Get Ready To Be Kidnapped by Sexy
Hero Antonio and Head to Cuba Where the Sun Isn’t the Only Thing That’s Hot
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honor of Cuba Undercover’s release, Linda Bond is sharing one of her favorite
Cuban recipes here!
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Cuban-American TV reporter Rebecca Menendez's success comes from playing by the
rules. When she's kidnapped by a fierce and intensely handsome man who needs
her help, however, all of those rules seem pointless. Nothing could have
prepared her for being taken hostage…or the irresistible reward if she
complies: information about her long-thought dead father.
Antonio Vega has
spent almost every day of his adult life dreaming of revenging his father's
death. With his sister's life and freedom in jeopardy, Antonio isn't taking any
chances. But once Rebecca and Antonio are in Cuba, they're immersed in a world
of corruption, deceit, and betrayal. It's a deadly game…and there are no rules.
He stroked her cheek. “I never expected
this.”
“Expected what?” Her heart sped up.
“To care.” He dragged his thumb against
her bottom lip, his eyes following his movement.
A rush of excitement shimmied down her
spine. “To care about what?”
“To care so much about you.” He parted
her lips with his thumb. “To want you so much.”
She licked his thumb. He tasted salty.
Her head spun. Now she did feel drunk. But it wasn’t from the alcohol. She was
drunk with lust. Closing her eyes, she allowed the pleasure to wash over her.
She sucked his thumb, longing to do the same to his rum-soaked
tongue.
Yes, she was acting like a crazy woman.
But she didn’t care. She’d never felt this turned on in her life. And she
feared she never would again. She was in Cuba, on a farm, far away from
America. Who would possibly know? It’s not like they had surveillance cameras
or iPhones here. She had to explore this feeling further.
As if reading her mind, Antonio’s lips
pressed against hers with a need that matched her beating heart. He tasted of
the seven-year rum, which she now loved. She gave in and played with his
tongue, savoring the flavor. Sucking on it softly at first, she dragged it
through her teeth, wanting to, hoping to inflict the slightest bit of pain.
Truth be told she wanted to hear Antonio
express his needs. He was usually so locked up. She was desperate to know
he longed for her the way she longed for him.
He inhaled sharply, but didn’t yell or
stop her. If anything, her naughtiness provoked him further. His big hands
moved down to her butt, his fingers gently caressing her there. She could only
imagine what it would feel like if those long fingers stroked her underneath
her thin little sundress. She willed his fingers to find their way there.
So lost in this glorious sensation, it
didn’t register at first that the music had stopped. The kiss ended, and
Antonio leaned away. Maybe he noticed, too? A round of applause erupted, and a
few adults whistled. Oh God, was the whistle for them? She’d totally forgotten
where they were. She dragged her hand across her mouth. There were kids here. Oh
Lordy.
She turned around. Dallas was staring at
her with his mouth wide open and his eyes full of disbelief. He had a video
camera with him. Was he shooting video of her and Antonio? Holy shit. Heat blasted both her cheeks. She felt
breathless, just like she had when Ignado had pressed that nasty-smelling
rag against her face.
If
the police ever saw her making out with her “abductor” that would shoot down
any chance she had of getting back into America without repercussions. “Oh my
God.” Her hand covered her galloping heart. “What the hell have I done?
Check
out the one of kind book trailer for Cuba Undercover here!
Linda Bond is an Emmy award winning
journalist by day and an author of romantic adventures by night. She’s
also the mother of five, four athletes and an adopted son from Cuba. She has a
passion for world travel, classic movies, and alpha males. Linda currently
lives in Florida, where the sun always shines and the day begins with endless
possibilities. You can become a Bond girl and share in her continuing
adventures at www.lindabond.com
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