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Her body trembled against his and he folded her in his arms. “How did he die?”
    She buried her face in his chest , finding comfort in the steady beat of his heart. “They said his heart just stopped beating. The doctors couldn’t explain why when he was so much better, he suddenly had a relapse.” She caught her lower lip between her teeth and lif ter her face to him. “I think the photos caused too much stress. ”
    He hugged her for a moment more before reluctantly letting her go. “Do you still have much to do? We should get out of here before it gets too dark outside.”
     
    Cassie glanced out the window, amazed to see the light had faded.
    “I still have a couple of thing to take care of. Give me another hour.”
    Jake nodded and Cassie watched him shut the door. She ejected the drives, connected to the network again and finished checking the figures, trying to keep her mind off the photo’s. When Jake opened the door more than an hour later, she was ready to leave. Outside, dusk had fallen and very little daylight was left.
    “You’re ready to go?”
    Cassie nodded. “Let me just collect my things.”
    S he closed the computer and grabbed the drives. She’d already stuck her hand into her bra when her eyes caught Jake’s. His pupils dilated and the fire in them scorched her to her toes. Involuntarily her eyes dropped to his pants. Yep, she excited him .
    Her body reacted to the signals in his and she scoffed herself. How could she think of sex at a time like this? After seeing those horrid photos of her father ? After realizing she might have a killer on the board. And that she might be his next victim. It wasn’t normal. Was it? What was wrong with her?
    Jake cleared his throat and took a step towards her. Their air grew thick between them. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides and the muscle in his jaw worked overtime. “We don’t have time for this.”
    It sounded if he needed convincing more than she did. Hell, she didn’t want to leave. She wanted him hot and naked and out of control. Images of her sprawling on the desk with his hands and mouth all over her, tightened her nipples in anticipation. Wetness flooded her pussy.
    “We should get going.” His voice was hoarse with want and it fuelled the fire in her veins.
    With her eyes capturing his, holding the gaze , she lifted her buttocks onto the edge of the desk, lifting her feet slightly off the floor. She ignored the slight tremor in her hands as she started to undo the knot of the t-shirt at her nape . Desire rocked through her as his eyes darkened some more. He ran his tongue over his lips and Cassie stifled a groan. No man had the right to be so gorgeous. So deliciously male.  
    Before she could slip the bands of the top from her shoulders, he closed the distance between them. Cupping her face in his hands, he captured her lips in a kiss that seared her to her toes. She dragged him closer. He tugged at the bands of the t-shirt while his mouth trailed a path of fire from her neck to the top of her breasts.
    Cassie wanted him closer, much closer. Jake quickly dispersed of her top and bra and lifted one breast to his lips. She hung onto his shoulders where the hard muscles rippled. Sucking on her already engorged nipple, he lowered her to the desk. His weight pinn ed her to the cold smooth surface before he slowly unbuttoned her jeans and took them off . C old air brush ed over her naked thighs , heighten ing the pleasure of his hands drifting over her legs.
    They didn’t have time for this. She wanted him now. Inside her. Filling her. Cassie reached for the top of his jeans.
    “Greedy are we?” His soft chuckle filled the room, caressing her senses. He ripped off the shirt, dropped the holster next to her on the table and shrugged out of his jeans. His erection sprang free a nd Cassie writhed on the desk. Her pussy already flooded with hot moisture, waiting for him. Ready for him.
    He tugged her hips towards him , pu lling