Running Scared by Billi Jean
Series: Love’s Command, Book One
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Genre: Contemporary, Erotic Romance, Romantic Suspense
Length: 277 pages

Summary:

Book one in the Love’s Command Series

When a woman running scared runs into the arms of a sexy cowboy, she might lose her fear, but will she also lose her heart?

When a woman on the run hits a town right out of the Wild West, the first cowboy she meets sets his sights on her. Alone, scared, and starting over, Susan will have to decide if the big, bad Russell Ryland, retired Navy SEAL, now rancher, is for real or just using up his down time between missions.

Russell takes one look at the smiling, blue-eyed beauty and realises there’s a heck of a lot more after retirement than he’d thought. As he begins to dream of a life with Susan, he fights an unfamiliar battle within himself-doubt. Does she want him, or is she merely out for some fun?

Time for the reluctant couple nearly runs out when the very men Susan is hiding from come to call. Will Russell wake up quickly enough to save her? Or will their doubts get them both killed?

AJ’s Review:

Wowza! Billi Jean has penned a riveting story with engaging characters and enough smoking hot sex to keep this reader’s toes curled in pure, unadulterated pleasure for days. The action is fast-paced, the sexual chemistry between Susan and Russell is explosive, and the suspense is edgy enough to keep the reader enthralled until the very end.

Lacey (aka Susan) is intelligent, sexy, strong, and just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. As a result, her life has been turned upside down and now she’s on the run from the Russian mob. But this damsel is no damsel in distress, well, that is until she meets Russell who makes her body tingle in all the right places.

Russell is a sexy alpha who is all male and knows how to kick butt and take names. But even this gorgeous creature has demons of his own to battle, which makes him vulnerable and unable to trust. However, when Russell lays eyes on Susan, all bets are off because this former Navy Seal knows exactly what he wants. While the sex is hot and the danger is palpable, will this dynamic duo’s inability to trust and excess baggage prevent them from finding their Happily Ever After before it’s too late?

Running Scared has everything: humorous, witty dialogue, scorching hot sex, intelligent, strong-willed characters with heart and soul, enough action and danger to keep the reader begging for more, and a complex plot that is entertaining. My only niggle with Running Scared is that the editing could have been better. But overall, Billi Jean has penned one amazing story that has me itching to know what happens next in her Love’s Command series.

Rated 4.5 Delightful Divas by AJ!

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“You’re going to kiss me, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I’m burning, baby. Just a kiss, I swear.” His voice was husky with need.
She made him wait before she gave in to his subtle tug on her hand. Thankfully, his seat was far enough back from the steering wheel that she could fit her tiny body on his lap without having to move the seat back. He wasn’t able to think clearly enough to do more than try to keep her off his cock, let alone worry about a wheel digging into her curves.

“Are you burning a little, honey?” he asked, then slowly lowered her onto his lap. She straddled him easily, as if she belonged there. He kept her off his aching groin with a willpower he hadn’t known he had. Cradling the back of her silky head, he brought his other arm tightly around her waist and pulled her to his chest, slowly lowering his mouth to hers.

The first slow glide was so good it was like coming home, only he’d never had a home. But if he had, God, this would be it. She was so hot that the kiss burned into his brain, erasing any other kiss from his memory. A low groan escaped before he could hold it in, but he kept his kiss gentle, soft and light until he felt the tension slowly ease out of her back and neck. She reminded him of a nervous colt, ready to lunge away at any sudden moves. And he needed fast and hard, but he slowed down, concentrating on her flavour, her sweetness and the velvet heat they were creating.

When she eased against him even more, he licked her mouth gently, tilting his head to fit his mouth firmly over hers. The first taste of her was electrifying. It wasn’t sweet or soft, it was pure sex. So fantastic, he forgot everything but his tongue sliding into warm sunshine. She tasted like the ice cream they’d shared, but wicked and all woman. Her tongue met his exploring mouth and hot white desire flooded him. She moaned and her hands came up to shift through his hair, scratching along his scalp with just the right amount of burn. His cock swelled so tight under his jeans, she had to feel it. He shoved the demands for more down, too caught up in what felt like the first real kiss he’d ever had to ruin it with more than Susan was already giving him. Holy hell, she tasted good. The woman could kiss. She kissed him like no one ever had.

He pulled her closer. Her full breasts pressed against his chest and, God, what he wouldn’t do to have both of those beauties in his hands right now.

He lifted his mouth from her lips reluctantly, but he had to see her face. She was beyond beautiful, so warm and giving he was close to an orgasm. Her pink, swollen lips parted, and she blinked her blue eyes open. “Mmm, Russell.”

“Damn, honey, you taste like sunshine.” He breathed her in and took her mouth with another hungry kiss. He was on the edge of losing control. He could feel his thighs tense, his stomach muscles clench, but he wasn’t ending this. Not now that he finally had it.

He’d never been a kisser. Sex was hot, long and wet. But he’d not been heavy on kissing. This was more erotic than any sex he’d ever had, in so many ways. He was lost to it. And, thank God, so was Susan. She pressed against his body, touching his jaw with her fingers before skimming those beautiful hands down his neck and shoulders. She caressed her way down his arms, then back up again to mould her hands around his shoulders and back.

They seemed to melt into one another, then. He couldn’t get her close enough. She seemed to think the same thing and wrapped her small arms around his neck, leaning into him completely. Their tongues met and stroked, teased and lingered until he was breathless. He felt the beginnings of an orgasm building, and had to clench his thighs and pull back slowly, or he’d have to let it go and spill down his jeans like some teenager with his first date.

Breaking the kiss slowly, he looked down at her and realised two things. One—he could never get enough of kissing this woman. And two—he had pulled her down on his lap and she was sitting firmly on his erection. There was no way she couldn’t feel it. When her eyes opened, his cock jumped. Her eyes widened and she sucked in a breath, easing back to look down.

“Sorry, baby…”

“Oh, Russell, that was… That is… Oh!” She eased back even more and rubbed her hands over his shoulders and chest, while her face stayed hidden, looking down at his cock outlined in his jeans like some flashlight in his pants.

His heart was pounding so fast, she must have been able to hear it. She should slap him. Yell. Jump off him. He deserved it. He’d taken her out one time, asked—no, told her he was going to kiss her, then ground her down on his cock.

She raised her head and whispered, “Russell, I think you like kissing me.”

Relief flooded him. “Ah, hell…”

Her blue eyes danced with a mixture of excitement and mischief. He knew right then and there that he was a lost man. Leaning forward, she ran her hands over his chest and up, teasing him even more by leaning forward so they were a breath apart.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, but I, I mean, we don’t have to do more.” God, that came out of his mouth and both his brains were screaming ‘yeah, we do, you idiot!’

She leaned in and kissed him again, gently caressing his mouth with hers. God, he was going to lose it. “Or we can go in…”

To the bedroom. Suddenly, an image of sex with her flashed through his mind, hot, wet and so good. Would she be upset afterwards? She might regret it. She was a little standoffish still, not as hot as he was by any means, and he sensed something else that his lust-filled brain was trying to tell him. She seemed shy with her kisses. They were driving him to a whole new level of arousal, but, , he needed to be the one to put a brake on this because she would be upset if this moved in the direction his body needed.

He pulled her head closer, cupping her beautiful face with both hands, and took her mouth again in a long, lingering kiss, but kept it soft and gentle even though it was killing him.

Raising his head, he tucked his face in her silky hair and inhaled. She smelt so good—a flowery, female scent that seemed to both relax him and make his cock jump. Her body moulded to his, soft in all the right places. She felt completely right in his arms. Perfect.

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