Hot & Sinful Nights Spotlight: Breath Of Life By Shyla Colt

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from…Breath of Life by Shyla Colt, one of 22 HOT Romances in Hot & Sinful Nights. Preorder yours for 99¢

We round the corner, and I spot my black SUV. “That’s me up ahead.” I parked beneath a street light.
The rectangle sputters and dies, plunging the street into shadows as the sun gives up its control and night emerges. I’m suddenly glad he insisted on walking me back to my car. The scuff off shoes on concrete make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

“Did you hear that?” I whisper. I glance at Ollie who steps in front of me.

“Yeah, I did.” He turns to face the alley a few feet away from where we stand.

Three men emerge from the alleyway dressed from head-to-toe in all black with hoods that partially obscure their faces. With my height, I’m peering up and have a ringside view. I pray to God they don’t realize that. I grip the handle of my case. The street is deserted, and my car offers no shelter, despite its proximity. They’d catch us before we could clamber inside and drive off.

I grip the pepper spray on my keychain. Doesn’t fucking help when there’s a group.

“Hey, man. We don’t want any trouble,” Ollie says.

“Give us your wallets, and we won’t have any,” the large, bulky figure in the middle growls.

“All right, man, just take it easy,” Ollie says, holding up his hands. He reaches into his back pocket and slowly pulls out a wallet.

“And hers, too.”

I fumble with the messenger bag looped across my body and dig out my black wallet. Ollie takes it from me and hands it to the thief with his fingertips.

“Keep your asses here until we’re gone, and no one will be hurt. Try to play hero, and we’ll take ourselves a prize.” His lecherous gaze turns my stomach.
Over my dead body. I’ll take a bullet to the head before I go anywhere with them.

“You won’t have any problems for us.” Ollie steps back until my front brushes his back. He reaches his hand around and grabs my hip.

Leaning into him, I clutch his plaid shirt like a lifeline as I rub the tip of my nose over the soft material, filling my nostrils with his crisp, clean scent. Right now this cologne is my favorite smell in the world.

The thugs begin to blend back into the blackness one by one. The ring leader keeps the barrel of the gun aimed at Ollie as he retreats into the alley. He stops. My knees shake and nearly give as I suck air into my desperate lungs. When did I hold my breath?

“I changed my mind. I think we’ll take a little something for the road.”

My blood pressure sky rockets as my vision blackens around the edges and my heart tries to burst from my chest. Adrenaline begins pumping through my veins. My muscles tense. Fight or flight slams into me like a two-ton wild beast.

“We don’t have anything else to give,” Ollie says coolly.

“But you do,” he replies, fixing me with a lewd gaze as he licks his chapped lips.

I scan the area, seeking out a place to run. I’d never make it into my car and get inside before they caught up to me. I clutch my pepper spray and lift it, ready to fight.

“Like I said, we have nothing else.” Ollie stands to his full height, and I brace myself.

“Take her,” the man sneers.

Ollie surges forward, wrestling for the gun, and I let the pepper spray fly. Time blurs as my brain is overloaded with fear, cries of pain, and movement. I fight against the hands grabbing at me, keeping my eyes sealed shut as I spray blindly and pray I don’t hit Ollie who I try to keep in front of me. My throat is on fire. I cough as the spray penetrates my nostrils by force. A loud pop stills all movement as if someone screamed, “Red,” in a game of red light, yellow light. The meaty sound of a bullet ripping through flesh that follows pries my eyelids open. Water obscures my vision, and it’s like looking through frosted glass.

Feet pound over the pavement. They’re leaving. I swipe at my eyes, desperate to restore more of my vision. My stomach roils as I recognize Ollie’s prone figure. A dark stain blossoms on his plaid shirt. I kneel beside him.

“O-Ollie?” My voice and my hands shake as I reach for my cell phone. His skin is pale, and an ominous hiss like a slow leaking bike tire hits my ear.

He grimaces. “I’m here. It’s hard to breathe.”

Red flags wave as I punch in 911 and place a hand on his shoulder.

“911, what’s your emergency?”

“Yes, I-I need help. W-we were just robbed, and my friend was sh-shot in the chest.”

“Where are you?”

“I-I’m here on King street.”

“Are the people still around?”

“No.”

“Do you know what they looked like?”

The question threw me. “I … Tall, unkempt, dark hair. Late twenties to mid-thirties. I don’t know. It was dark, and they were all in black. Please send someone. I hear an odd sound like a deflating balloon or a tire. He’s pale.”

“Help is on their way. What’s your name?”

“Me? I-I’m Quinn Fleming.”

“And the gentleman’s?”

“Ollie … what’s your real name.”

He gives a bark of laughter that ends with a wet cough. “Finally got your name. Oliver Hemingway.”

I repeat his name to the operator. Her steady voice is a lifeline keeping me from panicking.

About Shyla Colt…

authoe centralShyla Colt is the sassy international bestseller of the popular series Kings of Chaos and Dueling Devils M.C. This genre-hoppers stories feature three of her favorite things: strong females, pop culture, and alternate routes to happy ever after. Listening to her Romani soul, she pens from the heart, allowing the dynamic characters, eccentric interests, and travels as a former flight attendant to take her down untraveled roads.

Born and raised in Cincinnati, Ohio, this mid-west girl is proud of her roots. She used her hometown and the surrounding areas as a backdrop for a number of books. So, if you’re a Buckeye, keep an eye out for familiar places.

As a full-time writer, stay at home mother, and wife, there’s never a dull moment in her household.
She weaves her tales in spare moments and the evenings with a cup of coffee or tea at her side and the characters in her head for company.

You can interact with Shyla Colt online via her website www.shylacolt.net
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The Testarossa squealed to a halt in front of Lisa’s house. The past twenty minutes had been sheer torture and he couldn’t wait a second more. His fingers gripped the steering wheel, itching to slide up her firm thighs. Time to pull it together or he’d blow his load faster than a horny, sex-deprived teenager.

The short walk to the front door felt like the million mile march. Silence was deafening… maddening, really. Every second that ticked by was one more that he wasn’t pressed against her. But the ache was different, it felt deeper, conflicted. One night would never be enough. He knew it long before their gazes locked in the restaurant, knew it when he told her he didn’t do relationships, knew it the second his lips met hers in that elevator.

Fuck the consequences.

Moonbeams cast a soft glow on her hair. His fingers curled around a loose tendril, his face inching closer and closer. A light, floral scent enveloped his senses, his heart thudding with an unfamiliar force. Overwhelmed by need, intoxicated by desire.

“A.J.,” she breathed as his lips grazed hers. Soft, warm, inviting… just like he remembered and longed for since that first kiss.

Lust commanded all conscious thought. His hands tangled in the glossy waves, lips hot and hungry against hers. God, her mouth was so greedy, drinking him in, and orchestrating the beginning of a scene that would most certainly require the privacy of her house. With any luck, it was one that would loop throughout the night.

She pulled away, a sultry smile lifting her now-swollen lips. “I think it’s time to go inside.”

Merely agreeing would be so very weak. Overly eager was a gross understatement. The door slammed. Jackets flew across the foyer, shoes bounced off the walls; buttons and zippers ripped apart, all while they devoured each other with the voracity of great white sharks at mealtime.

With a quick and final tug of the zipper, Lisa’s dress pooled at her feet, leaving her clad in only a light pink lace bra and matching thong. The effect was taunting innocence and she couldn’t have been one degree hotter if her body had been swathed in a black leather garter belt, whip firmly in hand. His cock stiffened at the mere sight, straining against his boxer briefs, the ache almost too much to bear.

Both hands cradled her flushed face, his lips once again in search of hers. Electricity crackled between their heated bodies, sending shivers to his core. This girl… fuck, she had him inside out. For the first time in his life, he didn’t give a damn about his own urges. She was all that mattered and somehow, he needed to make her believe it.

With a flick of his fingers, her bra fell to the floor, exposing heaving breasts. He kneaded them, toying with the erect pink buds, his bulge swelling with each mewl that escaped her perfect lips. “Take me inside,” he whispered against her ear.

She backed away, leading him down a dimmed hallway and into a bedroom. At least, he guessed that’s what it was. It didn’t matter. He’d gladly take her right on the floor. A sly smile appeared on her face. “Okay, so now what are you going to do with me?”

He dragged his hands down her lean torso, over the curves of her hips, halting on the smooth globes of her ass. Words exploded in his mind like bullets on a firing range as he considered all the possibilities, but none emerged. “The real question is what aren’t I going to do with you?”

“Sounds like this may take some time.”

“I hope you didn’t have a hot date planned.”

“I’ll text him later if you can’t get the job done.”

His grip tightened. “No chance of that, gorgeous.”

She leaned in, grazing his ear with her teeth, sending pangs straight to his groin. “Good.” Her hand slipped into the front of his boxer briefs, grasping his cock before pushing the fabric to the floor. It throbbed against her fingers, each pumping motion making him near-ready to explode. Holy hell, how could this be happening already? She knew just how to touch him, to stroke his length with increasing intensity, to ignite the desire coursing through his veins. His eyes squeezed shut, body shuddering against hers. Wet heat blanketed the swollen head as her eager mouth encased him. Her fingers cupped his balls, kneading them as she suckled, teasing his slit with her merciless tongue. No, no, no… he wasn’t coming from less than thirty seconds of a blowjob. Was he fifteen again? Hell fucking no.

His silent plea was met and her mouth slid upward, leaving every inch of skin ablaze in its wake. Her hands caressed his biceps, tracing the indentations of each taut muscle as her lips made their way back to his. He needed to taste her, to drink in her desire, to make her scream in ecstasy. With one swift motion, she was on her back, legs spread out before him, half-hooded gaze making his chest tighten. The scraps of lacy fabric still covering her were off in a blink, fluttering to the floor at his feet. His tongue grazed the sensitive area between her thighs, making her writhe under the control of his mouth. Hands fisted his hair, pushing him closer to the lust pooling within, her arousal filling him with an insatiable need to prolong her pleasure. Loud whimpers broke the silence, her passion fueling his own.

The overwhelming need to taste every inch of her heated body had a crippling effect, but it couldn’t even compete with the anticipation of plunging into her depths. To close that space between them, to become one, to feel the warmth of her body tight against his… that was what he wanted. All he wanted.

Fuck, his pants were still by the front door. Double fuck. No condom.

“I don’t have—”

A red lacquered fingernail pointed at the nightstand. He fumbled around the contents of the drawer and grabbed a shiny foil packet. With a rocketing heart, his gaze met hers. Those gleaming green eyes held so much emotion… very different from the sex kitten demeanor that normally prevailed. No relationships. That’s what she’d said. But her eyes told a different story. One night… could she handle that? Could he? All rational thought halted when his erection grazed her opening, then slowly entered, stretching her, filling her inch-by-inch. Warmth encased him with each thrust, her channel tightening around him. It was impossible to get close enough, futile to deny his feelings any longer.

She gripped his hips, her nails digging into his flesh. Their bodies rocked together, perfectly in sync. His lips silenced her cries as he plunged deeper and with increasing fervor until he was drowning in all-consuming waves, swept away into a vast sea of unresolved emotions with no lifeline within reach. Faster, harder… the toe-curling sensations shot out to each extremity, firing every last nerve ending. Short, raspy breaths came fast and furious. Tremors erupted within, his body shuddering from the powerful and pummeling force of the most exhilarating release his body had ever known. But nothing could prepare him for the realization that had sent his mind reeling. Unconfirmed feelings were easy to dismiss, but when the truth finally emerged; it was impossible to ignore. The only option was to succumb.

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