his lips across her belly button.
She thrust her fingers into the lush thickness of his hair, closing her eyes as his lips roamed up her belly to her breastbone, leaving fire in his wake. So focused was she on his lips that she gasped with surprise when he cupped her breasts.
“Joshua.” Her head lolled back as the string-roughened pads of his fingers stroked over her already hard nipples, tightening them further. His mouth warmed her skin as his lips traced her throat, her chin, her cheek.
Finally, oh God, finally his right hand slid down her belly to stroke her clit. “Kiss me, Alina,” he demanded. “Kiss me like you did onstage.”
She curved an arm around his neck and plastered her mouth to his, kissing him with everything she had. She’d been on a slow burn and he’d just thrown kerosene on the fire.
“Have you ‘seen’ everything you wanted to see?” she asked against his lips.
“God yes.” He pulled away from her long enough to fumble free his belt and unzip his trousers.
“Good.” She made quick work of the buttons on his shirt then pushed his trousers and boxers down his hips, freeing his cock to her gaze.
“Happy birthday to me.” She stroked the hot, hard length of him. God, he was the perfect size for fucking, and not overly thick. What would it feel like to have him filling her ass? The thought made her breathless.
He can run, but he can’t hide
Reckless
© 2008 Maya Banks
A Red Hot Summer story.
Sheriff J.T. Summers promised to keep an eye on his best friend’s little sister. What could possibly go wrong? A lot. “Little” Nikki Durant isn’t so little anymore. She’s sex on a stick, and she’s pointed right at him.
Nikki has always loved J.T., and she’s through waiting for him to come around. The soaring summer temperature is nothing compared to the heat generated when she sets fire to his senses. With a take-no-prisoners attitude, she’s out to get her man. But no matter how many ways she offers it, J.T.’s not buying.
What’s it going to take to get him to realize her love for him isn’t a passing fling?
Get herself arrested? Hmm…
Warning: This title contains one very frustrated hunky sheriff, one very determined heroine, sex by the pool, sex in the office, and yes, they do make it to the bed. Eventually .
Enjoy the following excerpt for Reckless: J.T. pulled to a stop in front of the ranch and wiped the sweat from his brow. He couldn’t wait to jump in the pool. There weren’t too many safe places left in Barley for him to hide, but he was safe here.
He climbed out and strode to the house in his swim trunks, flip-flops and T-shirt. He knocked then rang the bell, but when no one answered, he opened the door and let himself in. Jasmine had said they might not be here. Which was fine with him. He could use the alone time to work off some serious sexual frustration.
He made his way through the living room and to the glass patio doors. Beyond, the pool shimmered a sparkling blue, and he nearly groaned as he imagined how nice it was going to feel to immerse himself in its coolness.
He shut the door behind him, kicked off his flip-flops and made a beeline for the deep end. But when he got there, his gaze drifted to the lawn chair situated just a foot from the diving board. And to the beautiful, naked woman stretched out, sunbathing.
Fuck me. Fuck him. Fuck a duck.
Nikki was laid out, butt-ass naked, her gorgeous tanned skin glistening in the sun.
There wasn’t an inch of pale skin anywhere on her, which told him she was no stranger to tanning in the nude.
Her slender legs were slightly bent at the knees and parted, just enough to give him a prime glance at her pussy. He groaned. Dear God, this was so unfair.
His gaze drifted higher to her trim waist and the diamond teardrop ring at her belly button. It glittered in the sun and lay in the hollow of her taut belly. Then he settled on her pert breasts. Perfect. Just fucking perfect. Not too large but not
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