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Deep Fury

Aidan Undercover 2

by Erin O'Quinn

Deep Fury - Erin O'Quinn - Aidan Undercover
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A mystery to make the Queen blush...

With the Queen due for her annual visit to nearby Balmoral Castle, Aidan Williamson has been transformed overnight from a constable into an undercover detective. He’s managed to emerge from his first case (Where There’s Smoke) with only a bullet wound and a few other scars no one can see.

This time around, he’s in the close company of three murder suspects—a writer’s publicist, a widowed husband, and a hot Scot who’s their paid guide. And this time he has two assets. One is his old constable partner Mike Murphy, mad Irishman. The other is Logan, another smoking-hot Scot, who always seems to catch Aidan off guard but always has his back.

At the Widow’s House of Queen Victoria on a lake in the Highlands…and in his own private life…there’s a smoldering deep fury at work, and Aidan’s determined to get to the bottom of it.

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From Chapter 7, "Assets"

Aidan liked to fuck as well as be fucked. But living with an alpha male, the occasions had been few and far between. Now he’d been challenged to reveal the cuff-and-stuff side of his personality, a facet only one man had ever seen—Justin, only a couple of times, when he’d been roaring drunk and angry too.

Now he was far from angry. He craved to discover a secret, he was desperately hungry to know Logan in every possible fucking way. He was crazy with desire for this cairn, this giant… David craving his own Goliath.

With Logan’s flexing butt under him, he made one final dive with his spit-loaded mouth, spreading the cheeks, seeking the rupture of a rosebud, letting the tight muscle close over his ravenous tongue. When his own cock was close to detonating, he smeared gel on it and lowered it to the hole. 


Slow, slow, in and out, only an inch at a time, he let his dick sink into hot quicksand. Underneath him, Logan seemed to rise and fall, a slow tide. He leaned forward and licked his ear.

“My god, you’re tight. Sweet, tight, deep…”


It was a roar, a command, a frenzied prayer. Aidan knew how to reach the sweet spot, if only his cock was long enough and strong enough—

When he felt the spasms from Logan’s ass muscles all along the length of his cock, he exploded in a burst of rapture.

He rode Logan’s backbone for a fucking eternity, milking every last drop of cum from his own swollen balls. Finally he lay still, his cock nested in a place he never wanted to leave.

Reviews:"Bo" on Goodreads wrote:

5.0 of 5 stars
Luscious Romp

In my experience it is very rare that a book opens and closes with scorching love scene between two characters and then manages to take you on a completely unrelated mystery tour that is a most appropriate filling for those two scenes--sort of like a hot corned beef sandwich with mustard on both sides.

And there are very few authors who can carry off that feat, among whom is Erin O'Quinn. This expert on all things Scottish takes us on another giddy and luscious romp through the highlands with cover man and newly appointed Police Scotland Detective Aidan Williamson who is surreptitiously aided by his bear of a boyfriend Logan, caretaker of a critically historic section of the country where the bothy (stone hut) rules.

O'Quinn has a gift for creating totally unique men in size, shape, and beauty, and in Aidan and Logan--who are about the same size except for their breadths--we have a pair that is adorable, clever and funny as well as serious when necessary. Aided by Aidan's cop partner Mike, a rowdy straight Irishman who keeps everyone honest every step of the way, the plot is a hoot which you can figure out once Aidan morphs into a disguise or two.

But what holds this one together is not only O'Quinn's distinctive and glorious way with words but also the depth of feeling and consciousness she brings to the concept of love--not only between Aidan and Logan but also the characters they are determined to accuse of a crime that just could not possibly have happened without love present.

Totally awaiting the next adventure confident that it will be another luscious sandwich.

The MC Aidan Williamson first appeared in O'Quinn's fourth Nevada Highlander novel, Sleeping with Danger.

About the Author

Erin O'Quinn was born almost literally on the side of a mountain in Nevada and was hauled kicking and screaming into the nearest town, fifty miles away, to attend first grade. To this day, she claims to be kindergarten-deprived.

O'Quinn earned a few degrees from the University of So. California, but her real education began on the back docks of the Las Vegas (NV) Review-Journal newspaper; on the good-old-boy car lots in Abilene, TX where she sold new Chryslers and used cars; and in a big-box store in Austin, TX where she alternately hauled pallets and ran a garden center.

You'll find a lot of action-adventure, and a character-centered, plot-centered group of seven series and a few stand-alones

Of 46 published works for adults, 33 (I think) are in the gay lit (M/M) genre. From the Noble Dimensions series (small town/contemporary) to Old World Ireland, Jacobite-era  and modern Scotland; and back to the retro world of Ireland in the Roaring 20s, she says, "My men, and my settings, are no-frills, no hearts and flowers. But I think a certain nobility and even spiritual element often creep in among the honest sexual feelings."

Any reviews you see are unsolicited, and are always welcome.

Settle back, enjoy what Erin O'Quinn calls "literotica with a flare for the unusual...thoughtful and with passions too big for their britches."