It sucks that I missed the books before, but better late than never, right?
Rumba (Sultry Nights #3) by Melanie Munton released on Tuesday in the Adult, Romance, Suspense genre.
Rumba (n): the dance of love, a tale of passion,
the ultimate romantic connection between two people
Sophie Fuentes is supposed to be getting her family out of Miami. She is not supposed to be falling head over heels in lust—or is it love?—with LA drug boss, Max Ramirez. Especially not when she can’t tell if he’s an angel sent to save her, or the devil sent to destroy her.
Undercover DEA agent Max Romano wants Sophie’s secrets. All of them. And not just for his investigation. The more he knows about her, the better he can protect her from the dangers that threaten her.
The only problem is, he’s not ready for her to learn all of his secrets.
And when she finally discovers the truth behind all of his lies, his entire world explodes into chaos.
The cover-up comes off first.
There’s a warning edge to Max’s voice. One I choose to ignore.
“Don’t do it.”
A sly wink over my shoulder precedes my bikini top being untied. I pull it off and dangle it from my finger for a moment. I glance back to watch his reaction as I let go, delighting when his eyes watch it land on the deck. Then they track up my half-naked body and pause on the middle of my back, knowing what he’ll see if I turn around. When my fingers curl underneath the bikini string at my hips, his gaze finally reaches mine.
He slowly shakes his head. “No.”
“Por qué? You’ve seen it all before, right?”
The seam across his forehead deepens, as if he’s in pain. Pain he wouldn’t be in if he’d just release his fervent hold on that ridiculous stubbornness of his. You made the rules, buddy.
“How’s that frustration feel?” I challenge.
His furious eyes narrow. With that, I push the bottoms down, letting the soft breeze kiss my bare flesh, and kick them off to the side. The deep rumble I hear from his direction is part angry growl, part tormented groan. Because I have a cruel streak in me, I give my hips a quick shake before diving into the calm black water.
No mercy tonight.
And no thinking.
The yacht is docked in its own small private marina. There aren’t any other boats around, so I’m not worried about being seen. Plus, the sun set hours ago. Aside from the deck lights, we’re shrouded in darkness.
I’ll admit this whole no thinking business is incredibly appealing.
I break the water’s surface to find Max standing at the edge of the deck, hands on hips, glaring at me. I blow him a kiss and backstroke through the pleasantly cool water.
“You think you’re clever?” he calls out.
“Jump in if you want to do something about it. The water’s just fine.”
He grunts, shifting on his feet. His lips tighten into a flat line, clearly fighting with himself.
“Come and teach me a lesson, papí.”
That seems to do the trick. His face darkens as he unbuttons his white shirt. I watch unblinking as he removes it, exposing his bare muscular chest to the moonlight. His compact abs ripple with his every movement. His hands go to his belt, deftly removing it with dexterous fingers. I wait on bated breath for a glimpse of his noticeable bulge, but he switches to his shoes.
I raise my eyes to his, glowering.
He blows me a kiss and winks. Smartass.
He clearly knows what I want. And I know what he wants. I just have to play this right if we’re both going to be fulfilled.
Finally, he shoves his slacks down, revealing black boxer briefs. I’m biting my lip in anticipation when he pushes those briefs down his strong thighs. The light casts on his long, thick length as it bobs, jutting out beneath a small thatch of black hair. His shaft is smooth, the mushroom head tipped in pre-cum. I remember how that girth feels inside me, stretching me, massaging every part of me.
This plan better not backfire.
“Christ, woman,” he rasps. “You’re going to ruin me.”
He dives into the water, his body cutting through it with the grace and precision of an athlete. Someone used to honing his body into a weapon that will work for him, rather than against him. With every physical exertion, a man like Max becomes stronger, more powerful. More adept at ruling over others.
He’s a dangerous man. In so many ways. I should fear him.
But I don’t. Not even close.
AUTHOR BIO:Traveler. Reader. Beach-goer. St. Louis Cardinals fan. Pasta-obsessed. North Carolina resident. Sarcastic. Bit of a nerd.
Author of the Cruz Brothers, Possession and Politics, and Timid Souls series, Melanie loves all things romance, comedies and suspense in particular because it’s boring to only stick to one sub-genre! From light-hearted comedies to sexy thrillers, she likes to mix it up, but loves her some strong alpha males and sassy heroines.
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