Austin Nights in Savannah

By Tina Holland

Forensic accountant Savannah Andrews has a reputation for getting the job done. No matter what. Now she’s on her toughest assignment. Recruited by the FBI to take down the DeLugge crime family, Savannah is in the wrong place at the right time.

Federal Marshal Austin Caulfield’s timing has always been excellent. He’s surprised when he comes to Vegas to retrieve a witness at a sex club to find his childhood sweetheart on an auction block. Austin has no choice but to save her.

As Savannah and Austin get closer, limits are tested and secrets revealed. Nothing in Vegas is what it seems, least of all the club Flesh. Will Savannah find out the secrets behind the notorious club? Will Austin get his witness to the stand, or will Austin’s nights in Savannah distract them both?

Austin Nights in Savannah is book 3 in Tina Holland's sexy western series, The Caulfield Cowboys. This exciting addition to the series is sure to keep you turning the pages as you discover the secret desires pulling Savannah and Austin together.

*Not intended for readers under the age of 18.
*Previously Published: (2013) Resplendence Publishing

The Caulfield Cowboys series by Tina Holland
Prequel. Sexing Up the Spy
1. Buckin' Chastity
2. Dani Loves Dallas
3. Austin Nights in Savannha

• Language: English
• Publisher: Book Boutiques
• Release date: Jun 15, 2019
• ISBN: 9781949797039

Tina Holland

Tina Holland is a romance author who was born in Frankfurt, Germany and is now settled in the Red River Valley of North Dakota. She enjoys writing Romance, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, and Paranormal. Her work has been nominated for Best Erotic Romance by Love Romance Cafe and “Sexing up the Spy” was an EPPIE Finalist. You may contact Tina via her website: www.tinaholland.com

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Austin Nights in Savannah

The Caulfield Cowboys, Book #3

Tina Holland

Published 2019 by Book Boutiques.

ISBN: 978-1-949797-03-9

Copyright © 2019, Tina Holland.

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Blurb

Forensic accountant Savannah Andrews has a reputation for getting the job done. No matter what. Now she’s on her toughest assignment. Recruited by the FBI to take down the DeLugge crime family, Savannah is in the wrong place at the right time.

Federal Marshal Austin Caulfield’s timing has always been excellent. He’s surprised when he comes to Vegas to retrieve a witness at a sex club to find his childhood sweetheart on an auction block. Austin has no choice but to save her.

As Savannah and Austin get closer, limits are tested and secrets revealed. Nothing in Vegas is what it seems, least of all the club Flesh. Will Savannah find out the secrets behind the notorious club? Will Austin get his witness to the stand, or will Austin’s nights in Savannah distract them both?

Austin Nights in Savannah is Book 3 in Tina Hollands sexy western series, The Caulfield Cowboys. This exciting addition to the series is sure to keep you turning the pages as you discover the secret desires pulling Savannah and Austin together.

Previously Published

(2013) Resplendence Publishing

Dedication

I’d like to thank my critique group, the FM Word Weavers-Kat, Krystal, Laura, as well as fellow authors Maddy Barone and Mary Jean Adams. Thank you, Ladies.

Acknowledgements

Cover Artist: Valerie Tibbs, Tibbs Design

Chapter 1

Savannah Andrews was surprised how unusually warm the marble was against the damp, sensitive skin of her bottom. This sex club, Flesh, was so circa 1980s. Red marble tiles with flecks of black and white spread along the club walls. Mirror tiles lined the ceiling, reflecting what little light was in the room. Circular stairways led to open platforms above the ground floor. If you looked up, you could see the sexual acts played out in hedonistic fashion on the ceiling. VIP rooms surrounded the velvet curtains for the pretense of privacy, or you could choose a closed door. The doors were nothing more than an illusion as there was audience seating allowed in each room; some were as discreet as a one-way mirror and others with nothing separating the performers from their fans. Along the back wall was a stage with matching red velvet curtains, while jutting out from the stage in phallus form was a runway with a rotating platform at the end. Above the tip hung a disco ball, and underneath, posed nude with her legs bent off to the side, her hands cuffed behind her back and blindfolded, Savannah was up for auction.

It seemed impossible to auction off a woman in these modern days, but tonight’s sale was for charity. Sitting nude in front of a room full of men and women eager to bid on her was a heady sensation. Savannah wasn’t normally the type of girl who sat naked under a disco light, going to the highest bidder. Yet, she sat demurely, with an emerald choker around her throat, her calves tucked under her thighs. As risqué as this act was, she was not a person to take risks. Savannah had read her contract carefully; there would be no unprotected sex and her safe word was bubble gum. Her first date was to take place in the only private VIP room on the second floor.

Seated before you is Savannah. Savannah is an active member of the community, walking dog’s right here in Clarke County. We’ve chosen her as our Green Star Candidate. Your bidding dollars will go to the Animal Rescue Society of Clarke County. One can’t help but wonder if there’s a little animal in the pristine creature before you. Wavy golden blond hair highlighted by nearly perfect porcelain skin. I can attest people, there are a few freckles spotted across her nose, and she has vibrant green eyes. Who will start out the bidding on our sex-kitten? the owner, Howard Brown, called from the stage. He’d been the one to review all the finer points of the contract with her. He was a thin little man, with dark hair and eyes, reminding her of Snidley Whiplash with his slicked-back hair and a mustache that curled on the ends.

One-hundred dollars, a woman called out from the audience.

Two-hundred, Savannah recognized Barry’s voice. Barry, the bastard, had talked her into this.

That sure is a pretty little pussy… seems worth more, a familiar Texas drawl came from the audience, followed by giggles and guffaws.

Do you care to back up your comment, my good man? asked