Snippet Sunday ~ Extracting Mateo (Spicy)

Good morning everyone and Happy Cinco De Mayo! Michele and I miss doing these snippet Sunday type things, so I decided that we'd start doing them once again! Today, I am going to give you a spicy update of Noah and Mateo!
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They didn’t have a large discrepancy in their height. Noah was six-three while Mateo had been six foot-even. But, standing there, in that shower, Noah towered over his husband. I almost lost him. Noah bent his head and pressed his lips to Mateo’s. Wrapping his arm around his husband, he deepened the kiss. Desperation and need burst through Noah’s system. He moaned against his husband’s mouth.

“I could have lost you,” he whispered across Mateo’s lips. “I fucked up so bad.”

“I could have lost you because you decided to make decisions for me.” Mateo stared up at him. “You could have lost me because you were too stubborn.”

Noah pressed his forehead to Mateo’s. “I thought I was doing the right thing.”

“I’m made of stern stuff, love,” Mateo replied. “You can’t keep me in bubble wrap all the time. I need to breathe.”

“You’re right.” He sighed. “You’re right.” He kissed Mateo once more. “Tell me if I hurt you?”

Mateo nodded. “Always.”

Noah turned him to face the wall so not to get the bandage wet. He reached out to the medicine cabinet above the sink and grabbed his bottle of lube. Mateo cocked a brow and Noah shrugged. “What? I get lonely when I’m not with you.”

Mateo gave a soft chuckle. “Sure.”

Noah grunted. “I’d never fuck around on you.” He smacked Mateo’s ass. “You know that.” 

“I don’t really know what you do.” Mateo's mouth curled in a sardonic smirk. “For all I know you have orgies here every time you go on a, ‘mission.’”

“Fuck that. Not when I know your sweet, tight ass is waiting for me at home.” He groaned palming Mateo’s ass. “And, I’ve missed you.”

His husband gasped. “Noah...”

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Blurb:

Noah Hanover doesn’t mix business with pleasure—ever. His relationship and subsequent marriage to Mateo Aquino, hasn’t even been a blip on his team’s radar. He likes the peace and quiet when he’s able to come home to his husband and telling anyone would destroy his secret double life.

High school history teacher, Mateo Aquino, loves his job and his kids and is always willing to help anyone in need. When a man approaches him and appears lost, Mateo is thrust into the middle of a war he had no idea was happening around him.

In order to save Mateo’s life, Noah must expose the one thing he liked to keep tucked away—his relationship. With the help of Noah’s teammates, John “Tex” Keegan and two temporary new recruits for R.O.O.T: Scotty “Ears” Reisner and AJ “Two Hands” Hoover, Noah will set out to find his husband.

However, when the suspect escapes, Mateo and Noah are thrown into a new world where Noah’s reality is exposed, and the things Mateo took for granted are destroyed. Can Mateo accept Noah’s double life? Will Noah be able to track down Mateo’s kidnapper before he strikes again? Or, are they once again, running out of time.

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Blurb:

Commander Asher Rainer is tough as nails. Working with an undercover Black Ops group sanctioned by the U.S. Government—Project R.O.O.T—his team is sent to obtain reconnaissance on a village suspected of illegal activity before the next scheduled United Nation conference. However, the team encounters a soft cell terrorist group hellbent on destruction, and in search of weapons grade uranium. To make matters worse, the terrorists are funded by a U.S. backed contingency. His only eyewitnesses to the crimes committed by the paramilitary group is Dr. Rae Kenzie and one of the group’s members, Joseph Franks.

Rae Kenzie, a physician with Doctors Without Borders, is currently on rotation in South America. What should’ve been a routine inspection by the local guerilla army turns into a bloodbath. Without any consideration to her own wellbeing, Rae rushes to protect the village children from certain death—unwittingly thrusting herself, and them, into the middle an ongoing power struggle. Rae has to trust someone with what she knows, but it doesn’t mean she has to like them—even if she finds Commander Asher Raines devilishly handsome.

Asher has no time for love. His dedication is to his team, his country, and protecting the innocent before all else. But when the heart desires what it shouldn’t, will one night with Rae be enough to satisfy his baser needs?

Or will he be the one to break all the rules?

Excerpt:

Crack! The first shot rang out, followed by another. The screams of frightened children, along with the adults, rent the air. She hurried to get them to the safe room below ground. “Hurry.” She glanced over her shoulder and watched through the window as the men began shooting each other, which made no sense at all. When standing at the door to hurry more people into the clinic, she saw more men coming down out of the hills in front of them, their uniforms the same as those the guerillas wore. The baby in her arms squealed and cried out, drawing the attention of one of the men.

His eyes narrowed as a slow, devious grin twisted his features. He raised his gun, pointing it at her. Her heart lodged in her throat. She couldn't move. She stared down the barrel of his long rifle, her death becoming an inevitable situation.

None of the stuff people say in the movies happened. Her life didn't flash in front of her eyes. She didn't have a chance to lament about not talking to her mother last weekend when she said she'd call home, but overslept.

Thwack! The man's body fell forward. She expected to see another person behind him; however, no one was there. She muffled her relieved cry and hustled Isabella to the back room. After opening the trap door in the floor, she climbed in with the children. “Stay in the darkness.”

She huddled them together as the gunfire continued to ring out around them. At some point, someone would come looking for them. Then what? She didn't know. She didn't want to think about it right now. She needed to keep the children quiet. Their parents had put their lives on the line to help her, and she had a duty to protect them.

Maria flipped on the light of her phone. Juan sat beside her, his little body shaking as the ravages of the infection worked through him. She could only hope they wouldn't be down there long so she could get him back on the antibiotics and the pain meds. Beto lay sleeping in her arms while Isabella held her arm to her chest. Shit, the cast. She must have dropped it during the commotion. When they got out of there—if they got out of there—she'd put the cast on her arm and give her a small dose of pain medicine. It was the least she could do after dragging her away from her mom.

For now, she was thankful no one made a sound, which also broke her heart. These children, even the youngest of them, already knew what to expect when these...men showed up to deal with whatever was going on out there. How did anyone live like this? Then she reminded herself of the children in Aleppo, dying in bombings day in and day out. The youngest had been four months old.

She gathered Isabella to her side and put a protective arm around her. They had provisions if they needed them. They could hold out. She wouldn't give up the kids without a fight. She'd die for them. It was part of the job and part of how her parents raised her. Save those weaker than she was. Give them a chance to thrive and survive.

“It'll all be over soon and we can all go home.” But what home would be left? She didn't know where their parents had gone, or if they'd survived. “You're safe. I will not let anything happen to you.”


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