t tell which, halted and turned back to us. Stone held my bag out to him. “Put this in my room.”<br /><br />Pit Bull’s smirk turned into a full-fledged grin, and he winked at me, taking the bag from Stone. The bastard! I knew what he was thinking. I waited until he’d disappeared inside before returning my gaze to Stone. Like Pit Bull’s, I knew that the sexy smile on his face was at my expense. He knew what was going through my mind, and I could tell that he was waiting for me to react.<br /><br />I slammed my hands on my hips. “Your room? And just where will you be sleeping?” I wanted to make it clear from the start that it wouldn’t be with me.<br /><br />He leaned against his bike and crossed his arms. “I barely have enough rooms for my men, so we’ll be sharing, sweetheart.”<br /><br />“Like hell we will! I’ll sleep on a couch somewhere.” There was no way that I was sharing a bed with him. Something told me that if I did, we wouldn’t be getting much sleep. I wasn’t stupid. When he’d kissed me back at Maddie’s it may have started in anger, but it had ended in full-blown passion, and there’d been no denying that he’d had a serious hard-on.<br /><br />I could tell that Stone didn’t like me arguing with him. Well, that was just too damned bad! He could lean against his big-ass Harley with his bulging arms crossed over his massive chest and that smoldering look in his eyes till it snowed. I may want him, because he was hot as hell, but he didn’t have to know that. I wasn’t here to provide that kind of service.<br /><br />Eyes the color of black coffee took a slow ride over my body, and I got the impression that Stone was sizing me up—not for a fight, but for something entirely different. It was sexual. I kept my hands on my hips in a silent challenge, even as my nipples peaked beneath his hard look. The traitors were actually tingling, and that sharp feeling of need zeroed right down to my sex, which was still buzzing from the bike ride there.<br /><br />Holy s**t, I should have never glanced down at the front of his pants, because now I was on fire. “No way are we sharing a bed,” I repeated, in a tone that was clearly a little weaker than before.<br /><br />“Then you can share a room with one of my brothers, but you won’t be sleeping on any couch out in the open where any man can claim you.”<br /><br />“What kind of choice is that?”<br /><br />“The only one you’ll get here,” he snapped back.

10 No Mercy

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $4.99
Release Date :  2016-12-30
Description :  Book 2 after Phantom Riders MC - Hawk. No cliffhangers! Stand alone romance!<br /><br />Lightning flashed throughout the room, causing me to wince at its closeness. The thunder that followed caused the windows to rattle. “You have no right-”<br /><br />“You keep saying that, babe.” He ran his lips up and down the side of my neck, causing goosebumps to cover my flesh.<br /><br />His hand moved to the hem of my dress. I panicked. “Rock-no!” He pulled the wet material until it was bunched at my thighs, and easily prevented my hand from removing his when I’d foolishly tried. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked in a low tone.<br /><br />His low rumble against me stimulated certain needs in my body. My hand remained over his as he continued slowly until he’d reached the elastic to my panties. I held my breath, listening to his heavy breathing in my ear. His fingers teased the crease where the elastic rested, before flicking over the small triangle of silk covering my sex. I released a moan of pleasure, my knees buckling.<br /><br />“You like that.” He stated it as a fact, running his finger over the material. I knew I was wet, and not from the rain. “You always did.” His tongue, teeth, and lips were moving over my skin as he said the words in a tone designed to ramp up the heat. I arched my neck to the side so he had better access. He made a rough sound, taking the edge of my halter top in his teeth and pulling it down my shoulder.<br /><br />The louder the storm turned outside, the more intense the storm inside me became.<br /><br />“I’m going to have you, baby,” he said gruffly. At the same time he roughly grabbed my panties and ripped them from my body.

11 The Sentinels

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $4.99
Release Date :  2017-07-27
Description :  I heard the distant sound of what I thought was thunder, until it grew closer and I realized that it was actually the rumble of motorcycles coming our way. I expected them to ride on past us, but when they slowed and pulled up behind Pops’ truck I straightened nervously. They weren’t just weekend bikers, I could tell that immediately by the way they were dressed and the air of danger that they exuded. The six men belonged to an honest to goodness motorcycle club, and their worn, leather cuts were decked out in colorful patches and name tags.<br /><br />They looked serious, and mean as hell. As I watched them climb off their large bikes and slowly approach us, I added big and handsome to their description. I glanced at Pops, looking for a sign that he knew these bikers. If he didn’t, I was going back to my car to retrieve my baseball bat out of the back seat. He just smiled and gave me a wink.<br /><br />What was I worried about, anyway? We were on a busy public highway. I took a deep breath, smiled, and said in my usual, cheery tone, “Hi, boys.”<br /><br />I couldn’t tell where their eyes were focused, since they were all wearing dark sunglasses. The man who appeared to be the leader, the hunk wearing the president’s patch, came to a stop a couple of feet away from us. I began to feel self-conscious of my clinging, wet clothes, especially when I felt my nipples turn hard against my thin tee. I crossed my arms, but the quirk of the man’s lips told me that it hadn’t been fast enough.<br /><br />Jerk!<br /><br />“You pickin’ up strays now, Pops?”<br /><br />Ohmygod! The deep, gravelly tone of his voice was sexy as hell, and it did something quirky to my core. The man wasn’t too bad on the eyes, either. He was taller than most, his sun-tanned skin pulled taut over his super hot muscles. He oozed dominance, and the clunky silver rings on his fingers screamed that they were his backup.<br /><br />“’Bout damn time you got here,” Pops grumbled, pushing away from his truck. “And be nice to cutie, here, she stopped to help, and fed me, too.”<br /><br />“Cutie?”<br /><br />Now I knew that his eyes were full on me, and I could tell by the tilt of his head that he was looking me up and down, as if he had the right to. I didn’t like his intimidation tactics, even if his presence was having an unexpected affect on my lady bits, something I’m sure he was accustomed to when it came to the opposite sex. The devil in me prompted me to lower my arms and slap my hands on my curvy hips in a move that I knew was challenging. A big mistake, I knew, when his sexy mouth turned up at both corners.<br /><br />“Looks like a drowned rat to me.” The bikers behind him laughed.<br /><br />“Flattery will get you nowhere,” I responded sarcastically, meeting what I thought were his eyes. I turned my attention back to Pops, putting my hand on his thin shoulder. “Now that your boy is here, I’ll be on my way. It was nice meeting you.” I glanced back at the group of bikers. “Goodbye, boys.” I gave them a wave, eager to be on my way.<br /><br />“Baby--” The sound of his growly voice made me stop in my tracks to look back at him. “You call me a boy again, and I’ll be only too happy to show you that I’m a man.”

12 What He Wants

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Contemporary  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $4.99
Release Date :  2017-04-20
Description :  “Open the door.” I cringed at the harsh demand passing through my lips, and couldn’t blame her for slapping her hands onto her hips and refusing my request.<br /><br />My gaze fell to the deep V that putting her hands on her hips had caused. Plenty of smooth, creamy flesh was revealed, but I wanted to see it all. My dick had a one-track mind when it came to Daisy and what he wanted, jerking strongly behind my zipper.<br /><br />“Do you want to rephrase that?” she scowled.<br /><br />F**k, I liked her fire. But I wasn’t about to turn all syrupy and say please. She should have known better. “Open the door, babe, or I’ll open it for you and I guarantee you won’t like how I go about it.”<br /><br />She weighed my words, as if trying to decide if I’d follow up my threat. “Nice, Big John.” She reached up and turned the lock. “I told you to leave me alone. I don’t want you here.”<br /><br />I yanked the door open and stepped inside. “I don’t care what you want.” My nostrils flared, taking in the enticing scent that trailed behind her as she moved away. I wanted to lick whatever the hell it was off her body. “You’re coming back to the club with me.”<br /><br />She paused and turned back around to face me, disbelief on her face. “No. I’m not connected to you or the club in any way, so I’ll stay right here where I’m safe.”<br /><br />I snorted. “Safe, babe? Do you know how easy I could have broken through that glass door? And I bet the back door to this place isn’t any better, unless you had it replaced when you moved in.” Her deflated expression revealed that she hadn’t. “Get dressed and pack some s**t.”<br /><br />She held her ground stubbornly. “Why? Because your club is on lockdown? That means nothing to me. You can’t come in here and tell me what to do. You’re nothing to me.”<br /><br />Christ, that hurt. I forced myself not to move, not to reach out and just make her do what I wanted. I didn’t expect her to understand, our worlds were different. She was a civilian, lived by the rules and laws that society dictated. We did, too, in a way, but our rules and laws were dictated by the members of the MC. We voted on what worked for our club, we had each other’s backs and stood together as a team. We didn’t get the law involved in club trouble because we took care of s**t on our own. It was the way most hardcore MC’s worked.<br /><br />“You’re stubborn, woman,” I growled. “And I don’t have time for this s**t.” I bent at the waist, caught her in the belly with my shoulder, and swept her off her feet. I heard her outraged humph as I continued to the back where I knew the stairs led to the second story.<br /><br />“Put me down!” Daisy screamed, beating her little fists against my back as I easily carried her upstairs. “This is crazy, Big John! I’m not going with you and there’s nothing you can do about it!”<br /><br />That’s what she thought. If I had to drag her ass back to the club the way she was dressed I would. I opened her door and plowed through the room, following the layout of her apartment until I reached her bedroom.<br /><br />Put me down!” she demanded angrily, wiggling wildly against me.<br /><br />I dropped her down onto her bed. She bounced a few times before coming to rest on her backside, robe parted and exposing a lot more of her tempting flesh. The sash was still around her waist, the material settling between her legs just enough to keep the sight of her sex from my eyes. In spite of that my mouth watered, visualizing what it would look like. Was it shaved bare, revealing how pink and plump it was? I had to get my mind back on the issue at hand.<br /><br />“I hate you!” she hissed, breathing heavily.<br /><br />“No, you don’t. You hate what I did to you.” We both knew that we were talking about the night of the Christmas party. “I did it for your own good.”

13 Dirty Surrender

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Contemporary 
Price :  $0.99
Release Date :  2016-01-18
Description :  Alexis took several breaths to calm her nerves before slowly making her way to the door. She had no idea what she was going to find on the other side, or whom. Opening the door gradually, she peered into the large room beyond. Everything but for the pelting rain and an occasional clap of thunder seemed quiet. No radio or TV on that she could tell.<br /><br />The room was bright. Something pulled her gaze toward a huge window. Judging by the scene outside, she must be somewhere in the mountains. Her next thought was she had to get out of there. She turned, coming up against a rock-solid body.<br /><br />“Going somewhere?”<br /><br />Alexis glanced up into Mike’s eyes, which were dancing with amusement. Anger, confusion and fear over her situation got the best of her. She started to back away from him. “Yes, home.”<br /><br />He advanced on her. “I’m sorry but I can’t let you do that.”<br /><br />“Why not? Aren’t you done with me? I don’t know what’s going on around here but—” Alexis bumped into the corner of a table and she skirted around it, not taking her eyes off Mike. “Why are you doing this?”<br /><br />He advanced on her slowly. “Believe it or not, I’m keeping you alive.”<br /><br />“Ha! By kidnapping me? By removing my clothes and…and—” Alexis couldn’t find the right words to describe their hot and heavy sex scene. She couldn’t cry rape when she’d welcomed and enjoyed every second of it. She averted her eyes when his gaze dropped down her body, bringing a wet response to her nether regions. “Just who are you?” she demanded.<br /><br />“Special Agent Reid Masters, at your service, ma’am. I’m with the FBI.”<br /><br />Alexis hesitated. Reid?<br /><br />“Mike Dunstin is my undercover name. I’m sorry you’ve been caught in the middle of this.”<br /><br />She wanted to believe him but she didn’t. Not after his obvious involvement in her abduction. An idea for a chance to escape took shape and she wasn’t going to let it pass. In spite of her intense attraction to him, self-preservation was stronger. “Prove it.”<br /><br />When he turned, Alexis didn’t waste any time making her move. She’d already noticed a door at the end of a short hallway, the glass window in the top half revealing that it led outside and to freedom. Realizing she needed to be quick, she sprinted to the door and pulled it open. She didn’t let the pouring rain stop her from running outside. And she was drenched within seconds. Her mistake was in halting to decide which way to go. There were no other houses around and the road, if you could call it that, was nothing but mud. They were surrounded by trees.<br /><br />“Oh no you don’t.” She felt a hand in her hair and she was jerked back against Mike…Reid…whoever…and inside before she could let out a scream. He slammed the door and locked it, easily holding her.<br /><br />Alexis began to struggle, frustration getting the best of her. “Damn you, Mike, let me go!”<br /><br />“You little witch. I told you, my name’s Reid and I’m with the FBI.” His hands were everywhere in an effort to subdue her. “I’m trying to protect you!”<br /><br />Alexis found herself pushed against the wall, and Mike-Reid followed her there with his body. He leaned into her and she was acutely aware of the powerful muscles in the thighs pinning hers, and the strength of his hard chest crushing her breasts. She moaned as a flashback of their earlier encounter surfaced.<br /><br />*includes a bonus short story, On Fire, from the Serve and Submit Series<br />*previously published

14 Dangerous

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Contemporary  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $5.99
Release Date :  2018-05-21
Description :  "You don't belong here." There was no f**king way I was going to watch a repeat of her and Puck grinding against each other on the dance floor.<br /><br />"What?" she half-laughed, half-gasped.<br /><br />"You heard me," I growled. "You don't know what you're doing, messing around with these men. They aren't known for saying no to something they want."<br /><br />She huffed out a laugh. "What are you talking about?" Her tone revealed that she really had no idea. "We were only going to dance."<br /><br />Her innocence only made me angrier. "Yeah, I saw your first f**king dance with Puck. You think a man gives you an orgasm and he's not looking to get inside your pants?"<br /><br />She gasped sharply. "I don’t know, Jace. You tell me. I watched you give that woman an orgasm, is that what you're after?"<br /><br />It wasn't often someone dared to use my own words against me. I had to give Luna credit for not backing down and acting like the proverbial damsel in distress. She was standing her ground and not afraid to say it like it is. It was dark, but thanks to the dim light over the door I could make out her expression, which was growing angrier by the second. It almost made me smile.<br /><br />"You forget I got off, too," I said crudely.<br /><br />Silence followed, and I wondered what she was thinking. It didn't take her long to find her voice.<br /><br />"Right. Then I'd better go back inside and take care of that." She went to grab for the door knob. "I'm sure Puck will appreciate it."<br /><br />"The hell you will," I snarled, reaching for her. I pulled her away from the door, gripping her roughly around her upper arm.<br /><br />She pulled away with a sound of anger. "What is your problem, Jace? Why should it bother you what I do with another man? It didn't bother me while you and that woman were humping each other's brains out."<br /><br />I thought about the telling look on her face when she'd been watching me with CC, the disappointment and hurt. I'd got off a lot of times letting a woman grind against me, but that hadn't been my proudest moment because I'd done it with something else in mind. I'd purposely set out to hurt Luna, and teach her a lesson. That attraction for men like me meant one thing and one thing only. I called her b******t.<br /><br />"Liar!" I whispered sharply down into her face. For a minute we just stood there, staring at each other in the darkness, listening to each other breathe. I swear I saw the glistening of tears fill her eyes. "We're not good men, Luna. You come on to one of these men, let him expect something more, and he'll take it whether you want to give it up or not. That's their f**king world. Luckily Puck's a little more understanding than most. But if that had been me you were rubbing up on, I would have taken you out back and f**ked you up against the wall." It was true. F**k, I wanted to do it now and take care of the itch I'd had for her since looking into her warm honey eyes that first day.<br /><br />"So, what, this is a warning, Jace? You're the good guy looking out for the innocent, unsuspecting woman?"<br /><br />"No, baby, I'm not a good guy. I'm worse than any man in there, and you'd do well to stay the f**k away from me."<br /><br />She yanked her arm away from me and crossed her arms. "I'm twenty-eight years old, Jace, old enough to make my own decisions, and mistakes if I want to. That's how most people learn," she threw at me in a single breath. "So what makes you think I can't take care of myself?"

15 Scent of a Wolf's Mate

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Paranormal 
Price :  $2.99
Release Date :  2014-03-01
Description :  Serena left the bedroom quietly, unsure of what she was going to find. Deciding to follow the aroma, she made her way to a kitchen equipped with every modern appliance you could imagine. Standing at the stove in low hanging pajama bottoms was a man. He was flipping bacon. Didn’t he know it was dangerous to cook without a shirt on?<br /><br />She stood in the entranceway, slightly afraid and very confused. He was a big man. His dark hair was thick and wild, stopping at the top of his shoulders, shoulders that were wide and muscular. The muscles rippled in his back as he moved, and she could see his well-developed biceps and forearms.<br /><br />A breeze rushed in through the open window over the sink. Serena watched the curtains dance wildly. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply when the cool mountain air reached where she was standing. Wisps of hair moved about her face, and something else carried on the wind, something that spiked her awareness, flowing together with the scent of pines and wild lavender, and him, an untamed and basic entity that reached into her soul.<br /><br />“I know you’re there,” he said without turning around. “Don’t come any closer.”<br /><br />Well, that’s not very friendly. Serena didn’t know what to do at that point. She clutched his robe tighter against her. Without warning he turned, pinning his dark eyes on her. His rugged face was set as though in anger. “I hope you don’t mind that I borrowed your robe. I couldn’t find my clothes.” She tried not to let her gaze wander, but there was no way she could ignore his hard, defined Pecs and six-pack abs. The man was powerfully built and sinfully sexy.<br /><br />His gaze moved over her. Serena took note of the tic moving in his tense jaw, and she tried to imagine what she’d done to upset him. What did he expect that she would walk out there in her birthday suit?<br /><br />“That’s okay,” he finally spoke.<br /><br />“Where am I?”<br /><br />“Do you remember anything about last night?”<br /><br />“Some of it. I was running and tripped on something. The last thing I remember is a wolf pinning me down. Did you kill it?”<br /><br />“I took care of it.” His tone was short and to the point.<br /><br />“There was another wolf—”<br /><br />“I took care of him, too.” He moved to the sink, put the plug in, and turned on the water, then turned back to face her.<br /><br />“What?” She was confused. “But how? I, I…” She didn’t know what to say. “I never saw you.” She hadn’t seen anyone. “I guess I owe you my life, then.” Serena offered him a smile, hoping to erase the unfriendly look on his face. “My name is Serena.” She stepped further into the kitchen and held out her hand.<br /><br />He just stared at it for a long moment as if it were a snake, and then finally said his name. “Connor.”

16 Ruthless

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $4.99
Release Date :  2017-12-27
Description :  I grabbed Ginger by the hand and pulled her out of the room, down the hall and to the bathroom. Her resistance was futile, her fear unimportant. I knew what I had to do, and if she were smart, she'd realize it, too. If she wanted to live. I opened the bathroom door and yanked her inside, thankful that I found it empty. It was filthy, but better than nothing, and it had a shower that everyone used when they felt the need to be clean, which wasn't often.<br /><br />Ginger spun around when I shut the door, the look of a trapped animal in her pretty blues. I ignored her growing terror, steeling myself for what I had to do. Even behind closed doors I had to make it real, had to be convincing that I was an unfeeling bastard. I saw her swallow, could see her t**s rising and falling rapidly as the fear of the unknown overwhelmed her. She was expecting the worst, preparing herself to do whatever she had to do to survive.<br /><br />"Take off your clothes." I kept my tone harsh, indifferent to her growing panic.<br /><br />She shook her head vigorously and stepped back, slamming hard against the cracked porcelain sink. A nervous cry escaped her, and her eyes were wild as she took in her surroundings and realized that there was no escape. Her gaze touched on the door behind me before meeting my eyes.<br /><br />"Please‒"<br /><br />"Take off your f**king clothes," I said in an uncaring, demanding tone. "You're filthy, and not in a way that gets me hard. Now undress." I removed my cut and the t-shirt beneath it. "In fact, I think I'll join you." Her eyes nearly popped out of her head at that. "If you're not undressed by the time I'm out of my clothes, you won't like the consequences." I kicked off my boots as my hands went to the front of my pants.<br /><br />As I’d expected she would, Ginger's small hands began to unbutton her blouse. Slowly she began to expose enticing, creamy skin to my wandering eyes. I undid my pants. She lowered her gaze to the floor and turned around before reluctantly removing the garment. I let her have her moment of modesty before I looked into the mirror in front of her. Christ. I took notice of her perfect t**s and rosy tips.<br /><br />I lowered my zipper, the sound of it overloud in the tiny room. I could tell that she knew what I was doing by the stiffening of her backside, but she didn't let it stop her from removing her jeans. As I kicked mine away, hers hit the floor. I hissed, taking in the mouth-watering curves of her shapely ass. F**king hell, I hadn't expected the surge of lust that was heating my blood at an alarming rate.<br /><br />The sound of harsh breathing filled the room, and it took a minute before I realized that it was mine. "Turn around," I demanded sharply.<br /><br />I kept the smile to myself when I watched her bring her long hair forward, knowing that she was trying to use it to shield as much of her nudity as she could from me. She'd all but succeeded. When she turned, her t**s were hidden behind the thick layers of her hair, and her hands were shielding her sex from me.<br /><br />"Come here, Ginger."<br /><br />She padded toward me slowly. I was glad that she was acting sensible. It would make my job a helluva lot easier, and besides, I didn't want to hurt her. When she was within inches of me she halted, her gaze still lowered to the floor. "Look at me." I moved her hair back behind her.<br /><br />Her worried, frightened eyes locked onto mine, and I steeled myself from softening towards her. "This is going to happen, Ginger. You and I both know that Wildman will kill us both if it doesn't, and that's after every one of his brothers has a go at you." I hesitated, giving her time to digest that. "You want that to happen?" She shook her head, a lone tear making its way down her cheek. I wiped it away with my thumb. "No more resistance from you, and I'll make it as easy on you as I can."

17 Bishop's Angel

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature 
Price :  $2.99
Release Date :  2013-07-13
Description :  Excerpt-<br /><br />“No!” Angel cried out, struggling wildly against him. But she was no match for his superior strength and the honed muscles she felt beneath her hands. In no time his hands had wrapped around her wrists, and she was pinned against the stairs.<br /><br />“Who the hell are you?” he demanded, his face too close to hers.<br /><br />“Who the hell are you?” Angel demanded right back, twisting beneath him. It was then she felt cool air in places that she shouldn’t, reminding her that all she had on was a thin night-shirt and a pair of bikini panties. Judging by the super hard pecks she felt pressed against her breasts, her shirt had come undone, too. An insane thought crossed her mind, why he wasn’t wearing a shirt. She wiggled wildly, unintentionally scraping her nipples across his flesh.<br /><br />“Stop before you get hurt!” he growled. In an effort to subdue her he pressed his body against hers.<br /><br />“Then get off me!” Angel hissed, arching her body in an effort to throw him off her. His muscled thighs and powerful legs flexed against hers, easily holding hers still.<br /><br />“Not until you tell me who you are,” he grated in a rough voice.<br /><br />His warm breath slapped her in the face. “I live here,” Angel said without hesitation, glaring up into his shadowed face. She was aware there was no way he could see her because it was too dark.<br /><br />“The hell you do.”<br /><br />How did he know that? “The police are on their way so I suggest you let me up and get out of here.” Her energy was beginning to wane. He was too strong and big, and the longer they remained like that, the more she began to feel uncomfortable with their intimate proximity.<br /><br />“Good. Then we can get to the bottom of this.”<br /><br />That wasn’t the kind of response an intruder would make if he were caught in someone else’s house. Maybe he was delusional or something. Angel decided to switch tactics. “These stairs are hurting me,” she said weakly.<br /><br />Things grew still between them and she sensed his silent contemplation, as if he were wondering if he should believe her. She whimpered a little for good measure.<br /><br />“Okay, I’m going to let you up, but don’t try anything stupid,” he warned.<br /><br />The second he released her and lifted off her body, Angel got to her feet and dashed the rest of the way up the stairs.<br /><br />“Son of a bitch!” he cursed behind her.<br /><br />Angel slammed and locked her bedroom door in his face. She didn’t know what she hoped to accomplish, except to get away from him until the police arrived. What was taking them so long? She ran to one of the windows and opened it. Maybe she could push out a screen and—<br /><br />Without warning her bedroom door was kicked in. She screamed and made a beeline for her connecting bathroom.<br /><br />“Oh, no, you don’t.”<br /><br />A muscular arm wrapped around Angel’s waist and she was lifted off her feet. “Let me go!” She wiggled and kicked, very much aware that her butt was against a very intimate part of his body. Burning heat replaced the fear flowing through her blood because his cock wasn’t as flaccid as it should have been.<br /><br />“Look,” he slammed her down onto the bed and for the second time she found herself pinned beneath his superior strength. “Before this goes any further I think we need to talk.”<br /><br />“You can talk to the police,” she panted, twisting beneath him.<br /><br />“I intend to,” he said without hesitation. There was a confidence in his tone that surprised her.<br /><br />Without warning he reached up and turned on the reading light at the head of the bed. How did he know that was there? Meeting eyes the color of blue topaz, everything in Angel froze, including her breath. Oh God, I know those eyes! She didn’t know the man personally, but she knew of him from the pictures on the fireplace mantle downstairs. He was Diana’s older brother, and Navy SEAL Bishop Strong. Suddenly everything made perfect sense.<br /><br />After six years, he’d finally come home!

18 Furious

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Release Date :  2018-08-21
Description :  "Did he hurt you?"<br /><br />He snarled the words at me, causing me to flinch at the rage behind them. I knew what Moody was asking--hurt was a nicer word than rape. We both glanced down at the ground where my ruined panties were lying in a dirty, oil-soaked puddle. The man that he'd pulled off of me was laying face-first against the concrete, moaning low. I was sure that at the very least, his nose was broken.<br /><br />I shook my head, still trying to make sense of the last five minutes. Moody frightened me more than the man who had tried to rape me, and yet he'd been the one to rescue me.<br /><br />He let out a harsh sigh, as if the whole situation was a big inconvenience to him. "The words, Bailey, I need the f**king words."<br /><br />"No, he didn't get that far." I was so freaking embarrassed, and I blamed myself for what had almost happened. I'd come out there willingly with Corey, not realizing that he'd been too drunk to listen to reason until it had been too late. "What would you have done if he had?"<br /><br />He stood staring at me for a long minute, his jaw clenched tight and his eyes pinned on me like twin lasers. He showed no signs of having just been in a fight. "He wouldn't be getting up from that pavement."<br /><br />I caught my breath. I believed him. I didn't know Moody well, but I'd heard people talk. They'd said he was a secretive man, who lived alone out in the desert. That he didn't like people and he didn't make friends. They'd said it didn't take much to set him off. That he went through life always seeming to be angry about something.<br /><br />He was dangerous.<br /><br />He was unpredictable.<br /><br />He was someone to stay away from.<br /><br />The trouble was that I worked at his bar.<br /><br />Finally, he snapped, "Come on, get on." He mounted his bike.<br /><br />My jaw dropped, because I was sure that I hadn't heard him right. Why would he want me to get on his bike? I had to admit, though, that the thought of riding behind Moody kind of intrigued me. From the moment that I'd met him there'd been something about him that had fascinated me, apart from his hot, rugged looks.<br /><br />"Why?" It was the only word that I could manage to get out.<br /><br />"You came out here for a little sex in a back alley, I'm going to f**k you on my bike."

19 A Perfect Fit

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Contemporary 
Price :  $2.99
Release Date :  2013-04-06
Description :  EXCERPT-<br />Handsome stud or not, Marissa decided to get right to the point. “Nothing against you, but you’re fired.” She tried to ignore the tiny scar at the corner of his sensual mouth.<br /><br />“I don’t work for you. You can’t fire me.” He cocked a brow. “Even if you can take care of yourself.” His sexy drawl clearly said he didn’t think so.<br /><br />Marissa pressed her lips together. “You caught me by surprise.” All of him caught her by surprise. He had the whole package right down to his muddy cowboy boots. He was a true Texan, and nothing close to her unflattering description to Kirk.<br /><br />He laughed. “You think the killer is going to announce himself?”<br /><br />Damn him! “Well, maybe I can’t fire you, but after what you just did, I can call your boss and demand another bodyguard.” Marissa slapped her hands on her full hips.<br /><br />Why is he laughing again?<br /><br />“My brothers and I own Evan’s Security and I’m afraid they’re all on assignments right now.”<br /><br />Good God, there was more like him?<br /><br />“I’m afraid I’m stuck with you.”<br /><br />Marissa was preoccupied with the way his sensuous mouth formed the words, until what he said reached her on a conscious level. He was stuck with her? Her gaze returned to his. There was amusement swimming in his chocolate eyes. Rich, decadent chocolate that she could drown in if she wasn’t careful. Her lips twitched in response. She liked a man with a sense of humor, even directed at her.<br /><br />Beau Evans was a big, well-proportioned man, and the way he filled out a pair of jeans revealed his powerful, muscular thighs. Marissa couldn’t help her wandering gaze as it moved down his body, then back up again. She gauged his height to be somewhere around six feet five. Not too many men made her feel small, but this one did.<br /><br />“So, where’s the hat, cowboy?”<br /><br />“In my truck.”<br /><br />It figured he’d have a truck. Didn’t all macho Texans?<br /><br />“What did you mean earlier when you said, ‘I have a lot to learn?’”<br /><br />“I’ll show you after you put some clothes on.”<br /><br />After years of modeling, Marissa was used to being in various states of undress around people. It came with the business, and she was very comfortable in her own skin. The minute she’d entered her dressing room she’d kicked off her heels and removed the sheer thigh length shirt.<br /><br />“I am wearing clothes.”<br /><br />If eyes could strip, she’d be naked right now. “If you insist, ma’am.”

20 Obsession

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature 
Price :  $0.99
Release Date :  2015-08-01
Description :  Sammy turned, deciding it was time to leave. “Well, it was nice seeing you again, John. Thanks for the beer, but I think I’d better go.” She set her bottle of beer down on the counter while a brief thought crossed her mind that she was running away. “Maybe we’ll see each other again before I leave.” She tried to sound nonchalant but was painfully aware her tone was a little too rushed, a little too shaky.<br /><br />She heard John put his bottle down on the countertop behind her and instinctively picked up speed, sensing he might try to stop her. But that was silly, wasn’t it? She wanted him, not the other way around. He couldn’t possibly know the turmoil going on inside her. Damn those dreams! She realized coming here was a mistake. She was horny beyond belief and not thinking straight.<br /><br />She reached for the doorknob and barely got the door open when he slammed it shut in her face. Sammy spun around, trapped between the door and his body. Her heart skipped a beat as she raised her eyes to his. His expression looked almost fierce, and matched the fire burning in his eyes.<br /><br />“What are you doing?” Her senses went into overdrive as the warmth of his body enveloped her, threatening to suck her in.<br /><br />“Where are you going so fast? You just got here.”<br /><br />He was too close. His warm breath sent a shiver down her spine. “I’m not in a hurry. I only came long enough to visit with the girls again.”<br /><br />John’s gruff chuckle revealed he didn’t believe her. “You can see my sisters anytime. You expect me to believe that?”<br /><br />Sammy’s eyes grew round. “If you think I came here to see you then you’re crazy. I’ve spent the last twenty years—” When it dawned on her what she’d been about to say, she cut herself off.<br /><br />John finished her comment for her, hitting the nail right on the head. “Trying to forget me?” His tone was low and sexier than Sammy remembered. The cockiness of youth was gone, replaced with the firm, deep tone of experience.<br /><br />Keep it light, Sammy. She tried to laugh off the notion. “You wish!” She put her hands on him to push him away. “Please move.”<br /><br />“Why? Do I bother you?”<br /><br />There was no way she was going to show him what he was doing to her. She’d worked too hard pretending she didn’t like him during their brief acquaintance to ruin it now by swooning at his feet.<br /><br />He leaned in closer. Sammy gasped and tried to shrink back against the door. She kept her hands flat against his chest, trying not to notice how rock hard his pectorals were. Or that his dick was hardening. Their lower bodies were flush and the feel of his erection caused a warm flow between her legs. Sweet Jesus! She was going to jump his bones if she didn’t get out of there soon.<br /><br />“John, please. I have to go.” Was that panic in her voice? “I should never have come in.”<br /><br />John grabbed her by the wrists and forced her arms above her head, pinning them against the door. He ignored Sammy’s gasp. “You’ve got that right, baby. You’ve been running from me since we were teenagers. Well, I made myself a promise, Sam. The next time I got you to myself...<br /><br />previously released

21 A Soldier's Promise

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Fiction & Literature 
Price :  $2.99
Release Date :  2015-10-01
Description :  “I wasn’t going to dance with him.” Their gazes held for a long moment before Shannon asked softly, “Can I ask you a question, Ryan?”<br /><br />“Sure.”<br /><br />“Is the only reason we’re dancing now because you felt duty bound to protect me?”<br /><br />His surprised expression revealed it was the last thing he expected her to ask, as they swayed slowly beneath the dim lights. The wood dance floor was crowded, forced them to remain in a tight circle, and Shannon closer against him. The masculine scent of soap and man assailed her senses, drugging her until she was under his spell. Desire began to weave slowly through her system, intensifying when she felt his arousal.<br /><br />“What do you think?”<br /><br />She took a deep breath, as though to draw courage from it. “I think you’re a very honorable man. And because of that you’d protect anyone weaker than you, even someone you don’t particularly like.”<br /><br />His gaze narrowed on her like a hawk zeroing in on prey. “You think I don’t like you?”<br /><br />Shannon’s first thought was to say no, only how could she say that when his arousal was pressing against her? “I’m not sure what you feel about me, after all, we don’t know each other very well. But I get the impression that you don’t want to like me. Does being around me remind you too much of David? I know it must be painful…”<br /><br />The mention of his brother’s name turned his expression to stone. A muscle began to twitch in his taut jaw. “Don’t mention David’s name again when you’re in my arms, Shannon,” he muttered through clenched teeth. The glare in his eyes held her captive. “You think I don’t like you? What is my body telling you?"<br /><br />Shannon trembled from his words and lust rippled through her body in pleasurable waves. She was speechless, unsure if she should be offended or thrilled. She averted her gaze, afraid he would see the effect he was having on her.<br /><br />As they continued to turn slowly around on the dance floor, her gaze sought out the rest of the family, thankful no one was paying them any mind. Her breathing accelerated. She was thankful the lighting in the bar was dim and when the song ended, she stepped out of Ryan’s arms.<br /><br />Before she made a fool of herself.<br /><br />previously released

22 Big, Black and Beautiful

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Short Stories 
Price :  $0.99
Release Date :  2015-03-21
Description :  “Open up the door!” Tony waited about a minute, his patience wearing thin. He knew Shelly was inside, and he was pissed at her for making him come all this way. If she’d just answered the phone like a normal person he’d still be home in bed, getting laid by the hot chick he’d met at the bar. “Damnit, Shelly! Open the door before I break a window! I know you’re in there!”<br /><br />“Go away!”<br /><br />He could tell by the sound of her voice that she’d been crying. “No. Now open the door. I want to make sure you’re okay.”<br /><br />“I’m okay.”<br /><br />“Then why didn’t you answer your damn phone? I’ve been calling all day.”<br /><br />Silence, before she said in a reluctant, slightly apologetic tone, “I turned my phone off.”<br /><br />“Yeah, I figured that out after about a dozen tries.” Tony leaned against the door, frustrated and tired as hell. As soon as he’d found out that she and Peter had broken up he’d been trying to get a hold of her. As far as he was concerned she could do a hell of a lot better than a pretty-boy accountant who wore a different color sweater vest every day of the week.<br /><br />Sweater vests for Christ’s sakes.<br /><br />Ever since Tony’s best friend, and Shelly’s brother, Steve, had asked him to look out for her while he was in Iraq, he’d become her stalker. Well, not exactly a stalker, but Tony had taken Steve’s request seriously. He’d kept close tabs on her.<br /><br />“Come on, honey.” Tony decided to try a different tactic since his He-Man attitude didn’t seem to be working. “Let me in. I have to pee.”<br /><br />“Go behind a bush,” was Shelly’s response.<br /><br />“Damnit, Shelly!” So much for that, Tony’s anger was simmering too close to the surface for him to hold it back. “I didn’t come all the way here to talk to you through a door.”<br /><br />“You shouldn’t have come here at all. I’m a big girl, Anthony. My brother had no right to ask you to babysit me.”<br /><br />Tony released a harsh breath and leaned his forehead against the door. She knew that he hated when people used his full name. “I swear to God, if you don’t open this f*****g door—” He heard the click that indicated that Shelly had unlocked it, but he knew she wouldn’t open it, she was just that stubborn. By the time he opened the door, Shelly was walking away from him.<br /><br />“Come on in Mr. Big, black and beautiful,” she said in that teasing tone she used whenever she called him that.<br /><br />Tony’s gaze automatically fell to her ass, admiring the way the soft roundness filled out the sweats she was wearing. S**t, don’t go there, man. She’s off limits. He closed and locked the door.<br /><br />“See?” Shelly tossed over her shoulder, the wild waterfall of her thick, auburn curls bouncing with the movement of her head. God, she had great hair. “I’m okay.”<br /><br />Tony could tell by her tone that she wasn’t. He caught up to her and reached for her arm. “No, you’re not.” He forced her around to face him, his gaze dropping to what she had in her hands. “Oh, hell no, you’re not doing this, baby.” He reached for the quart of ice cream, noticing that it was half gone. “You’ll regret this in the morning.”<br /><br />“How do you know?” Shelly asked as they as they went back and forth, each trying to take control of the container.<br /><br />“Because I know you.” It was true. Tony and Steve had grown up as best friends, and had spent a lot of time at each other’s houses. Shelly was only three years younger than them, but she’d always been around when he was at their home. Over the years he’d seen a lot, including that she always seemed to pick the wrong men.

23 Surrender to Desire

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Contemporary 
Price :  $2.99
Release Date :  2013-04-14
Description :  “Hello?”<br /><br />Blade grinned at the impatience in the woman’s tone. “Yes, ma’am?”<br /><br />“I’m not up here because I want to be.” She flashed him a smile.<br /><br />“Just why are you up there?”<br /><br />“Your cow chased me up here.”<br /><br />“Satan?” Blade snickered. “Satan is a bull, ma’am. And the only thing he chases around here are the females he’s about to mount.” Her skirt moved with the breeze, teasing him with glimpses of her shapely legs. He was hoping to catch another look at the silk between her thighs. “Do you need help getting down?”<br /><br />Her gaze shot to Satan, while her teeth chewed on the corner of her bottom lip. “If you don’t mind.”<br /><br />“Just drop down and I’ll catch you.” He could sense her hesitation.<br /><br />“I’m no lightweight,” she said after a while.<br /><br />Blade paused, thinking about how to answer that. Women tended to be sensitive about their weight. As far as he was concerned there wasn’t a thing wrong with a woman who had a little meat on her. And from what he could see, there was definitely nothing wrong with her.<br /><br />“Yes ma’am.” He kept his tone neutral. “I think I can handle it.”<br /><br />“What about your cow, ah, bull?”<br /><br />Blade followed the direction of her gaze to where Satan had wandered off. “Satan is the reason I’m out here. He escaped from his pen. You’re lucky he did. We only use this pasture during the winter months.”<br /><br />“At least something is working out in my favor today.” She smiled down at him. “Get ready because here I come.”<br /><br />Blade watched her take a careful step onto a lower branch, holding her skirt against her legs. He gripped Calypso tightly between his thighs to keep him steady. When she ran out of branches he raised his arms. The next thing he knew she dropped down right onto his lap. He caught her against him, and for a moment he was being smothered by her sweet flesh, exposed when her skirt got caught up on his hat. Several mind numbing thoughts registered at once, her subtle fragrance of something wild and tantalizing, the satiny softness of her skin, the arousing little gasp that passed through her lips.<br /><br />“Oh, I’m so sorry!”

24 Hands-On

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Short Stories 
Price :  $0.99
Release Date :  2016-01-04
Description :  “Why are you so nervous, Ivy?”<br /><br />She cleared her throat. “I’m not afraid of you, Jake.” He couldn’t hurt her anymore. Could he?<br /><br />A humorless chuckle passed through his lips. “Have I ever hurt you?”<br /><br />Not physically. But a few months ago he’d broken her heart. A pain so raw she never wanted to go through it again. Ivy was determined not to rehash the past and decided to get right to the point. She took a calming breath. “I’m here on Wally’s behalf.”<br /><br />“So talk.”<br /><br />“He’s young, Jake. We’ve all made mistakes when we were his age. He deserves a second chance. He came to me the moment he realized he’d made a big mistake and asked me to help him make it right.”<br /><br />“Why isn’t he here pleading his case? He’s a man now. When are you going to start letting him run his own life and grow up?”<br /><br />“You don’t understand.”<br /><br />“I understand, remember? The last time he got into trouble I heard it all. Has it changed?”<br /><br />“He’s sorry he borrowed that money!”<br /><br />Jake snorted. “Borrowed?” Ivy watched him move around the desk and sit. “I don’t want to hear any more. I’m not interested. All I want to hear now is how you’re going to make it right.” He paused before raising his brow and adding, “Twenty-thousand-dollars right.”<br /><br />Twenty thousand dollars! Oh god, it was worse than she thought. Wally had led her to believe it was significantly less. She took a deep breath, wishing she had the answer. She’d come here with the intention of offering a six-month payment plan but it would take years to pay back that kind of money.<br /><br />“There must be something I can do.”<br /><br />She didn’t like the way Jake leaned back and studied her. When he linked his hands behind his head, she couldn’t take her gaze off his muscular biceps and the width of his chest. Then he brought his booted feet up and crossed them on top of the desk. Ivy’s gaze followed the length of his legs and powerful thighs up to the front of his dusty jeans. There was no disguising the growing bulge behind his zipper.<br /><br />Fire erupted through her. She’d never stopped loving him or wanting him. And she wanted him now. She’d been addicted to him since the moment they’d met four years ago. I wonder what he’d do if I walked around the desk and unzipped his pants. In the old days she would have had the nerve. “Well?”<br /><br />His deep voice dragged Ivy back to the present and Wally. Her wayward brother was counting on her one last time. Because she’d made it clear this was it. The next time he screwed up he was on his own. Jake was right. He was a man now.<br /><br />“Maybe we can work out some kind of a…ah, payment plan?” She chewed on the inside of her lip, realizing how weak and pitiful she sounded.<br /><br />“I have a better idea, Ivy. Seeing you again has only reminded me of what I’ve been missing. With interest, a payment plan will take years. How about one weekend?”<br /><br />One weekend? “I don’t understand. You know I can’t come up with that kind of money in one weekend.”<br /><br />Laughing, Jake slammed his feet to the floor and leaned forward. “Come on, honey, you’re not stupid. But just in case you can’t read between the lines, let me clarify. I want one weekend.”<br /><br />Her brows furrowed. “One weekend of what?”<br /><br />There was a long pause. “Of you.”<br /><br />*includes a bonus short story from the Serve and Submit Series, Pulled Over.<br />*previously released

25 Burning Hunger

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Contemporary 
Price :  $2.99
Release Date :  2013-09-12
Description :  “Too late. I already got an eyeful,” he said with a satisfied smirk. And it didn’t appear he was done looking. His gaze moved past her.<br /><br />Val turned her head, seeing her naked backside in the mirror over her dresser.<br />“You’re supposed to be watching TV,” she said in her defense. Having his gaze on her was almost like a physical caress. It certainly produced the same results.<br /><br />“Why?” His gaze moved over her again, with lazy slowness. “When I can be watching you.”<br /><br />Val’s whole body began vibrating with desire. “Well, I hope you like what you see.” If she weren’t shielding her nudity with her nightgown she would have slapped her hands on her hips.<br /><br />There was that smirk again. “You’ll do.”<br /><br />Instant anger infused Val. She’ll do? Why that arrogant ass! He’d said it like he’d seen better, and was willing to lower his standards if he had to. She wasn’t vain, but she knew she had a nice shape, having been told on more than one occasion that she had a sexy body. Maybe her breasts were a little on the large side, but her tall, slender height carried them well.<br /><br />His expression indicated that Chaz was aware he’d angered her, but there was something else in his eyes, a dark, smoldering emotion dueling with the fading glimmer of humor. Women’s intuition told Val that he wasn’t as immune to her as he’d like her to believe. Instead of slapping his face, as she itched to do, she decided to test him.<br /><br />“Well, then,” She lowered her arm and watched with satisfaction when his gaze returned to her breasts. “I guess I’m safe.” Her nipples were already hard, and a tremor of deep responsiveness traveled from the crowned peaks of her breasts to her tingling pussy. Shooting for nonchalance, she took a step around him to continue to the bathroom.<br /><br />Without warning, a powerful arm wrapped around her waist and Val found herself being pulled up against his strong body. She caught her breath, aware of the large erection throbbing against her butt. The arousal inside her belly popped, spreading a current of pleasant sensation throughout the rest of her body. She moaned before she could stop herself.<br /><br />“Guess again, baby,” Chaz said against the back of her ear. “You might be safe from Cramer, but you’re far from safe from me.” With that he took the lobe of her ear inside his mouth, gently savaging it with his teeth. He seemed to know exactly how much pain to inflict before it turned into pleasure.<br /><br />A wild shiver went through Val, releasing the floodgates of warm desire to pool between her legs. She moaned low in her weakened state. There was no way he could have missed it. His cock hadn’t missed it, reacting strongly against her bottom. Before she realized it she was thrusting back.<br /><br />Chaz groaned low, and his breathing picked up. His arm slid from around Val’s waist, and then his hands were smoothing up her body until they were beneath her breasts. She strained against him, yearning for him to take the tingling mounds in his hands. Finally he was doing just that, weighing her breasts in his palms, and tweaking her nipples with just enough roughness that she felt her thong get soaked all over again.<br /><br />She bit down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out. The nightgown slipped to the floor. One of Chaz’s hands abandoned a breast to glide down her body in a sensuous path that took him to the top of her thong. Val’s breathing turned harsh as she willed him to complete his journey and put her out of her misery. When he slipped his hand beneath her thong she was unprepared for the intense feeling of pleasure having his hand cup her pussy produced.<br /><br />She hissed.<br /><br />He sucked in his breath, his cock pushing hard against her.<br /><br />Val’s head went back against Chaz’s chest as weakness invaded her limbs, and she was certain she was going to slip to the floor. His fingers toyed with the coarse hair covering her mound, twirling and tugging until finally he slipped a long, thick digit inside her pussy.

26 All the Right Moves

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  Free
Release Date :  2015-12-01
Description :  He pulled her with him to where the flashlight had landed, and while holding her against him, bent and snatched it from the floor. “I just want to know what the hell is going on around here.” He started to shine the beam of light around the room, searching for God knows what.<br /><br />It began to dawn on Annie that maybe he wasn’t the killer after all. Perhaps he was with the Security Company that took care of the building complex. Or, worst case scenario, he’d just been driving by and noticed a strange light flashing around the office and stopped to investigate—sticking his nose into something that was none of his business. Maybe he was an off duty police officer.<br /><br />“Are you going to answer me?” the man growled.<br /><br />“I have nothing…”<br /><br />He snorted and dragged her around the room with him. “Nothing? Lady, you sure put up one hell of a fight over nothing.”<br /><br />“You frightened me,” Annie said, her eyes darting to her office door and praying he didn’t insist on checking it out. She tried to will her body under control, but her heart was pounding like a jackhammer inside her chest. “Are you with security?”<br /><br />“You might say that.”<br /><br />Annie started to drag her feet when he headed straight for her office. If he noticed, he didn’t say anything, but continued pushing her ahead of him in that direction. When they reached the threshold, she actually leaned against him in an unconscious effort to keep him from entering the room.<br /><br />“Please...” She couldn’t get the words out. The thought of Martin Strong on the floor on the other side of her desk made her stomach churn. “I can’t go back in there!”<br /><br />She struggled to break the hold he had on her wrist. He was too big and strong to win against in a struggle, but if she could manage to pull away, speed might be on her side.<br /><br />“Why not?” He pushed her further into the room. “What are you hiding?”<br /><br />“Nothing…”<br /><br />He gave a dissatisfied grunt. “Let me be the judge of that. Something’s going on and I intend to find out what it is.”<br /><br />Helplessly, Annie watched as he shined the flashlight around the small office until the beam landed on a pair of shoes. Her heart sank. The more he pushed her into the room the more she strained against his unyielding form. He halted when they were close enough to see Martin’s body slumped against the wall, the beam of light zeroing in on the nice neat bullet hole in his chest.<br /><br />“Damn...” he whispered against her ear as they stood above Martin.<br /><br />Unbelievably, Annie felt his hold around her wrist begin to relax. She took advantage of his momentary lapse and slammed her heel down on top of his foot. He swore a blue streak when she pulled away from him. She heard the flashlight drop to the floor but didn’t let it stop her from her desperate flight.<br /><br />She almost reached the door but it was over before it began. He caught up to her in the office doorway. She let out a blood-curdling scream when his hand tangled in her hair. Before she knew it, she was hauled back into his arms.<br /><br />He slammed her against the wall and pinned her there with his body. Breathing hard, he took a moment to catch his breath. “No wonder you were in a hurry to get out of here,” he rasped, close to her face. “Who’s the stiff, honey?”<br /><br />“You don’t understand!” Annie cried out desperately. She strained against his hold. “I was going for the police.” She had to make him understand.<br /><br />“Yeah right, and I’m Santa Claus. That’s why you were running away.”<br /><br />*previously released

27 The Mating Ritual

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature 
Price :  $2.99
Release Date :  2013-11-14
Description :  This erotic paranormal is written from the heroine's point of view only. It's her story.<br /><br />When Toni finally came to, she had no way of knowing how long she’d been out. As she slowly regained consciousness, she became aware that she was in some kind of cave, lying on something that felt soft and furry. At first she thought it was a dead animal. She jumped to her feet and moved away from it, only to find that it was just an animal hide. Picking it up, she examined it before wrapping it around her cold body.<br /><br />She glanced around the cave, wondering how she’d gotten there, and then her memory returned. Where was he? That a man had dragged her in there she had no doubts. She could tell the cave went further back, she could see the flickering shadows against the walls indicating some kind of lighting, but she wasn’t about to go exploring. The loud sound of moving water reminded her that she was still near the river. She turned toward the mouth of the cave, walked to the edge, and glanced down. As far as she could tell, it was the only way out of there.<br /><br />If she had jumped the night before she would have killed herself. Nothing but boulders and large rocks lined the steep incline down to the river. Something off to the side drew her attention, and she gasped, recognizing one of the men that had been after her. There was no question that he was dead. His twisted, broken body was lying just inches from the river, his bloody face and glazed, lifeless eyes were staring up at her. She shivered with repulsion and searched around for his friend, until remembering that she’d heard the sound of a splash.<br /><br />Her gaze shifted across the water to the other side, wondering if he’d crossed the river or had been swept away with the current. Even if he had managed to swim across he wouldn’t have been able to climb up the embankment. More likely than not he’d been washed down the river and had drowned. At least she didn’t have to worry about the men anymore. Once she returned to the cabin she’d call Detective Todd and tell her what happened, and with a little luck, the local police were already searching for her.<br /><br />Toni didn’t realize how close she was to the edge until she felt the heel of her foot begin to slip. She screamed when the reality that she was falling rushed over her. Once again a muscular arm came out of nowhere and encircled her waist. Then, with surprising ease, she was hauled against a huge male body. She knew it was male because he was naked, and there was no denying the feeling of a large, flaccid cock against her backside.<br /><br />She glanced down, thanking God his arm wasn’t as hairy as she’d been expecting, but still screamed and tried to wiggle free. He was much too strong for her. He kept her tight against him, grunting when she dug her nails into his flesh. He pulled her away from the cave entrance and tossed her against the cave wall. She hit it forcefully, crying out, and clutched the fur as it started to slip down.<br /><br />Toni swung around and stared at the man in shock. One thing she knew for certain, he wasn’t Bigfoot, but he was big, possibly seven feet tall. And he was definitely human, his features were rugged and strong and not totally unpleasant. He had long brownish hair that appeared streaked with blond, his brown eyes conveyed intelligence and something else that she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

28 Hers to Claim

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Short Stories 
Price :  $0.99
Release Date :  2016-10-01
Description :  “I think you’ll live.” Lilly was careful as she dabbed at the cut. It wasn’t all that bad, once the blood was removed. She sensed Blake’s quiet scrutiny as she worked, but she refused to acknowledge it. She had enough on her mind. Like ignoring her tingling nipples, the flutter of arousal in her belly, and the inferno racing through her blood. It occurred to her that she was fighting a losing battle. The chemistry between them was too strong to resist. It always had been. She felt her shirt slip off her shoulder again.<br /><br />She held her breath when Blake reached up and outlined the spot where the shirt had come to a stop just below her shoulder. His finger left a trail of fire where he touched her. “Look at me, Lilly.” His tone was low and sexy. Different than before. The sexual undercurrents in his voice warned her he was aroused.<br /><br />“I’m almost done.” There was no way she could ignore where she was standing. Somehow when she’d moved closer to Blake he’d parted his thighs and she’d moved inadvertently between them. Now she was right up against where his zipper would be. His shaft—big, strong, and pulsing against her belly—was a force to be reckoned with. Lilly thought it best to pretend she didn’t notice, even while struggling with the urge to reach inside his pajama bottoms and touch him. She knew how hot his flesh would feel, and how strong it would throb with her fingers wrapped around it. He made her hungry.<br /><br />“There, all done.” She met Blake’s eyes briefly before stepping back.<br /><br />“Not quite.” He pulled her back against him sharply.<br /><br />Lilly caught her breath. Their eyes met and held for a long time. His smoldering look caused several things to happen to her simultaneously. All of them to do with heat and arousal and the need to find out how far she could make Blake go before he’d forget her warning and do what he wanted to her.<br /><br />What they both wanted.<br /><br />“What—”<br /><br />All at once his hands were in her hair, gripping it tightly. “Screw your damn rules, Lilly, I need this, and so do you.” The hunger in his eyes mesmerized her, sucking her in. It didn’t occur to her to resist. “I need you.”<br /><br />As Blake slowly drew her down to him she put her hands on his shoulders to keep from falling forward. “I hate you.” Tears filled her eyes as she was overcome with emotion. Why couldn’t he see how much she loved him?<br /><br />He jerked to a halt with obvious surprise, and then chuckled. And before Lilly could draw another breath Blake slammed his mouth down on hers and everything went crazy.<br /><br />*previously released

29 Wild Marauders MC Lynch

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $4.99
Release Date :  2015-01-15
Description :  The woman in question was still on the ground, unwittingly bringing attention to her large t**s as she lay on her backside panting. Her wild blonde hair was half-up, half-down, and with a huff she brushed it out of her face and eyes, which were shooting daggers of blue lightning up at us. When my gaze returned to hers, she had enough fury in her eyes to damn me to hell and back. If she recognized me she didn’t show it.<br /><br />I shouldn’t have, but I smiled.<br /><br />She got to her feet on her own steam and headed straight for Chicken. “You dumb s**t! I couldn't breathe!” It was clear that she was going to hit him, which just wouldn’t do. No one hit a brother, even a prospect, and got away with it. Chicken actually took a step back, producing laughter from Wizard and Tank. It was clear her attack had caught him by surprise. “You could have killed me!”<br /><br />Just as she raised her hands to hit him I stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her waist hauling her off her feet and back against me. I immediately noticed the difference between her and the skinny whores that hung around club. Thicker waist, curvier hips, and right now her fleshy ass was rubbing against me, and any time I had something this sweet against my dick I got hard.<br /><br />“Who the hell is in charge here?” she snapped, digging her nails into my arm and struggling wildly, obviously too angry to appreciate her situation. “Kidnapping is against the law, you jerks!” She tried to pull my arm from around her waist, throwing her head back with purpose.<br /><br />She wasn’t scared, just mad as hell.<br /><br />Her attempt to head-butt me produced a chuckle from the guys. I was six-foot-six and her head barely reached my chest. There was nothing she could do to hurt me physically, but that didn’t matter. Just the fact that she was trying to hurt me was cause for immediate action. As the president of the club I had a reputation to protect. My crew might be amused at what was happening, but they still expected me to put her in her place and show her who was boss. As she continued to wiggle against me, the clip holding her hair popped open, releasing long, wild hair.<br /><br />The kind of hair a man could grab a hold of when pounding into her from behind.<br /><br />F**k me. Not a vision that I wanted right then.<br /><br />“Let me go, a*****e!”<br /><br />I had a feeling that her hysterical command was the result of my hard cock. Unless she was dead from the waist down, she had to feel it against her ass. I was harder than a steel rod from her movements, and I’d always liked a woman that looked like a woman, with curves I could sink myself into. Another thing affecting my libido was the way she smelled, clean and fresh. I was used to the smell of cigarettes, booze, and sex on the whores that I slept with.<br /><br />“Take your filthy hands off me!”<br /><br />That did it. She needed to be taught a f*****g lesson. There was an old, broken down jeep nearby and I threw her up against it, pushing her there with my body. Ignoring her gasp of pain, I fisted a hand in her long hair and jerked her head back roughly, enough so that our eyes could meet.<br /><br />“Give me anymore trouble and I’ll show you how filthy I can get.

30 No Escape

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $3.99
Release Date :  2018-02-01
Description :  Tired of her smart mouth, Clint reacted without thinking, spinning around so fast Sarah jumped back with a startled gasp. He reached for her and jerked her up against him until they were suddenly nose to nose. Her eyes widened with alarm, meeting his easily in the darkness.<br /><br />“You don’t have to worry about whether I’m f*****g good or not. I’m very good at everything I do. You’ll want to keep that in mind the next three days. When I tell you to do something, you do it…got it?” They were so close he could feel her warm breath against his face.<br /><br />Clint couldn’t see her expression, but he could tell by her tone she wasn’t happy. “Who do you think you are, bossing me around like I don’t have a brain in my head?”<br /><br />“Just in case you still haven’t figured it out, I’m a mercenary. I hire my services out to the biggest purse,” he explained, catching her small gasp before she drew herself up.<br /><br />“I don’t care what you are. You’re in for a big surprise if you think I’m just going to follow you around like a little puppy and meekly jump at every command.”<br /><br />“Do you know where you’re going?” he questioned softly.<br /><br />“No but…”<br /><br />“Do you know how to get off the island?” he continued in the same tone of voice.<br /><br />“No but…”<br /><br />“Then I suggest you let me do my f*****g job, lady,” he growled, fighting the urge to shake some sense into her. He knew what he had to do to get them off the island alive, but if she defied him at every turn they were in for a rough three days. Warning bells went off when she suddenly relaxed against him.<br /><br />“Yes, sir.” Her voice was as soft and sweet as a southern belle.<br /><br />Clint frowned, wondering what she was up to. Her submissive response had a definite undercurrent of grit and steel, something he would normally admire if the circumstances were different. Not now when so much was at stake. He hoped for her sake she knew the importance of following an order when the time came.<br /><br />“Do you mind letting go now?” She tried to break away gently, but Clint refused to release her, still trying to figure her out. When she jerked her arms a second time, he tightened his grip even more. Then, without warning, she pulled her leg back and kicked him.<br /><br />“Ouch!” He released her immediately, reaching down to rub his shin, angry with himself for not seeing it coming. “You little bitch!”<br />Rubbing her arms Sarah made a sound with her lips warning him to be quiet. “You want them to hear you?” He glared at her in annoyed silence. “Honestly, you’re supposed to be the expert, and here you are making enough racket to wake the dead.” She moved off in the direction they’d been going.<br /><br />Clint let her go, only because he knew if he put his hands on her now he’d probably strangle her. And he hadn’t gone to all the trouble of rescuing her just to kill her. Damn her, he knew she was going to be trouble. And if that wasn’t bad enough, there was something about her that was having a powerful affect on his libido. Susan owed him big time.<br /><br />He let out a curse, hearing her movements in front of him. Talk about waking the dead— she was thrashing through the brush like a wounded elephant. He shook his head, his mouth fixed in a grim line as took off after her, wishing fervently that he hadn’t given up smoking. He had a feeling before it was all over she was going to push him back into a lot of his old habits.

31 Carnal Hunger

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $4.99
Release Date :  2016-08-25
Description :  “Looks like you’ve been stood up.” Humor danced in his eyes.<br /><br />I decided not to mention my connection to his club. “It’s not the first time,” I smiled back.<br /><br />“Can we drop you off at the hospital?”<br /><br />I was so tempted to say yes, anything to spend more time with this sexy hunk, but I knew that I wouldn’t. I was sure someone would come for me. “That’s very nice of you, but I’d better not.” As I declined I saw Dickie’s brother, Marvin, walking up the stairs, and with a sinking heart I knew that he’d come for me. Marvin had never been my favorite person. He was nice enough, but he tried too hard, and he always came on to me. He couldn’t seem to get it through his head that I wasn’t attracted to him.<br /><br />Something in my face must have revealed how I felt.<br /><br />“Are you sure about that, darlin’?”<br /><br />His gaze moved back and forth between me and Marvin. He must have guessed that Marvin was my ride. I returned his grin with a sigh of resignation. “He’s harmless.”<br /><br />“But you don’t like him.”<br /><br />“Very intuitive,” I commented with surprise. “I’d better watch my expressions from now on or they’ll get me into trouble.”<br /><br />Without warning he wrapped a large hand around the back of my neck and pulled me closer. I caught my breath, my hands automatically landing on his chest. “Maybe this will help him get the message, yeah?” I didn’t think he’d really kiss me until he was doing it.<br /><br />I swooned against him like a smitten teenager kissing her favorite rock star. It had been years since I’d been kissed like this, so long that it felt like my first kiss, and let me tell you, the man knew how to kiss. It was no soft, sweet, brushing of our lips, either. There was nothing shy about him. He crushed my mouth beneath his in a rough claiming that left no doubt to anyone observing that I was his. Well, at least for that moment. I should have gotten angry at his highhandedness, but it was all I could do to grip the front of his jacket to keep from sinking to the floor.<br /><br />My white cotton panties were instantly wet and I was burning up inside, sure that everyone there knew exactly how I was feeling at that moment. A fireball of need uncurled deep in my belly as he continued to work his masterful mouth against mine, being as bold as to force mine open for his probing tongue.<br /><br />Oh.<br /><br />My.<br /><br />God.<br /><br />Desire thrummed through me as if someone had shot me up with a powerful aphrodisiac, and the moan I let loose sounded like a canon blast going off. I’d never felt anything like it. He was f*****g my mouth, there was no other explanation, working his tongue in and out, and that’s when I felt his erection against my belly. Sweet Jesus he was going to have to pick me up off the floor if he didn’t release me soon. His low growl vibrated through me, adding to the sweet intensity.<br /><br />Holy-f*****g-smokes! When he finally pulled back it wasn’t far enough. Our breaths collided, warm and erratic. I knew that I was shaking badly. His eyes stayed glued to mine for what seemed like a hundred years, intensifying the electricity of the unexpected kiss. Hell, it had been more than just a kiss. The man had touched my soul. If it hadn’t been for the clearing of someone’s throat I might have remained against him until the end of time.<br /><br />I don’t know how I managed it but I stepped back, shaken, and certain that my face was as red-hot as I felt. He appeared unaffected though, his expression stretched taut over his square jawbone. Yet I knew that he was affected. His hard-on was unmistakable, and his eyes were glazed with dark passion, and something else that I couldn’t quite identify.<br /><br />Satisfaction?

32 One Night Only

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance  Contemporary 
Price :  $0.99
Release Date :  2017-05-24
Description :  By the time the music stopped my whole body and soul was aroused to the point that I was certain I wouldn’t be able to walk off the stage. I was tingling from head to foot, and had an itch between my legs that needed tending to, immediately. I watched as Joe slowly stood, our eyes locked until I couldn’t stand it any longer and I lowered my head to look down. There was no way he could hide the hard-on behind his black thong. He didn’t even try. He helped me to my feet.<br /><br />“Come home with me.” He wasn’t asking. I glanced around for my friends, shocked to see them waving at me from the entrance doorway before they quickly turned and exited the place. What the hell? They were deserting me? I looked back at Joe. “Relax, birthday girl. I promised them if you weren’t interested that I would get you home.”<br /><br />“I’m not a girl.” I don’t know why I said it, other than to bring attention to the fact that I was a woman and much older than him.<br /><br />His sexy laugh stoked the fire between my legs. “No, you’re a very sexy lady.”<br /><br />Oh my, he thought I was sexy? “Older woman.”<br /><br />“Not that much older, Lana, and age is only a number. So, will you come home with me?<br /><br />This time he asked, and I didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”<br /><br />“Good. Wait for me at your table while I go shower and dress.”<br /><br />As I took the side stairs down off the stage, I was already thinking about changing my mind. I must be crazy to think about going home with a man I didn’t know. I was still horny as hell but I could take care of that with a little help from the overused dildo under my pillow, and there was always my little purple rabbit. My c**t was actually throbbing, and it wouldn’t take long to have an orgasm. Reaching my table, the first thing my eyes lit on was the folded note propped up against my glass. I sat down and reached for it at the same time.<br /><br />Please don’t be mad at Helen and me for leaving you. We’ve been coming to Big Dicks a lot longer than you have, and we know and trust Joe. He confessed to us a couple weeks ago that he’d like to get to know you. Don’t do anything you don’t want to, honey. Happy Birthday!<br /><br />Smiling, I reached for my small purse where I’d left it hanging on a hook under the table, and slipped the note inside. Seems my friends had thought of everything. Their note set my mind at ease about going home with Joe.<br /><br />*previously released

33 Wild Surrender

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotic Romance  Books  Romance 
Price :  $0.99
Release Date :  2017-03-15
Description :  Thomas shook his head to try to clear the sexual fog that he’d been in since meeting Julie. He opened the fridge, and reached for a beer. Then pulled the tab and took a long swig. The storm had stopped and he’d taken a quick shower before eating dinner. He’d turn in soon. He went to the window facing Julie’s house and peered out, noticing the lights were on in her bedroom. And the window was open.<br /><br />He started to turn away, until she came into full view of the window. What was she doing? Thomas got his answer when she began to shimmy out of her shorts. He sucked in his breath when he caught a glimpse of her lacy G-string. Jesus! His body was encased with instant heat. When her hands went to the hem of her T-shirt he all but held his breath. In slow motion, Julie lifted her shirt, exposing inch by inch of satiny skin until her breasts were bare. Thomas almost swallowed his tongue at the sight of those perfect, mouth-watering globes.<br /><br />Dropping her shirt to the floor, she then ran her hands up her ribcage in a smooth caress, closing her eyes when she cupped her breasts before massaging them. His heart stopped. He glanced up to find she was looking in his direction. F**k. Me. With a half-smile on her pretty face. She knew he was watching. He smiled back before reaching to turn off the lamp.<br /><br />Two can play at this game, honey.<br /><br />Only when he played he planned on having her at his mercy.<br /><br />*previously released

34 His Possession

Author : Tory Richards
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Suspense 
Price :  $3.99
Release Date :  2016-05-01
Description :  Once inside the small kitchen I went to the cupboard, where I knew the f*****g booze was kept. I grabbed the first bottle of unopened whisky and started to reach for a glass before deciding that I didn’t need it. I needed more than a f*****g shot to fuel me for what I wanted to do to Rosa. I couldn’t let her get to me. I wouldn’t. We may never have acted on our feelings for each other, but we both had known they were there.<br /><br />Well, the time for acknowledgement had f*****g lapsed. Her betrayal had sealed her fate, and I was ready to make her pay. I downed about three shots worth, letting the raw burn settle in my gut and fuel my hate. Running the back of my hand across my mouth, I headed for the bedroom where Rosa was locked up, thinking about her pretty face as she’d sat on the stand condemning me, hearing again her tearful words as she’d sworn that I had done the killing, and recalling the silent plea in her eyes as she’d stared at me. I’d understood then that she didn’t believe what she was saying, yet it hadn’t stopped her from lying.<br /><br />I came to her door, turned the lock, and opened it. Rosa turned from the window she’d been staring out of, tear tracks lining her smooth, olive-toned cheeks. Even in her disheveled state she was f*****g beautiful. Her midnight hair was shiny and half tumbling down to her shoulders. I let my gaze wander lazily down her full curves, taking in the slight changes that had occurred since I’d seen her last. She was soft and ripe, and I was going to devour her.<br /><br />She took a hesitant step toward me. “How many men have you f****d, Rosa?” I asked from the doorway. My question startled her, and she halted abruptly. I could see the confusion shimmering in her eyes. Her brows furrowed. Those sweet, full lips parted as she opened her mouth to answer, but nothing came out.<br /><br />“How many men have been between your legs in the last three years?” I snarled, baring my teeth. She stepped back against the window in fear.<br /><br />She began to shake her head. “No one,” she whispered. “There’s been no one since—”<br /><br />“I was locked up?”<br /><br />Tears swelled in her f*****g eyes. “Raze, I’m so sorry—”<br /><br />“No!” I was on her before she could finish. “You don’t f*****’ get to say sorry, as if that will make it all go away,” I gritted into her upraised face, upraised because my hand was in her hair, pulling her head back so that she was forced to look into my eyes. I could so easily snap her neck if I wanted to. “Three f*****g years, Rosa. For three f*****g years your lies kept me behind bars, kept me from my club.” I swung her around and crushed her against the window, moving my mouth next to her ear. “Kept me from f*****g.”<br /><br />Keeping her pinned, I reached for the zipper at the top of her dress and pulled it all the way down her back. When it stopped at the top of her luscious ass I took the parted material in my hands and ripped it the rest of the way open until her whole f*****g backside was exposed. I ignored her gasp, taking in the smooth slopes of her rounded ass, naked because of the thong she had on. Lust slammed into me like a freight train at the sight of all that curvy flesh. I wanted to squeeze it until she was branded with the imprint of my hand, leaving no doubt as to who she f*****g belonged to.<br /><br />How many times over the last decade had I imagined f*****g Rosa?<br /><br />“Then I guess we’re both overdo, “I grated into her ear.

35 True Love 25 Kurzgeschichten

Author : Tory Richards, Judy Wilkinson, Monica Mathis & Belle Melton
Genre :  Erotica  Books  Fiction & Literature  Romance  Erotic Romance 
Price :  $2.99
Release Date :  2014-11-04
Description :  True Love 25 Kurzgeschichten<br />Der Taxifahrer<br />Einleitung<br /> ‘Kannst du bitte Liebe mit mir machen?’ sagte Clara plötzlich, als ich das Auto fuhr. Ich war wie gebannt.<br />‘Du fragst völlig Unbekannte, ob sie mit die schlafen?’ fragte ich sie. <br />‘Nein, aber ich bin so verletzt. Ich brauche einen Mann,’ sagte sie. Ich sagte ihr, dass es keine gute Idee wäre.<br />Das nächste Mal, wo ich in meinen Rückspiegel schaute, sah ich, wie sie fast völlig ausgezogen auf dem Rücksitz saß. Was würde ich tun?<br />Eine intime Begegnung mit der Nachbarin<br />Einleitung<br />‘Ich bin hier nicht hergekommen um mit dir zu schlafen’ sagte Sandy. Auf alle Fälle hielt sie mich aber auch nicht auf. Alles ging dann sehr schnell von da ab an. Wir waren schon bald zusammen im Bett…<br />Ich mag es hart<br />Einleitung<br /> ‘Ich mag es hart!’ schrie ich. Er wusste genau was er tun musste, um mir die Erfahrung viel angenehmer zu machen. Er flüsterte weiter in mein Ohr. Ich konnte nichts davon verstehen, aber es kümmerte mich nicht!



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