Back Maid for Love
Chapters (22)
  1. Copyright
  2. Author’s Note
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Fool for Love
  20. Other Books by Marie Force
  21. About the Author
  22. 2014 Memorial Day Weekend Reader Event in Rhode Island!

Unlike any woman he’d ever known, she made him breathless and anxious and edgy and nervous. He couldn’t wait to get her back on the bike, to have her wrapped around him, to have her legs tight against his hips and her breasts flat against his back. Good thing she hadn’t seen what having her close to him like that had done to him earlier. She’d never trust him to keep the bike on the road.

“Look at the stars,” she marveled.

“That’s one thing I miss in Miami. Too much city light.”

She continued to gaze upward at a sky littered with stars. “Sometimes I really love it here.”

Because he couldn’t bear to wait another second, he caressed her face and pressed a chaste kiss to her sweet lips. Her arms came up to encircle his neck, and her tongue traced the outline of his mouth. Mac stopped breathing as she teased her way into his mouth. He groaned from the effort of holding back the need to plunder.

“You’re killing me,” he whispered.

“Good.”

“I won’t be any good to you dead.”

She laughed against his lips and killed him some more with dainty sweeps of her tongue that sent electrical currents rippling straight through him.

He slid a hand down her back, cupped her bottom and brought her in tight against his throbbing erection.

She gasped. “Mac.”

“What, honey? Tell me.”

“I want you.”

“It’s too soon.” He wanted to shoot himself for being so honorable. At times like this, that really sucked. “You need time—”

She put her fingers over his lips. “I need you.”

“Are you sure?”

Nodding, she rubbed herself against him, and he nearly lost it.

“Maddie,” he gasped.

She tossed her head back and laughed.

He took advantage of the opportunity to sink his teeth into her exposed neck.

She shuddered. “Can we go home now?”

“I was going to take you dancing.”

“I don’t want to dance.”

“What do you want to do?”

“You.”

His heart tripped into overdrive. “Maddie. . .”

She took a step back from him. “God, that sounded so slutty. I don’t know what I was thinking—”

He brought her right back. “No, honey. It sounded so sexy that I’m about to lose my mind. I want you to say whatever you want to me. I’ll never think you’re anything but beautiful and funny and smart and so freaking sexy you make me crazier than I’ve been since I was a horny teenager.”

She looked up at him with bottomless eyes full of what looked an awful lot like love. God, he hoped so. “Take me home, Mac. Please?”

With shaking hands, he helped her into the helmet and got her settled on the back of the bike. Before he got on, he walked around it a couple of times.

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to cool off so I can drive.”