Chapters (34)
- Cover
- Back Cover Text
- Praise for Jennifer Snow
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
- Excerpt
“Believe me, the feeling is mutual. If we hadn’t found those kids so fast, I would have been calling a ten-minute break to take you behind a tree.” He nuzzled against her neck.
He was kidding, but she’d felt the same way. Something about the danger of the situation had only fueled the intensity of her attraction to him and now that the danger was gone, a lingering sense of adrenaline had her vibrating.
His mouth on her neck was driving her insane. His warm breath against her still cool skin was making her tingle. Reaching between their bodies, she wrapped her hand along his thick shaft. She loved how quickly she could turn him on. How fast he was ready for her. She’d never had this effect on anyone before. It gave her a confidence she hadn’t realized she’d been missing.
“Mmm, you’re so soft and warm,” he said, leaving love bites along her collarbone as he massaged her breasts. The feeling of his hands on her body was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Sex had always been just sex. She’d never felt cherished, appreciated, worshipped before, the way she did with Reed. He ran his thumbs over her nipples and an ache ran through her. She tightened her grip around his cock, stroking faster.
“I want to feel your mouth around me,” he whispered.
She could happily oblige. Shifting him off her, she reversed their position, straddling him on the bed.
“This is a fantastic view,” he said, his gaze drifting over her exposed body. She loved the way he looked at her. She didn’t feel self-conscious with him. No desire to hide herself. Any part of herself.
Which terrified her a little.
She moved lower and lower on the bed until she was bent over him. Cupping his balls with one hand, she stroked the length of him with the other. Up and down, excruciatingly slow. His jaw tightened and his hands clenched at his sides. “Your touch is driving me wild.”
“Just relax.” After that night, he deserved to lie back and relax, let the stress and pressure of the rescue fade away. She would do everything she could to help with that.
He laced his fingers together behind his head, and lust filled his gaze as he watched her stroke him. “That feels incredible, Erika,” he said, his voice husky and deep. “Having you here with me is incredible.”
There was no place else she’d rather be.
Keeping her gaze locked with his, she lowered her mouth to him. Starting at the base of his cock, she ran her tongue all the way to the tip. The moan that escaped him gave her even more confidence. She’d never felt competent in bed. Sex wasn’t something she had tons of experience with. But right now, she felt empowered, in control...