Read Online Crystal Mac: A prologue novella to Captive Series Book 3 HELL'S HILLTOP by J. A. Dennam - Free Book Online

pants pooled on the linoleum, he stepped into the tub behind her and lowered himself to his knees.
    His dick n estled perfectly in the groove of her ass, and he bent over her, guided her head under the running faucet. A sensuous groan left her throat, reverberated through the air, and reached deep down to his bones.
    When he eased off, she backed out and let him shampoo her hair with slow, dexterous fingertips. Soap went down the drain as he thoroughly rinsed, taking care not to get her shoulder wet.
    It was so different seeing her this way. Out of necessity, he’d always viewed her as one of the bad guys. This dangerous woman was capable of killing him easily, even if he saw it coming.  Now she was bent over, soft and willing, giving him complete control over her body.
    A surge of adrenaline caused his veins to rise.
    He grabbed a washcloth from the stash beside them, lathered it with the bar of soap, and handed it to her. “Get all that makeup off your face,” he ordered. “I want to see who you really are.”
    When she tried to sit up, he held her down. “No. You’ll get your shoulder wet.”
    Besides, he liked her that way, with her butt in the air. The slim curves of her back stretched before him and if she moved, he’d blow it. Take her too soon.
    “You’re killing me,” she groaned as the washcloth passed over her face.
    While she performed her task, he cupped her breasts, something he’d wanted to do since she’d first presented them. They were every bit as soft and heavy as he knew they’d be, and the feel of her hardened nipples against his palms made him downright weak.
    One hand skimmed down her stomach, over the vee of curls between her legs and cupped her open sex. He dipped inside her folds, pulled out again and found the firm nub of her clit, stroked it with two slick fingers.
    She writhed beneath him as she rinsed her face. When done, she loudly caught her breath. His touch had spiked her heart rate , which he could feel in her chest. He reached over and put the plug in the drain, allowing the water to fill. Bubble bath went in next and the suds began to multiply. “Stay like that,” he commanded.
    Then he stood up and exited the tub , leaving a glistening trail in his wake.
    “You’re leaving?” she gasped.
    He opened the cabinet and dug way deep for a toiletry bag he kept in the back. When he found what he searched for, he also grabbed a few towels, turned around and retraced his steps.
    When he lowered himself between her legs again, he carefully wrapped one of the towels around her hair. “You can sit up, now.”
    As she did, he thoroughly dried it then wrapped the towel around her neck. “Turn around.”
    She looked over her shoulder, but not at him. “I thought you were going to do me from behind,” she said with a wobbly smile.
    “When I ‘do you’ I want to see who I’m with.”
    Her smile faded. With an air of uncertainty, she did as she was told.
    “Look at me.”
    Thick lashes moved upward, revealing the softer side of the IGP ghost he’d glimpsed earlier. Winged eyebrows were more prominent now and her cheeks were lined with tiny freckles. He took her face in his hands, skimmed his thumbs over them. Without the heavy liner, her light eyes were subtler, less spooky.
    He leaned in, sampled the natural fullness of her lips. The kiss was slow at first, smoldering. Her breath quickened , sending him out of control, and he drove his tongue deep into her mouth. She tasted like sex. Looked like sex. Felt like sex. Every part of her aroused him to a new degree.
    When she tried to clim b on top, he wouldn’t allow it. She protested with a feline growl and tried it again.
    “Crystal… ”
    They broke away panting. He flipped her over and pushed her back down to her hands and knees where he could maintain control over her. The towel slipped from her shoulders and he threw it over the side, grabbed the foil packet that was waiting close by.
    A smile curved her lips. “Want me to