Book Description:
Although part of a series, this book was written to stand on its own as an adult romance.
Tyler fights his feelings, determined not to get involved with women his works with – especially his boss. But he finds powerful women a turn-on and sparks his lust to dangerous levels. How far is he willing to go to turn his fantasies into realities? And what price must he pay?
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Powerful women are his weakness. Trouble is his strength
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Tyler Chambers doesn’t have to look for trouble, it finds him. He is not happy when his assignment is switched from living a carefree life sailing around the South Pacific to working in a stressful environment in the cold, wet climate of Scotland.
The last thing he wants is responsibility, but his efforts to avoid it wind up impressing his boss, Naval officer Darcy Novak – and she does not impress easily. Tyler is seduced by her position of power and changes his tactics, aching for her attention.
As she gives him more responsibility, the relationship edges to being more than just professional. But they must fight their feelings as their personal affection for one another is forbidden by Navy regulations.
Quality Assurance Inspector and co-worker Charlotte Kemp doesn’t have the same code of ethics and uses her professional power for her own personal pleasure. When her lust goes too far, Tyler’s world is thrown into chaos, forcing him into some tough choices and a web of lies.
Wanting the wrong woman turns out to be more trouble than Tyler bargained for. His work life fixing submarines is hectic, but he must also fight forbidden desires while shunning a man eater.
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“Tyler, you stole my heart. You stuck up for me when I couldn’t have. You came to my rescue when others wouldn’t have. And you loved me when you shouldn’t have. All I can say is…I’m glad you did.”
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Join Tyler as he weaves his way through trouble in Scotland … and a Loch of Trouble
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This book does contain explicit sex scenes. Recommended for readers 18+
Carla’s 4 Star Review:
This book is full of humor and romance. I have to admit that it took me a few chapters to really get into the story, but once I did, I really enjoyed it. I also liked the fact that the story was told from Tyler’s point of view.
What can I say about Tyler? He is a hot mess. Trouble seems to follow him wherever he goes. He does not have a filter, and this leads him to say the most inappropriate things at the worst times. He had me laughing out loud several times with his antics.
When Tyler meets Darcy, he knows she is off limits because she is his officer in the Navy. The Navy has strict guidelines about fraternizing, so Tyler tries his best to stay away from her. However, he and Darcy are drawn to one another. They develop a friendship that develops into a relationship over time. They are soon caught in a compromising situation which cause all hell to break loose. They each have to make some tough decisions regarding their careers and their relationship.
I would recommend this book to anyone who likes a military type of romance. If you start reading it and cant seem to connect with the story, don’t give up. It is a really good story. Kudos to Travis Casey for a job well done.
* I was given an arc of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Excerpt:
I’d have to play it by ear for a while. Based on my past track record regarding relationships, she could dump me at any time, so I didn’t want to go rushing into commitments of any kind, whether driven by career goals or simply by lust.
She awoke and the first thing she did was to grab my cheeks, turn my face toward her, and plant a good morning kiss on me. It didn’t look like she was going to dump me anytime soon.
“Morning, good-looking,” she purred.
I looked the other way, then back at her. “What? Is there a mirror over there or something?”
She smacked my chest. “I’m looking at you, handsome.”
“Shucks, ma’am. I can’t take credit for my mom and dad fornicating.”
She rolled her eyes. “Tyler. Shut up. You really do know how to spoil the moment, don’t you?” She pulled the covers back and hopped out of bed, offering a few brief moments of visual bliss. I watched her stroll over to the closet in her naked glory before she pulled out a red terrycloth robe and covered herself up.
After I accepted her offer to make breakfast, she wandered off to the kitchen.
I rooted through her closet and found a short-cut, blue satin robe for myself. It stopped right around my crotch area and didn’t quite fully wrap around me. But if my thing happened to pop out in front of her, I didn’t think she’d mind too much.
The smooth, soft fabric glided across my skin, making the hair on my arms stand up in delight. I slid it across my dick, visualizing the times it must have rubbed against Darcy’s sweetness in the exact same spot. Although she was another room away, it felt like we had just touched privates. I did a little shoulder shimmer to compose myself.
As I rounded the corner in the kitchen, Darcy stood on a step-ladder, in full stretch, reaching to the top shelf to grab a measuring jug.
I stood at the base of the ladder and placed my hand under her robe, slowly sliding my hand up, past her knee, and onto her inner thigh. “Tell me, are you on a ladder, or is this the stairway to heaven?” My finger grazed her between the legs as I finished the question.
Her feet moved in tiny steps as she turned herself around, undoing the tie on her robe and letting it fall open. She pointed to her mouth. “This is heaven,” she whispered. Her finger trailed between her breasts, heading downward, stopping just above her pubic patch, pointing at it. “And this is hell.”
I raised my hand, cupping her mound from underneath. “And may I ask why this is hell?” I whispered.
She leaned down, touching me nose-to-nose, her hands resting on my shoulders. “Because I am so freaking hot down there it’s going to burn your cock.”
My robe fell open as she leapt off the step-ladder onto my stomach, wrapping her legs around my hips. Her hot core of womanhood pressed against my stomach, and she rubbed, stimulating herself — and me — in the process. Her soft red lips touched mine as she held the sides of my head, slowly bobbing her body up and down against my abdomen as I held her ass.
I grew hard from her touch and from the idea that this beautiful woman wanted me inside her. She rocked against me, lowering herself onto my hardened staff. Her pussy was like a vacuum pack of pleasure as I slid inside her.
I staggered over to the wall with Darcy wrapped around me, sinking her teeth into the lower part of my neck, biting and sucking me. An erotic pain quaked my body, knowing she wanted to devour me. I gripped her ass tight, digging my fingertips into her buttocks, and backed her firmly against the wall, bracing her against something solid as I rammed her hard. I buried my face in her peach-scented hair, nibbling her ear.
Her legs gripped tighter. “Oh my God, Tyler, don’t stop.”
Don’t stop? Hell, I couldn’t even if she ordered me to. I was so far inside her I couldn’t tell where I stopped and she started. I loved being a part of her.
Her butt slammed against the wall as I pumped her, my own juices building up to simultaneously share her orgasm. The more she moaned, the harder I pumped. We were going to peak together. I closed my eyes, my fingers clawing further into her ass cheeks. Her inner body clenched my fiery brand as she screamed.
My head dropped backwards as I concentrated on holding back as long as I could; I was about to give her a blast she would never forget. The pressure had built up to gigantic proportions, microseconds away from filling her with my hot juices.
Her hand came across my face, hard. She yelled as she wiggled frantically. “Pull out, goddamnit!”
I lifted her up just as the first spurt exploded. I held her tight against me, out of the firing line. She slipped down and the back of my cock rested against the crack of her ass, straining, shooting, and draining itself with multiple spasms. My legs went weak and I struggled to keep upright, resting her against the wall, leaning into her. I puffed hard to catch my breath.
Her head dropped on my shoulder as her body went limp.
We stood there embracing for several moments.
She took a deep breath. “Sorry, breakfast’s off,” she panted. “I’m going back to bed.”
About the Author:
Travis Casey, reformed bad boy, now author living on the stormy yet seductive coast of Great Britain. The son of an American minister, Young Travis took to mischief at an early age. By the time he was 19, he had met many of Fort Wayne’s finest (the men in blue) in their professional capacity. Indiana was quickly losing its appeal for an adventurous young man such as Travis.
The reputation of an American sailor had allure. One could even say the Navy had a tolerance for socially unacceptable behavior. Perhaps even encouraged it. Yes, heavy drinking, smoking, and women in every port were condoned as a normal and accepted way of life. Not wanting to rock the boat, Travis conformed.
Then, during his tour in the South Pacific, he met his tamer-to-be. After a whirlwind romance, he settled down and has since given up the wild ways — well, acts more socially acceptable, but still writes about the more unrestrained times through his alter-ego, Tyler Chambers.
Tyler’s Trouble Trilogy is now complete. You can read about all of Tyler’s Troubles starting with the romantic comedy, Trouble Triangle. From there, Tyler found drama in the humorous suspense novel, Oceans of Trouble, before the thrilling conclusion in the contemporary romance, Forbidden Trouble.
Travis has begun work on his fourth novel; another male written POV romance but with all new characters due out in early 2014.
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