A Sexy Mystery Series - The Box Set (The Montgomery Billionaire Bad Boys)

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A mystery he's determined to solve.  A steamy romance he never saw coming.

Ty Montgomery is a sexy billionaire, and he can snag any woman he wants. But he wants to be more than just a rich playboy. That's why he settled on Ile St. Clare—to find the long-lost treasure ship, Hesperus.

But even all of Ty's money can't guarantee smooth sailing.

When his quest turns dangerous, his only option is to turn to a renowned island expert— who happens to be just as sexy as she is savvy. Little does he know his adventure is about to become just as intense in the bedroom as it is underwater.

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All three of the books in this sexy romantic mystery series contain steamy scenes, so they're best-suited for readers who are 18+.

A Sexy Mystery - The Series Box Set is one of several stories that revolve around Jessica Kelly's hot family of billionaires, the Montgomerys. If you're looking for more steamy Montgomery action, you'll find it in:

Billionaire Bad Boys - The Montgomerys

The Dangerous Secrets Series

The Steamy Island Romance Series 

The Playing Dirty Series

Dare Not – A Sexy Whodunit Mystery

Game On - A Sexy Sports Scandal

Passion's Fury

The Sexy Mystery Series #1

Jessica Kelly

Chapter 1

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Ty Montgomery stared into the monitors.  Brandi Dorn was Hollywood's hottest star, and she was giving it her all.  She was absolutely spectacular.  He watched hungrily as her honey blonde hair fell across those dark, sexy eyes.  Just as they did when she was over him.  And the legs.  So long.  So perfect when they wrapped around him.  His eyes focused—as they always did—on her enormous boobs.  Ty's arousal stirred in his trousers.  Brandi's talents were quite remarkable.

Cut!

The director's shout brought Ty back.  Not that he wasn't enjoying the spectacle.  Truth be told, after a long boring afternoon, he was enjoying every minute of Brandi's performance.  He would reap his rewards with the sexy Brandi Dorn in a few hours.  It was just that there were more important things that demanded his attention.  Caribbean Isles Exploration, CIE, was on the verge of their most significant discovery in his company's two year history.  Although he did have two million dollars invested in this film.  Best to pay attention.

I need a break, she whined as if on cue.

And apparently so does Mr. Montgomery.  Monitors putting you to sleep Ty? the director joked.

Not at all, Henry. Sorry I'm just preoccupied with another business venture.

People would kill for this, Brandi whispered as she approached Ty and kissed him on the forehead.

It's fascinating, Brandi.  Really.

Well it should be, she said licking her lips seductively as only Brandi could.  Two million dollars is a lot of money. Even for you, Ty.

Money well spent, George Watson said, patting Ty on the back.  "Bluewater will bring in millions more."

Ty stared at the veteran producer.  Fiftyish, built like a tank, and in perfect shape.  Your Caribbean tan suits you, George.

As does yours, Ty.  Watson grinned, his white teeth providing the perfect contrast to his bronze skin.  It means a lot to the entire crew, you coming by.  If not for you—

Not just me, George.  A film of this magnitude has an entire fleet of anxious investors.

But none with your celebrity status, Ty, he said grinning.  We're more accustomed to the hedge fund types.  But who am I to complain?  Another month and we're back to L.A.  Right on schedule. 

Watson signaled to his director.  Henry what do you say we wrap up filming for the day?  I'd like to get with you in the office.  Brandi, how about you put some clothing on and escort Ty out of here?

Silly, she cooed.  This is clothing.

Works for me, Watson grinned as he extended his hand.  Look forward to seeing you at the grand finale, Ty. 

Ah, yes, the grand finale.  Another opportunity for the egos from L.A. to gather for cocktails and gossip.  Ty sighed to himself and forced a smile.  I look forward to it.

Of course you do, she whispered.  Who wouldn’t?!

In your world, I agree, he said taking her hand and leading her out of the lot towards the reserved parking spots.

And in your world, Ty?  You know everything isn't about diving for treasure.

Of course not, baby, he said eyeing her giant tits.  As bored as he'd been watching the filming all afternoon, soon it would be time to appreciate Brandi's best skills.

You want it, don't you, Ty? 

Want what, baby? he teased admiring the view up her tiny skirt just before he closed the door to his Porsche.

Sex, she winked the second he sat down next her.  Hot sex. 

Damn, Brandi, he groaned as she ran her fingers over his desperate cock.  Bored or not, watching her prance around the set half-naked in her skin tight mini skirt and her tiny halter had stirred his passions.  Ty shifted the Porsche into gear and headed towards the beach.

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Chapter 2

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It was his favorite time of day.  Sunset.  Ty walked across the gleaming marble floor and closed the sheer draperies.

You need privacy, Ty?  Never seemed to bother you before, Brandi giggled.

Just muting the sun, baby.  Ty answered as he stared towards the orange sunset.  A perfect time, don't you think?

"Always perfect for us, Ty. 

He savored her as she strutted across the room dropping her skimpy halter, then her tiny skirt as she approached.  Speechless, he grabbed her enormous tits and ravished her hard nipples.

I'm so ready Ty, she whimpered as he sucked on her.

Ecstasy raced through him the instant she reached in his pants.

Mmm, perfect, she whispered, pushing him onto the bed. 

Perfect, he moaned as she relieved him of his trousers and helped herself to his throbbing cock.  Ty closed his eyes and surrendered to the passion.

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The blazing sun had fallen half into the Caribbean by the time he came to.  But it wasn't the setting sun that had his attention.  Damn, baby, he groaned as she slowly licked her way up his chest until finally he could take her hard nipples with his teeth.  Her squeals told him she was ready for part two.

You are so hot, he whispered fondling her full breasts until he was lost in her.

In an instant she was on him, taking him, riding him.

Oh fuck, he groaned as she worked her hips over and over and over.  His cock roared with delight.  The view of her giant tits bouncing as she pumped set him on fire.  Wild, he grabbed her ass, steadying her through her first, then a second.  Still, he needed more.

Oh my god! she screamed as he flipped her over and pounded into her. 

Feeling every inch of her, Ty bucked to his finale and collapsed in the darkness.

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Chapter 3

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You look rested, brother, Taylor said as he stepped onto Intrépide.

Ty turned away from the equipment and stared back at his brother.  I slept like a baby—after the workout, anyway.

Don’t be modest, Ty.  Only one workout?  Since when does Brandi Dorn only provide one workout?

You have too much idle time, Taylor.

Right.  Taylor broke into his familiar grin.  So how was the movie set?

Overall, boring.

You're so full of shit, Ty.  With all those Hollywood babes, how in the hell could it be boring?

If you’re so damned excited about Hollywood, you could have thrown in some cash of your own.  Guarantees you a full-time pass if you want it.

Hell, no, Taylor grinned.  There's a less expensive way to admire asses and tits.

And clearly you haven’t missed those opportunities.

You provided me with the right of way, Ty.  For which I thank you.  You might have the leading lady, but the guys and I are quite comfortable with the very willing co-stars.  It's not every day that Hollywood comes to Ile St. Clare.  Might as well take full advantage of the endless opportunities.

You talking about us?

Ty couldn't hide his amusement the moment he spotted his cohorts—and all of the food they were carrying.  Donuts?  We're taking donuts on board?  Is that it?

Man food, Cody announced.  Donuts for breakfast.

Roast beef for lunch, Beau bragged on cue.  As in these huge sandwiches. 

Cody reached into the bag and pulled out one of the most remarkable sandwiches Ty had seen since his Palm Beach days.

I apologize for underestimating you, Cody.

Cody beamed with pride.  You should know better than to underestimate me, Ty.  I do have a reputation to maintain.

Hell yes you do, Cody.  With every beautiful woman on the island. 

Brandi Dorn excluded.  She doing you up right, Ty?

I'll never tell.  Ty had to laugh to himself.  He'd known Cody since their first day at the University of Miami and they'd been the best of friends ever since.  Actually, Cody was almost like family.  He wasn't a Montgomery, of course.  No, he'd come from the legendary Carrel dynasty.  Still, though, they were like brothers.

You don't need to tell, Ty, Beau said smiling.  Satisfaction is written all over your face.

You could say that, Beau, Ty mumbled thinking back to Brandi's multiple talents.  If anyone knows how to charm beautiful, willing women you do.  I hardly need to fill you in.

Hardly, Cody laughed, as he punched Beau on the arm.  Ty couldn’t help but notice how Cody's deep brown eyes flashed as they always did when he was up to no good. 

So you have no plans to follow her sweet ass back to Hollywood?

Hell no, Cody.  And she knows it.  We share some amazing chemistry, but it's temporary.

Not so sure she knows it, Taylor answered.  She's made it pretty clear that she wants you.

Oh she wants me alright.  Pleasure is Brandi's highest priority.

If you do say so yourself, Beau said, snapping a towel at Ty.  Must feel good knowing you can satisfy the pleasures of Hollywood's hottest star.

Let's just say the pleasure is mutual, he winked. 

Despite the fact that there would be no future with Brandi, she sure as hell could take him over the top.  His crotch throbbed just thinking of what she would do to him later.  But this was more important than Brandi Dorn's exceptional skills.

How about we load our man food on board and head for deeper waters?

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Within ten minutes Ty could see the island of Vega.  It had taken him nearly six months to secure the permits.  And now, finally, his efforts would pay off.  Ironic, he thought.  Though not surprising.  Most islanders regarded treasure hunters as an evil breed, a threat to their Caribbean heritage.  It had been no easy task convincing the local authorities that their intention was to bring life to their heritage, not to pilfer it.  Of course, the three million dollar Ile St. Clare Heritage Museum had helped them prove their case.  Still, the islanders doubted them at first.  Until his group found the wreck of the slave ship Paquete.  Ever since, marine archeology had found its rightful place on Ile St. Clare.

Haven't seen you this content in recent memory, brother.

Ty looked across the crystal turquoise waters towards the island.  We've come a long way, Taylor.

Never looked back.

Agreed.  No regrets.  And fortunately no ill will back home.

You mean excluding Celeste? 

Celeste is better without me.  It would have never worked.

So you say, Ty.  Taylor slapped him on the back.  Breaking hearts worldwide.

You should talk, Taylor.

Everybody knows I never get serious.

"Using the term everybody loosely.  You'll fall hard one day, Taylor."

Not likely, he grinned.  But for now, the sole focus is out there.

Ty turned back toward Vega.  The authorities had never allowed exploration there before, mostly, he suspected, because of the islanders' long held superstitions. 

It's a risk, he admitted.

Since when is a Montgomery afraid of risk?  It's in our blood, Ty.

More importantly, the islanders are willing.  We've achieved that, Taylor.  That is our greatest accomplishment.

Ty studied Vega through his binoculars as Beau slowed the sleek 60-foot Intrépide research vessel on its approach to the uninhabited island.  What a shame, he thought as he surveyed the lush tropical paradise just ahead.  Fear had driven everyone away almost 300 years ago.

What do you suppose it's all about Ty?  The tears of the dead.

The myth, he replied.  "The glow of the green tears falling with the full moon.  I suspect it was a rare lunar rainbow.  Likely in the aftermath of the storm that took Hesperus.  The glow, the rain, the moon.  It makes perfect sense."

Try explaining that to the people who believe that this island is haunted.

"It's sad, Taylor.  Ever since the Hesperus went down, they've been scared.  Maybe the expedition will give them some closure.  Like our discovery of the slave ship Paquete did."

"Somehow I doubt that, Ty.  Paquete was a part of their history.  Hesperus is a dark, haunting mystery."

Then maybe its discovery will release the souls of those who haunt them.

You sound strangely spiritual considering your doubts, Taylor pointed out.

Ty looked ahead across the crystal blue seas towards the island of Vega.  Maybe the islands are changing me, Taylor. 

Drop anchor.

Cody's announcement renewed Ty's excitement.  At last!  Ty stripped off his t-shirt and grabbed his wet suit in preparation for the dive.  Never had he been more invigorated than he was at this very moment. 

What's your depth, Cody?

50.7 feet, Ty.  Looking north, it drops another ten.  Easy.

So we'll go down with the metal detectors, Taylor.  Scope it out in advance.  Not much wind.  Depth should be clear.

Transmitter shows 1.8 knots, Ty.

Beau you can take the communication unit.  Cody can you stand by on the monitors?

Got it, Taylor.

Ty adjusted his mask and dropped from the dive platform into the water.  With Taylor at his side, they descended into the crystal water.

Chapter 4

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Ty checked his watch.  Twenty minutes in.  A scuba diver's paradise.  Hundreds of colorful grunts, trigger fish, snappers of every variety, grouper, a barracuda, even a sea turtle.  The grouper faced directly into his mask and frowned.  Apparently, he was the least impressed of the group.

He's on to us, Taylor, Ty laughed into his microphone.

You working or loafing?

Working if you must know, Beau, Ty replied.  I can’t help it that the scenery is amazing. Vision is near 100%. 

Ty switched on his metal detector and followed Taylor into the deeper waters.  They'd seen success before, but this exploration could change the course of island history, not to mention their company, CIE.

I have something, Ty.  Taylor zoomed in on a sand pocket.  Here, Ty.

Ty followed Taylor to the spot.  Ballast stones.  Damn if that's not one hell of a lead.  He pried at the stones.  Heavy.  We'll need to use the lift bag.

Taylor nodded in agreement.  Open the compressor.  Taylor grabbed hold of the line and filled the bag while Ty loaded the bag.  Take her up guys.

Easier than expected.  Ty looked at his watch.  The lift had eaten up valuable time.  They had barely fifteen minutes before they had to surface.  Let's follow, see if there's a path.  There could be more.  Satisfied that they were indeed in the right place, Ty switched the metal detector back on, and continued the exploration.

Almost fifteen minutes later, it was fairly obvious that there was nothing more—at least, not in the immediate area.  Not a surprise, of course, but somewhat discouraging.

Up, Taylor said signaling.

Ty ascended towards Intrépide.  As soon as he surfaced, Beau was on deck to assist them.

We need to catalogue this stuff first before you begin on the forensics.

Done, my man, Cody replied.  Photos and videos stored and secure.  Damn if the price on this state-of-the-art equipment wasn't worth every single penny.

At least it's a start, Ty said examining the ballast stones.  "There's a wreck down there somewhere.  Hopefully it's Hesperus."

It is if all of the research is on target, Beau answered.  She was in shallow water when she went down.

Seeking refuge from the storm?  Or was she hiding?

We won’t know until we find her, Ty, Cody said.  Maybe not even then.  Hell, it's been almost 300 years since she went down.

And no one's found a trace of her, Ty mumbled.  This isn’t much, but it's a start.

It's one hell of a start, Ty, Taylor said slapping him on the back.  In the morning we'll start where we left off.

"So then what do you say we get Intrépide back into port, guys?  It's past beer time."

Sounds good, Beau.  One beer with the guys, and then Ty had other plans.

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Chapter 5

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Ty pulled into his circular driveway.  It had been a long day, but a great day.  Between their discovery and the beer, he was loving life.

As soon as he pulled up to the house, Gabriel appeared.  Sea salt.  I'll get it off your paint, Ty.

You’re the man, Gabriel.  Have I missed anything?

No, Gabriel nodded.  Miss Lucia left the chilled lobster in the refrigerator.  And she prepared your favorite plantains.

With the hearts of palm?

Absolutely, Gabriel beamed.  So I'll take care of the Porsche.

I don't know what I did to deserve you, Gabriel, Ty smiled.  He had the best house staff on the islands.

Thank you Ty.  Gabriel took the keys to the car.  Oh, and per your instructions, Miss Brandi is inside and comfortable.

Perfect.  Thanks, Gabriel.  He was so ready for Brandi.

Brandi, baby.  Ty could see the beach through the huge bank of windows.  But no Brandi.  Brandi, baby, where are you?

Upstairs.  On the veranda.

Ty raced up the stairs into his bedroom suite and onto the veranda.  Holy crap, he said eyeing her up and down.  To say he was loving life was an understatement.

I've already opened the champagne. 

He watched as she turned and strutted towards an ice bucket filled with two bottles of champagne.  I figured it would be a very special evening.

Very special, he whispered, barely able to catch his breath. 

Brandi swiveled on her spike heels and slowly stepped her way back to him.  No doubt she wanted to make certain that he took in every inch of her splendor.

You like it? she teased handing him a flute of champagne.

There were no words.  He thought he'd seen it all, but her completely see-through fishnet body stocking was proof that he hadn't. She wanted it bad.  And damn she would get it.

You do, she said licking her lips.

Ty settled in on her giant boobs.  Damn if the fishnet didn't lift those babies to enormous proportions.  He stroked her nipples, then slipped his fingers down to her secrets.  Fuck, baby, he whispered when he discovered that there was no crotch.

Ty, baby, she cooed as he took her with his fingers.

"You want it now, Brandi?  Don’t you Brandi?

Yes! Yes!

Her screams always turned him on.  He guided her to the overstuffed chaise lounge where she obliged by spreading her legs for him.  Frantic, Ty shed his clothes and pumped into her.

Baby, she shrieked as his desperate shaft swelled inside her tight walls bringing her to her first.  Do me again baby!

But it was too late for that.  Ty exploded in delight, oblivious to Brandi's demands for more.

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You were a little quick on the trigger, Ty, she pouted after he regained his breath.  Only once, baby, she said, handing him another glass of champagne.  You know how I need more than one.

You show up dressed like that, dousing me with champagne, what did you think would happen?  He ran his fingers between her colossal tits.  You make me crazy, Brandi.

That's the idea, Ty, she whispered, obviously delighted by his attention to her open crotch.  So come here.

She stood up from the lounge and stood over him.  Salivating, Ty took her hand and followed her to a chair.

Good thing your veranda is private, she teased as she worked his throbbing cock from top to bottom.

Yes, he whispered looking up at her.  Damn if her body wasn't spectacular.  Ty was about to explode for the second time.

So how about I do this?  She dropped down on his explosive cock and took him.

"I control the pace, baby.  You like