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Falcon's Bend Series, Book 6: Pretty Fly (ebook and print) by Karen Wiesner and Chris Spindler (Mystery/Police Procedural)

Falcon's Bend Series, Book 6: Pretty Fly (ebook and print) by Karen Wiesner and Chris Spindler (Mystery/Police Procedural)
 
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Falcon's Bend is a small, sleepy town in Wisconsin that owns more taverns than churches, but fills both on the appropriate days. Teenagers talk of escape from the one-horse town because nothing ever seems to happen. But, even here in the Heartland, police investigators Pete Shasta, Danny Vincent and Amber Carfi fight a never-ending battle to keep their beloved families and hometown safe and sound.

Will you walk in, pretty fly...and will you walk out once you're trapped inside the spider's lair?

Shayna Vincent returns home to Falcon's Bend after her romance turns disastrous. When she and Gage Keveris became a creative design team at the prestigious Bethany Advertising Agency, she'd had no idea he was married to a career-ambitious woman who traveled more often than she came home. Over the last year and half, Shayna found herself falling in love with her partner and friend without a clue what he was hiding. Now that she knows the truth, she can't bear the pain of being near him when they can't be together.

While staying with her little brother Danny, a Falcon's Bend Police Department detective, she meets up with an old crush from high school. Shawn Futrell has been widowed twice, his third wife is missing, and he's the father of a sixteen-year-old from his first marriage. When Danny finds out his vulnerable sibling has been in contact with Futrell, he tries to put a stop to it by telling her that Shawn's wives' deaths were more than a little suspicious--regardless of whether or not the police have been able to find any evidence to pin on him.

But bad boy Shawn is still movie-star gorgeous, and Shayna can't stop recalling how besotted she was with him as an impressionable teenage girl--one Shawn never took seriously back then but seems intent on making up for lost time now. What pretty fly could resist the invitation of such a seductive spider?

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Karen Wiesner
Mar 24, 2017
5 Stars! “There is never a dull moment in this mystery drama (and romance). The focus switches between the relationships of Danny’s family, [his sister] Shayna and [her boyfriend] Gage, and a serial killer who has unusual way of killing someone with small chance of discovery. Something is always going on. This is the type of story where you really must pay attention or you may miss something vital. As I read, my rainy afternoon seemed to fly by. (I looked up and was surprised to notice the sun had gone down.) Karen Wiesner packs a lot in each Falcon’s Bend novel. Even a couple of secondary characters (two dating patrol officers) get a bit of time in the spotlight. I cannot recommend this story highly enough.” ~Huntress Reviews http://www.huntressreviews.com/
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Prologue

"No trait is more justified than revenge in the right time and place."
~Meir Kahane

Friday, June 22, 2007

"Hurry," she urged frantically, when he lay beside her on the sleeping bag inside the tent. "I've been waiting so long. Why did you take so long to get here?"

As she pouted, her hands ran all over him the way they had the first time he'd taken her. She always rushed right to it. But tonight...tonight he planned to savor every minute of his seduction. "Hold on, baby. Slow down."

"Why? For what?"

He let a grin crawl across his face--teasing, tempting, exactly what she could never resist. "Tonight I've got something special."

She gasped in anticipation, her throat sounding dry as she stared up at him. "What?"

Raising an eyebrow, he said softly, "I've been reading about a way to prolong intense erotic pleasure." He drew his finger along the edge of her blouse, dipping into her bra without hurrying. Careening toward the finish line like an addict--it was the story of her life. He'd always savored the best moments.

She stroked the front of his jeans, hard, groaning as if his pace was killing her. "How? Tell me what to do," she begged.

"They say spider venom, specifically venom from a Brazilian Wandering spider, boosts nitric oxide."

"What's that?" she all but choked out.

"During sex, it increases blood flow."

"Blood flow?" she gasped, understanding finally dawning.

He couldn't resist feathering his fingers against her hardened flesh. She moaned, her eyes rolling up into her head. He forced himself to continue speaking, unhurried, while he teased her. "Yeah. Blood flow. And that sensory nerve stimulation causes the release of neuropeptides." He leaned closer, his lips an inch from hers as he lowered his voice even more. "In men, it causes a four-hour erection. In women..."

She cried out when he whispered the dirty words in her ear. He didn't need to touch her to know how close she was. "But first...the injection."

Her eyes popped open. "Injection?" she asked, sounding and looking breathless--and not in the good way she had an instant ago.

"Of venom. You have to go first. Because, in women, it takes a lot longer for the affect to take hold. Then, after I'm injected, we'll be able to do everything you ever wanted, baby. We can even do it outside, under the stars."

All fear disappeared from her expression. "Yes," she pleaded, licking her lips.

"Yes?" He smiled, an exhilarating rush caused by the pleasure he knew was about to send him over the edge in a moment. The ultimate pleasure.

"Yes. Oh, baby, but...how?" she panted.

"First..." He reached beside him to get the roll, lifting himself so he could straddle her beneath his weight. "I have to put tape over your mouth. While we're connected, you can scream all you want, baby, but while you're being injected...well, we don't want the whole damn campground coming here, thinking you're being murdered, do we?"

She frowned, her gaze shifting to the strip of tape he ripped off with his teeth. "What do you mean?"

He leaned down and kissed her, warming her again. Then he sat up again, wiped away the sweat that'd formed over her full lips, then pressed the painter's tape over her mouth. "The injection won't be easy. You might get scared, start screaming bloody murder. Trust me, though, in the end it'll be worth it." The look he gave her was profound. He could see fear in her eyes, but the curiosity behind it overwhelmed even that. No surprise. There's nothing she won't do to get off. Despite her initial protest when she whimpered against the tape and shifted beneath his weight, the promise of the most intense physical pleasure of her life seemed to convince her not to out-and-out fight him.

"Just stay still, baby. I promise it'll be over in a minute, and then..."

Her eyes went wide, watching him turn and reached back first for the padded gloves, then for the locked plastic case that was slightly smaller than the square-weave torture chamber. Keeping one hand on the chamber to steady it on the ground, he eased the plastic case inside the leather flap of the chamber opening. Working quickly, he flicked open the side lock on the case, then pulled it from the opening as quickly as he could, trapping the Brazilian Wandering spider inside the chamber--always a tricky endeavor. He lifted the chamber, seeing the fear in her eyes had become outright terror. Squelching a smile, he let her see the massive creature moving around inside the woven bars of the cage. Immediately, she started to struggle under him, but he shifted down slightly, grinding himself against the apex of her thighs until she mewled and soon settled down in helpless enjoyment.

"Soon. It'll be worth it, baby. You'll see," he said, using his most calming voice to convince her. She wouldn't be pliant much longer--and that would be the best part for him. Leaning forward, he lined up the leather flap of the chamber so it was parallel with the top of her head and murmured, "Just let me..."

In one swift moment, he pushed the chamber down over her head, being careful not to shove too hard. Don't wanna crush the weapon. Her entire body reacted violently. As she bucked, she almost threw him over, but, now that the chamber was in place, the monster-spider backed into the corners and on the defense, he could hold her down with his arms and the superior weight of his body. With all her strength, she wrestled, her screams lost against the tape. Her gyrations as she kicked, slamming her hips against him, only intensified his thrill as his response ripped through him with the force of a hurricane.

In the minutes after reaching the peak, he was trying to catch his breath, laughing breathlessly, and she went utterly still beneath him. Smiling in gratification, he reached down to carefully remove the cage from her head. Working quickly now, he transferred the live spider back into the plastic case and flipped the lock down. When he was done, he looked down at her again. Her beautiful face was frozen forever in an expression of shock and pain--her response to the deep injection of venom in multiple places all over her head and neck, the spider's lethal defense to close-quarter entrapment.

Leaning down again, he drew the painter's tape off her mouth, then kissed her stiff, mildly sticky, blue lips. "It's been fun, babe, but I got what I need from you--and trust me, it wasn't your sex appeal, you whore. Nah. Me getting what I crave...revenge, that's all this was ever about. You were only a casualty of a nobler purpose."

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