Today we have Trevor Madero from Amber Daulton’s Trevor’s Redemption. Let’s find out more about him and his story!
What’s your name, and who are you in your world?
’Sup, Eileen? I’m Trevor Madero, and I’m a nobody, which is how I like it.
Give us a visual. What do you look like?
Let’s see…I have brown eyes and naturally tanned skin. My dark, curly hair reaches my chin and swings when I move. Ladies love my hair, and I love it when they grip it. Now that I’m with Shea, she’s the only woman I let play with it. All in all, I’m pretty hot.
What’s your goal in this story?
To survive. I’m involved in some bad stuff, and everyday is one day closer to the end. Whether that’s the end of my life or the end of my sanity, I’m not sure.
What conflicts are you facing?
My girlfriend, Shea, is digging into my personal life. It’s not like I want to keep secrets from her, but I have to keep her safe. She could—no, would—be in danger if she knew the truth. It’s a risk I can’t take.
My ex-fling, Alyson, won’t take no for an answer, and she’s doing her best to drive a wedge between me and Shea. Yeah, not gonna happen.
There are all the guys I deal with for my after hours job. Any one of them could shoot me dead, but I’m not the type to break easily. After all the shit I’ve been through, I’m more than prepared to fight back.
How would you describe your life?
Hectic. Juggling my double life is turning into a full-time job.
How would you describe yourself in a personal ad?
Devilishly charming, handsome, and always ready for a good time. Exercise caution, though, I might be hazardous to your health.
What is your occupation? Are you any good at it? Do you like it?
By day, I work for a construction company that builds everything from houses to skyscrapers.
At night, I’m an enforcer for Capularia. Have you heard of Onyx? It’s one of the largest drug manufacturers and distributors in the American Southwest, and the higher ups peddle their contraband through smaller sets, like Capularia. On my nights off, I book gigs at bars and clubs to sing and play guitar.
What skill do you have that you’re proud of? Why?
Music. I love playing my bass and acoustic guitar. An old friend taught me how to play when I was a kid, and it’s my way to escape the pressures and pain of life.
What did you think the first time you saw Shea?
She was beautiful, but lots of women are. It was her shyness and good heart that drew me in. Most of the women I know only want what I present to them, but I’m more than man-meat or sex-on-two-legs, as I’ve heard them call me. My attitude is a facade. But Shea, she saw past the bull to the real man underneath. I’ve never known anyone like her.
What other character from your book do you think your author should write a book about? Care to tell us why?
At the end of my story, Shea and I meet a DEA agent. Hannah Adler isn’t your typical hard-ass fed, though. She does me and Shea a solid, and believe me, I couldn’t have been more surprised. Hannah is dealing with some personal trauma—don’t ask me what—but I have it on good authority that my author, Amber, is pairing Hannah with long-time reader favorite, Alan Harding. Their book, Arresting Alan, is available for preorder and will be released in April 2024. Reserve your copy while you can. It’s only 99 cents for an ebook.
About Amber Daulton
Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published through The Wild Rose Press, Books to Go Now, and Daulton Publishing, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and demanding cats.
His taste buds tingled, her shower-fresh sweetness an aphrodisiac. He kissed her foot, swirled his tongue across the sole, and popped one of her toes into his mouth.
She bucked again within the restraint of his arms. “Oh my God.”
He chuckled and released the toe with a popping sound. After he licked and treasured her other foot, he climbed onto the sofa and knelt between her spread legs. Her glistening center opened for him. Later. There was no need to rush. He feathered kisses up her right calf, on the underside of her knee, and licked a wet trail across her inner thigh.
“God, Trevor. What are you doing?” She fisted the cushion and wiggled.
“I’m tormenting you. What does it feel like?”
“Should I stop?”
“Don’t you dare.”
He smirked. Damned if he didn’t love her bossy side. He swooped his tongue around her belly button, dipped in, and clasped her waist as she lurched up.
“Damn it, yes.” She twined her fingers into his hair and tugged.
His scalp smarted. He kissed her quivering stomach and clasped her naughty little nipple between his teeth. The pebble swelled as he suckled and lightly squeezed her velvet-smooth breasts.
She gripped his shoulders and pulled him closer to her chest.
Ah! Her nails bit through his shirt. He released the nub with a swipe of his tongue, and the bite of her nails eased. He suckled her other nipple more gently.
She gasped, arching her back, pushing her mounds against his face.
Paradise. He drew back for air and claimed her warm mouth. Fiery need sizzled through his veins and pulsed through every organ. He licked from the tip of her button nose to her forehead and kissed each eyebrow.
Her breathy plea coiled around his heart. “Come for me.” He thumbed her clit and slipped his finger in between her hot, slick folds.
“Yes, Trevor. There.” She thrust against his hand as soft little mewls left her mouth. She dug her nails against his biceps. “Faster.”
How could he deny her? He pinched and rubbed her puffy clit harder and grinned as she cried out. “That’s it, honey.” He plunged two digits into heaven. Her eyes widened, and her mouth formed a pouty O. Strength and satin clamped his fingers. He suckled her neck, pushing his fingers in and out, stretching her channel. His throbbing cock ached for her.
“Oh God, Trevor. I need more.”
He edged back and bent his head between her thighs. He licked her cream and groaned. Fucking hell. Honey, sugar, and spice. Had anything ever tasted so good? As she cried out again, he scissor-kicked his fingers inside her and flicked his tongue across her clitoris.
Her feet shuffled on the cushions, seeking traction. She gasped and gripped his head, forcing his face harder against her.
The danger and lies are more than she can handle.
Shea O’Bannon feels like a fifth wheel around her romantically paired-off friends, but there’s too much slime in the dating pool for her to bother with it. Then she sees her two-timing ex, Trevor Madero, serenading the mostly female crowd at a live-music bar. God knows trouble follows him around, but her desire for him rushes back in anyway. After he rescues her from a handsy drunk, temptation takes over.
Determined to prove he never stepped out on Shea, Trevor slides back into her life—and her heart—with forever in mind. Even with the wall he keeps up to protect her, his secret criminal life weighs heavy on his soul and drives a wedge between them.
When the truth comes out and his enemies target them both, they’ll have to fight for their love, or kiss it goodbye.
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Release Day – August 22, 2023
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