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.
Today we are pleased to sit down with Ray "The Predator" Black and Sia O'Donnell, the protagonists from Sarah Castille's Full Contact (April 2015). From March 30th through April 20th the couple will be on tour answering questions about their relationship!
Ray: How many times I made her come last night. I say six.
Sia: Exactly how long nine inches is.
Bad plan. Now his groin
is only inches away from my face. He’s still wearing his jeans, which means
that bulge isn’t a cup.
“Ray...”
His face softens. “I hurt you.”
“Yes, you hurt me. Keeping secrets hurts me. It
makes me feel like you don’t respect me. And it makes me feel like I can’t
trust you. So maybe you could return to your proper seat now. Tray table up.”
He shifts down, settling
his weight over my hips, but he doesn’t release my hands. “I hurt you. Means
you care.”
I swallow hard and meet
his gaze. “You hurting me means I was being stupid. Things were going where I
didn’t want them to go. Now I’ve had a wake-up call. You have secrets you can’t
share. You need to protect your secrets. I need to be with someone I can trust,
and I need to stand on my own two feet. It’s just not going to work between
us.”
His gaze darkens,
searing me to the core. “You want to be done? Or are you scared and trying to
push me away?”
The air shifts between
us, electrifying, tightening my nipples and heating my blood. I am hyperaware
of his thighs tucked against my hips, carrying most of his weight as he sits
astride me in a dominant MMA position. My wrists, hot under his palms, press
against the cool mat, restrained in a way I could never have imagined allowing
them to be restrained. My chest rises and falls twice for every one of Ray’s
breaths, and my core tightens. The innuendo isn’t lost on me. God, yes. I want
to be done in the carnal sense of the word. But only by Ray. And I don’t really
want to let him go.
“I don’t want to
lose you.”
Ray’s hands tighten on
my wrists, and he leans down and brushes a kiss over my lips. “I don’t want to
lose you either, but I live in a dangerous world. I’ve got stuff in my life
that would make your head spin. I need to protect you from that, and I’ll do
what it takes to keep you safe, even if it means you hate me for it, because
for the first time in my life, I want something more than doing my duty. I want
a life and I want you in it. I’ve got one bad guy to catch and then I’m free.
And after I’m done and after what went down this evening, you’ll never have to
worry about being safe again.”
Finally, he releases my
hands but I don’t move. Heat sweeps through my belly. I feel both vulnerable
and curiously safe lying beneath him. My gaze shifts from his intense gaze to
his sensual lips, and my breasts swell, remembering the touch of his hands, the
gentle press of his lips. He wants me. Not just today, but tomorrow and the
tomorrow after that.
“You make it sound like
I don’t have a choice about being with you.”
“You don’t.” He leans down and kisses me with a savage fierceness that
takes my breath away.
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