Deep Under

by Lisa Renee Jones

  “I bought the store for you,” he says. “And Barbara wants to come and work for you if you want her. I didn’t promise her anything. We can plan a launch and-”

  I push to my toes and kiss him, while the room erupts in cheers. “You are amazing, Kyle. So good to me.”

  “Does that mean you’ll marry me?”

  “What?”

  He goes down on one knee and presents me with a box he opens. It contains the most stunning oval-shaped diamond I’ve ever seen. “Marry me, Myla.”

  “Yes,” I say. “Yes.”

  He slips the ring on my finger and stands, his hands cupping my cheeks, his lips finding mine as the room once again erupts in cheers. “I love you, Myla.”

  “I love you too,” I whisper.

  “I’m going to interrupt,” Royce calls out.

  “Because why wouldn’t you fucking interrupt,” Blake adds. “That’s what family is for.”

  Kyle and I laugh and he slides his arm over my shoulder, turning me toward the room. Royce is standing directly across from us with his wife Lauren, a pretty petite brunette, next to him. “Some of you know that Lauren and I tried to start a family last year,” he says, “and it didn’t go as well as we’d hoped. We waited a while to try again. And we didn’t want to say anything until we were sure it was going to work out this time.”

  “We’re four months pregnant!” Lauren shouts.

  More cheers erupt and before I know it, I’m being hugged left and right, but of course, Kara is the first, with Blake following. Asher and Jacob, are here too, and even more Walker Security men are present.

  “I love fashion,” Julie, Luke’s wife, tells me, when we finally get some time to chat. “I’d love to help you launch the store. If you don’t mind?”

  “I’d love help,” I say.

  “Can you design baby clothes?” Lauren asks, joining us.

  “I would love to design for the first little Walker baby,” I say.

  “And we can help with the wedding,” Julie offers.

  Kyle steps to my side and takes my hand. “I’m stealing my future wife,” he says, leading me to a private office, shutting the door and pulling me close. “How do you feel?”

  “Happy,” I say. “When I never thought I’d be happy again.”

  The End…

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  Book 1: Deep Under (Kyle’s story) – available now

  Book 2: Pulled Under (Asher’s story) – coming late 2016

  Book 3: Falling Under (Jacob’s story) - TBD

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  He is dark passion and sweet obsession…Her journal. My darkest desires. I was looking for her and I found him.

  A journal comes to Sara McMillan by chance, when she unexpectedly inherits the key to an abandoned storage locker belonging to a woman named Rebecca. Sara can’t resist peeking at the entries inside…and finds a scintillating account of Rebecca’s affair with an unnamed lover, a relationship drenched in ecstasy and wrapped in dark secrets.

  Obsessed with discovering Rebecca’s destiny after the entries come to an abrupt end, Sara does more than observe the players in the woman’s life; she immerses herself in the high-stakes art gallery world Rebecca inhabited—and is magnetically drawn to two men. Both will want to possess her but only one – the dark, mysteriously sexy, Chris Merit, will win her heart. But where is Rebecca? And is Sara trusting the wrong man?

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  Ella Ferguson awakes alone in Italy, unsure of who she is, and a gorgeous man has claimed her as his own. He’s tall, dark, and sexy, with money and power, the kind of man who makes a girl want to be possessed. And he does possess her, whispering wicked wonderful promises to her, stealing her trust and her heart. Soon though, the past finds her, yanking her from a cocoon of passion and safety. Everything is not how it seems. The truth will shatter her world, but it can set her free, if it doesn’t destroy her first.

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  Also by Lisa Renee Jones

  The Inside Out Series

  If I Were You

  Being Me

  Revealing Us

  His Secrets*

  Rebecca’s Lost Journals

  The Master Undone*

  My Hunger*

  No In Between

  My Control*

  I Belong to You

  All of Me*

  The Secret Life of Amy Bensen

  Escaping Reality

  Infinite Possibilities

  Forsaken

  Unbroken*

  Careless Whispers

  Denial

  Demand (May 2016)

  Surrender (December 2016)

  Dirty Money

  Hard Rules (August 2016)

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  “You’re not alone now,” he said softly, brushing his fingers down her cheek, sending a tingle of electricity through her body. “I’m here and no one is going to scare me away.”

  “Have you met my father?”

  He laughed. “Not even your father.”

  “We’ll see about that one.”

  “Yeah,” he said. “We will. I’m not going anywhere unless you make me.” He turned to his side to face her. “I know I said this before, but I’m going to say it again. I’m not here because of the threats. If they didn’t exist, I’d still be here, if you’d have me. I’m here for you, Lauren. I’m here because there is something about you I can’t escape, and I don’t even want to try.”

  The rain pelted against the windows, the fire crackled in the fireplace. Electricity sparked in the air, intimacy thickening with it.

  “I’m glad you’re here, and not because of the threats.” She hesitated. “Okay, maybe I’m a little glad you’re here because of the threats. I’m rattled, Royce. I don’t know why; it’s not like me, but I am. And I wouldn’t tell anyone else that, but I am. And I feel like I can tell you that without it becoming everyone else’s knowledge.”

  “You know what I think?” he asked, lowering his head slowly, his breath warm, teasing her with the promise of intimacy. “I think you need something else to think about.” His lips touched hers, a soft caress that traveled her nerve endings. Her nipples tightened, and heat pooled low in her belly.

  Nerves fluttered in her stomach, with the awareness of where this was going, but his tongue, his hands, his touch, drew her deeper into the fog of desire. She lost herself in the moment, savoring the feel on him, a soft sound of pleasure escaping her lips as his tongue swept against hers. He deepened the contact and she wrapped her arms around his neck. His hand traveled her back, scorching her with heat, melding her clos
er. She could feel the desire expand between them, consume them, and leave her with only him.

  Royce pulled Lauren into his lap to straddle him, the V of her body pressing against the thick ridge of his erection. He wanted this woman, wanted her like he had not wanted in a very long time. Wanted in a way like he’d never wanted. Her hair was soft on his face, and that damn vanilla and honey scent was driving him wild. So much of what she had told him had twisted him in knots. Her ex cheating on her explained the insecurity he’d seen in her, the fear of intimacy.

  He drank her in, kissing her, making love to her with his tongue, and vowing to be the man who showed her just how sexy she truly was.

  “You’re beautiful,” he murmured against her mouth. “And your ex was a fool.”

  “Royce, I—”

  He swallowed her words, working his hands under her shirt to her soft skin, not allowing her to reject his words, showing her how much he meant them. She reached behind him and tugged loose his hair, twining her fingers into it. Her touch was like silk and fire at the same time, soothing him even as she ignited his hunger. He touched her, filled his hands with her high, full breasts and shoved down her bra to tease her plump nipples.

  She shifted on top of him, arching against his cock, and he moaned with the ache and pleasure that crashed into him. He tugged at her shirt. “Take it off.”

  She leaned back and stared down at him, and he saw vulnerability wash over her face. He wrapped his fingers around her neck and pulled her mouth to his. “You. Are. Beautiful. And I want to feel you next to me.” He reached over his head and tugged his shirt off, trying to make her feel more comfortable by undressing first.

  Her gaze swept his chest, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. “You’re beautiful,” she said, her hands splaying over his pecs, his arms.

  He kissed her, hard and fast, caressing her sides, her breasts, before easing her shirt up again. “Take it off. Let me feel you next to me.”

  She pulled it over her head and tossed it and he cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples even as he unhooked the front clasp of her bra.

  Her lashes fluttered, her hands covering his. He rolled her to the ground and eased her legs apart, settling his hips between her legs and going down on top of her.

  Their eyes locked and held, the connection, the desire he felt with Lauren, expanding inside him, feeding a possessive need to pleasure her, to protect her, to hold her. He kissed her, trailed lips down her neck, taking his time…

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  Luke Walker watched the only woman who’d ever rocked his world sashaying her sexy little behind toward the plane, remembering another goodbye, and wondering if she was remembering it too. It had been two years ago and he’d been headed back to active duty after a month off and in her arms. She’d taken him to the airport, even walked with him inside. They’d stopped at security and stared at one another, long seconds of silence heavy between them, and he’d been unsure what to say. Their time together had been a short-term thing. They’d both been clear about that, no strings, no tomorrows, but he didn’t want it to end. He squeezed his eyes shut, reliving the past.

  Julie leaned into him, her hands on his chest, scorching his skin through his shirt. She pressed to her toes and brushed her lips over his and it was all he could do not to kiss her like it was his last kiss in this lifetime. “Don’t die, soldier,” she whispered. “The world needs more men like you, not less.”

  He’d wrapped his arms around her and held her close. “And you? What do you need?”

  She blinked up at him and he saw the uncertainty in her face for an instant. “One last kiss,” she said, her mouth finding his again for a feather light kiss that was over too soon. She pushed out of his arms and turned away, half-running toward the exit. Regret and disappointment filled him.

  Luke scrubbed the tension at back of his neck. As time had ticked on, one thing about that day had replayed over and over in his mind. There had been no goodbye.

  An announcement sounded over the intercom, snapping Luke back to the present. His flight was cancelled. The doors to Julie’s plane hadn’t closed. He had a gut feeling she wasn’t going anywhere either.

  He walked to the counter and found the attendant. “Is this flight going to take off?”

  She sighed. “They’re trying to get clearance but it’s not looking good.”

  “If they don’t, since you put them on the plane, will you put them up in a hotel for the night?”

  “We won’t pay for the room since weather is an act of God,” she said, “but we’ll get them to a reserved room if they want it.”

  “Which hotel?”

  “The Royal Blue,” she said. “If you’re thinking about staying there, I’m not sure that will be possible. The airline reserved a large block of rooms. You should check around quickly before everyone is sold out.”

  “Understood,” Luke said. “Thank you.” He turned away and started walking. The airline wasn’t the only one with a Royal Blue contract. Airport administration and security had one as well, and he had a security clearance badge that gave him priority reservations. He was headed to the Royal Blue and he wasn’t giving Julie a chance to run away to a different hotel.

  He’d see her when she arrived.

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  Blake shut the door behind him, sauntering into the room to find her tossing her purse and briefcase on the typical luxury room high back chair by the window. He shrugged out of his leather jacket and tossed it on the king sized bed separating them. “You have my money?”

  “I’ll need to review the file.”

  He crossed the room, stopping at the desk and pulled the chair out, putting them within a few steps of each other. Blake opened the drawer and removed the file, setting it on top of the desk. He tapped the top of it. “Now you show me yours. Full exposure at the same time.”

  Her lashes lowered, and he could almost hear her thinking about her next move, before her brown eyes met his and for just an instant he saw trepidation in her eyes. She blinked and it was gone, but he’d seen it, recognized it for the hesitation and fear that it was, and silently cursed. Holy hell. He was her first gig like this. She wasn’t even sure this was where she belonged but something made her desperate enough to do this. Fuck me. He was going to try and save her.

  “All right,” she said, and she reached for her briefcase but instead of removing the file, she carried it with her towards him. She stopped at the chair and set it down, but didn’t reach for the file. Instead, she stepped around the chair, close to him.

  Blake didn’t wait for her to act. He pulled her to him, and maneuvered her against the wall. “Why are you here?”

  “I thought we were pretty clear on that point?”

  “I’m not.” He pressed one hand to the wall beside her, his body framing hers but not touching it. He wanted this woman, but if he could scare her the hell out of this room without touching her, it would be in her best interest. “Spell it out.”

  “I have something you want. You have something I want.”

  His body responded to that tease, his cock thickening against his jeans. “And yet you’re in my room, alone with me. You have to know that’s asking for more than a simple exchange.”

  “It’s as simple as it gets. You brought my boss a file. If I like what’s inside it, I’m to make sure you’re rewarded. So I suggest you show me your file, Mr. Wright. Otherwise, you won’t be getting anything.”

  She delivered the seductive promise with such Grande that he almost – almost – believed he’d been wrong about her, but not quite. “You don’t have to do this, you know?”

  “You’re right,” she said. “I don’t
. I can walk out of here with my envelope and leave you with yours. I just choose not to.”

  “What is it he’s promised you to make you willing to sell your soul and your body for him?”

  Her hand slid to his chest. “I have a choice.” She leaned into him and pressed her lips to his. She tasted like the same tangerine of her lipstick, sweet and tangy, tempting.

  He didn’t respond at first, thinking through what came next, what he should do. She was inside Alvarez’s operation. He had no reason to trust her, or help her, and he wanted her more than he remembered wanting anyone in a very long time. So, why was he hesitating to take what she offered?

  With a low growl, he slid his hand to her back and called her bluff. If he was right about her, he’d scare the shit out of her and have one hell of a cold shower afterwards. His mouth slanted over hers, tongue delving past her teeth, hand settling on her back, molding her soft curves to his hard body.

  She melted against him, a soft moan sliding from her throat, her arms wrapping around his neck. Holy hell, he thought again. He could make love to this woman. Make her feel soft, sexy, and pleasured, and enjoy every damn second of it, seduce her into helping him. They had chemistry and attraction that would make this easy to blow off as a hot night that wasn’t as dangerous as it was for her future. But that wouldn’t save her, and she needed to be saved. He didn’t know why he knew this, but he did. The only way to help her was to scare the living shit out of her. To take her places she wouldn’t want to go and force her to see that this wasn’t where she belonged. That meant this was going someplace down and dirty, and hard and gritty.