Full Contact
a Redemption series title
by Sarah Castille
a Fighter series Romance
Meet Ray & Sia in Full Contact!
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Blurb
Ray wraps his arms around me and holds me tight as if something terrible has happened and he doesn't want to let me go.
Full Contact. This is how Ray speaks when his emotions overwhelm him. I melt into his stillness. His body is hot and hard, his breath warm on my neck. He smells of leather and sweat, sex and sin. Nothing can tear me away.
When you can't resist the one person who could destroy you...
Sia O'Donnell can't help but push the limits. She secretly attends every underground MMA fight featuring The Predator, the undisputed champion. When he stalks his prey in the ring, Sia is mesmerized. He is dominant and dangerous and every instinct tells her to run.
Every beautiful thing Ray "The Predator" touches he knows he'll eventually destroy. Soft, sweet and innocent, Sia is the light to Ray's darkness-and completely irresistible. From the moment he lays eyes on her, he knows he's going to have to put his dark past behind him to win her body and soul.
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Excerpt
“Clothes off and prepare to be searched.”
His voice is warm, lush, and filled with sensual promise. But I am oh so aware
that, dominant as he is, he’s mindful of my issue with being undressed. A warm,
fluttery feeling spreads from my belly, beating back the memories.
“Help me.”
And he does. His hands over my hands, we
slide my shirt and bra up and over my head, his fingers tangling with mine,
caressing my body as I am bared for his pleasure. When we get to my shoulders,
I raise my arms and Ray takes over. Slow and sensual, his fingers glide over my
skin, filling me with the sensation of his touch. When he reaches my hands, he
yanks the clothing over my head and tosses it to the floor with a victory
growl.
“Back in position.” He smooths his hands
down my arms and places my palms against the cool metal surface of the shop
wall. And then he is everywhere, his hands roaming over my body, setting fire
to my skin. When he has thoroughly touched and kissed every inch of my exposed
skin, he tugs out my ponytail holder. My hair fans out across my back in a
silken wave.
“Fuck. I love your hair.” He strokes his
fingers through the strands. “Don’t put it up when you’re with me.”
“Guess that means I won’t be with you
when I’m exercising or doing ink.” With a grin, I look back over my shoulder,
but my smile fades at the intensity of his stare.
“You know what I do to girls who give me
attitude?” He kicks my legs apart, then smooths his hand over my ass.
Desire, dark and
delicious, curls through my body. “What do you do?”
His hand tightens, fingers digging into
my flesh. “I spank them.”
I make a soft sound, deep in my throat.
Morbid fascination, dan- gerous desire—everything I’ve imagined but never
thought could be real, he offers with a brush of his fingertips. “I’ve never been
spanked,” I whisper. “But I think I might like it.”
His deep, satisfied rumble pulses between
my legs. “You’re gonna kill me, sayin’ things like that.” He circles my waist
with his hands, his fingers lingering on the waistband of my jeans, skimming
along the inside, his touch an erotic tickle that makes me writhe against him.
“Don’t move.”
“Then don’t do things that make me want
to push you to the ground and tear off your clothes.”
He chuckles, amused. “We’ll get to that
later. Right now, you’re taking off your jeans and I’m gonna help you, like
last time.”
With a vicious tug, he reaches around and
opens the zipper, then positions my hands on my hips and covers them with his
palms, guiding me as I push down my jeans. Although he is working around my
trigger, he is still totally in control, and I tremble, overwhelmed with the
knowledge that for the first time, I can have what I want without the past
getting in the way.
He crouches beside me, offering his
shoulder as I toe off my shoes and kick my jeans away. Then he licks his lips
and barks, “Back to the wall.”
My mouth waters at his tone—low,
commanding, authoritative. Intensely erotic. He is so unlike any man I have
ever been with. I turn without thinking, curiosity overriding reticence and my
fear of losing control.
Crouched in front of me, Ray glides his
hands up my legs, his fingers drawing lazy circles over the sensitive skin of
my inner thighs, turning my thoughts to the throbbing between my legs. Unable
to resist, I run my hands through the soft fuzz on his head.
He looks up, his eyes hooded with desire,
then stands, dwarfing me with his massive body. With one hand pressed against
the wall beside me, he glides a finger along the edge of my silky red panties,
his lips curling into a satisfied smile when I whimper.
“You like red panties?”
“I like what’s hidden by red panties.”
His naughty finger glides over my mound, brushing over the thin slip of fabric
covering my aching clit. My breath catches in my throat, and I arch my back and
moan.
“You want more?” His voice rumbles in my
ear as he slides his hand down to cup my sex.
“Yes.”
He wraps one arm around my waist, pulling
my body against him. Then he kicks my legs apart.
“Open for me.”
Redemption Series Reading Order
Against the Ropes (Book One)
In Your Corner (Book Two)
About the Author:
New York Times and USA Today bestselling
author Sarah Castille worked and travelled abroad before trading her briefcase
and stilettos for a handful of magic beans and a home near the Canadian
Rockies. She writes contemporary erotic romance and romantic suspense featuring
blazingly hot alpha heroes and the women who tame them. Her books include the
bestselling “Redemption” fighter romance series, and the dark, gritty Sinner’s
Tribe Motorcycle Club romance series.
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