Steamy Excerpt – Crossfire of Love by Ella Jade

Can an arranged marriage lead to love?

Recent college graduate Gabriella has finally married the man of her dreams, the older, charismatic attorney Lorenzo Martinez. She's had a crush on him for as long as she can remember and always imagined they'd one day find their happily ever after. Unfortunately, they enter into a union arranged by their fathers.

Lorenzo is charming, protective, and loyal to his crime lord father Carlo. When Carlo asks Lorenzo to marry Gabriella he jumps at the opportunity. He's been drawn to her for many years and knows by marrying her he's helping to protect her father.

Gabby is resentful and won't be Lorenzo's charity case. But sparks fly and the couple soon gives into their desire, realizing they were meant to be together.

What happens when Carlo's enemies threaten their future? Will someone get caught in the crossfire?

Content Warning: graphic sex, some violence


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Gabriella grabbed her keys and her bag and made her way to the front door, but before she could leave Lorenzo came up from behind her and pressed his palm against the door, preventing her from opening it. She turned and glared at him.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I told you I was meeting Andy."

"You're meeting the cop?" She could see the anger in his eyes. "Even though you know I don't want you to."

"Yes, I am."

He placed both of his hands on the door on either side of her shoulders. "Are you sure you want to go?"

She nodded.

He moved the backs of his fingers across her cheek, down her throat, and over her breasts. Her nipples immediately pebbled under his touch. She closed her eyes and let him explore her body. His hands seemed to be everywhere all at once. She felt his fingertips rubbing against the silk of her shirt, and they were creating the most wonderful feeling over her nipples. He slipped his other hand under her skirt and to the inside of her thigh, gently squeezing it.

"You're sure you want to go out tonight?"

She didn't want him to stop touching her. She was sure of that. She arched her back and pushed her breasts against his hand. He moved toward her, closing the space between them and pressing his hard length against her thigh. He brought his lips to her mouth, but she turned her head. She wanted to resist him, but he did things to her body, creating feelings she'd never experienced before.

He moved his lips down her neck and over her breasts. "You don't want my mouth on your lips?"

He dropped to his knees. She looked down at him with lust-filled eyes. Her breathing was erratic and her head was spinning. What is he doing?

He trailed his hands under her skirt and yanked it up over her hips, revealing her black, lace thong.

"How about I put my mouth on these lips?" He pressed his mouth against her heated center and slowly ran his tongue along her covered slit.

"Oh," she whispered as she dropped her bag and keys to the floor. Her legs quivered against his shoulders.

He moved his tongue against her flesh as he slid his fingers inside her panties. Her legs continued to tremble as he pushed the thin material to the side and slowly licked her folds. She spread her legs and moved her hips against his mouth. She should have been disgusted by what he was doing, but it felt so good. Not only was he pleasing her with his very skilled tongue, but he'd added his fingers too, spreading her wide and licking her until she couldn't take it any longer. The pressure that had been forming in her stomach since he dropped to his knees threatened to overtake her entire body.

She reached down and threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling roughly at the ends. She violently shuddered against his face as he licked and sucked the juices that flowed out of her. He placed gentle kisses along her mound before adjusting her panties and pulling her skirt back into place.

She released his hair and took a deep breath. She'd never experienced anything even close to the way he made her feel. He stood up, leaned against her, and licked his lips.

"When you're out tonight." He bent down, picked up her belongings and handed them to her. "Remember who made you that wet." He opened the door and motioned for her to leave. "Have fun."

"You're disgusting."

He laughed at her.

"I hate you." She felt used and taken advantage of.

"You may hate me right now, but your body loves me and that'll be your undoing."

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