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The music picked up and Luke was moving with Joanne, his gyrations tight and precise
Their bodies were pressed so closely together it was as if they were one person instead of two. Then Luke pulled some fancy footwork on her, spinning Joanne around so that her back was against his chest as he pushed himself against her buttocks. Unable to resist, Joanne continued to move with him, savoring the sensation of his rock hard frame kissing the cushion of her soft curves. She raised her arms over her head, dancing against him, her fingers snapping in time to the music.
Luke slipped his arms back around her waist, spinning her around to face him. The look in his eyes was pure, unadulterated lust, and his hunger set every nerve ending in Joanne’s body on fire. As Luke continued to move against her, his left arm holding her tightly around the waist, his right hand moved up the length of her back and his palm came to rest against the back of her head. Without warning, Luke slipped his fingers into the short length of her hair as he dipped her over his arm.
The gesture took Joanne by surprise, causing her to gasp loudly, right before Luke leaned down over her, pressing his mouth against the curve of her neck. The sensation of his lips against her bare skin was overwhelming and Joanne moaned out loud, almost forgetting that they were surrounded by a crowd of people. As he lifted her back up, Luke smiled and wrapped both of his arms around her as he pressed his cheek to hers.
He whispered into her ear, his breath blowing hot against her flesh. “I’d say that was just my intro to foreplay. To give you a full definition, though, I would need a whole weekend alone with you.”
DEBORAH FLETCHER MELLO
has been writing since she was thirteen years old and can’t imagine herself doing anything else. Her first romance novel, Take Me to Heart, earned her a 2004 Romance Slam Jam nomination for Best New Author. In 2005 she received Book of the Year and Favorite Heroine nominations for her novel The Right Side of Love, and in 2009 she won an RT Book Reviews Reviewers’ Choice Award for her ninth novel, Tame a Wild Stallion.
For Deborah, writing is akin to breathing and she firmly believes that if she could not write she would cease to exist. Weaving a story that leaves her audience feeling full and complete, as if they’ve just enjoyed an incredible meal, is the ultimate thrill for her. Born and raised in Connecticut, Deborah now maintains base camp in North Carolina but considers home to be wherever the moment moves her.
Lost in a Stallion’s Arms
Deborah Fletcher Mello
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To my very special friend,
Thank you for the inspiration.
I love you.
Now and always.
Dear Reader,
The Stallion men are back and it doesn’t get any better than this!
After a two-year hiatus I am so excited to bring you the next installment in my romantic series starring those billionaire brothers, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John Stallion.
I loved writing every bit of Luke’s story. The boy is twentysomething, young and every bit a stallion stud. He is a walking sex machine, bringing much pleasure to the vivacious Joanne Lake, a full-figured beauty who captures his heart.
I have been living and breathing the Stallion men for months now, and with each one I find myself more in love with the idea of love. I so hope that you enjoy getting to know each Stallion brother and that you fall in love with my Texas boys just like I have.
Thank you for continuing to support me on this amazing journey. Your thoughts of encouragement keep me writing and motivate me to write well. There aren’t enough words to express how much I value each of you.
You can keep up with me at
www.deborahmello.blogspot.com.
Until the next time, take care and God bless.
With much love,
Deborah Fletcher Mello
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 1
At six o’clock, when his morning alarm clock sounded, Luke Stallion was already standing beneath the heated spray of his morning shower. Six perfectly positioned stainless-steel showerheads were pelting water over every square inch of his muscular body.
Maneuvering the shower massage feature, Luke adjusted the spray until the pressurized water felt like hundreds of sturdy fingers were kneading the tension out of his very
