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wouldn’t find her alive. He couldn’t bear the thought of letting her down.
    He couldn’t let his desire for a woman he’d just met impact his case. No reason he couldn’t ask Jilly out after it was all over. Problem was, the investigation was going slower than most and if it dragged on much longer, how the hell was he supposed to be near her and not act on his feelings? Not that he was some horny adolescent walking hormone, but he’d never experienced such intense feelings right after meeting a woman. What was it about her?
    He glanced at his clock again. If he didn’t get to sleep soon he’d be no good for anything tomorrow. But the instant he closed his eyes, she was there again, wearing those sexy-as-hell fishnet stockings and that short leather skirt. Her earthy scent seemed to fill the air, beckoning him to taste her caramel skin.
    No!
    He turned onto his side and willed his brain to shut down. His eyelids grew heavy and he yawned. Finally.
    Jilly was in his bedroom but now she had on a skimpy black negligee that left little to his imagination. Her cat-like eyes and slender figure were even sexier edged in moonlight.
    She offered him a hand up and out of bed and even though he knew he was dreaming, he didn’t want to let her take charge. He grasped her wrist and pulled her onto the mattress. “Why are you here?”
    “Because you willed me to be.” Her skin was so soft and silky, exactly as he’d imagined. This felt way too real to be a dream.
    Throwing back the covers, he grinned as her eyes skimmed his naked body. She wanted him as much as he did her. He reached for the tiny silver buttons at the bodice of her nightgown and opened them one at a time. The fabric fell open, revealing the full swell of her breasts. He ran his thumb over one crimson peak. It tightened under his touch and she let out a pleasured gasp.
    She clutched his upper arms, giving him free access to her, all of her. He stood, took her with him and slid her gown off her shoulders. It dropped to the floor and puddled at her feet.
    God, she was beautiful. Tall and graceful. And all his, at least for tonight. He gathered her hair in his hand and tilted her head back so he could kiss her throat. Her scent was so exotic and real and completely intoxicating.
    She moved closer, his erection the only thing between them. Her pebbled nipples brushed his chest. Her buttocks fit perfectly in his hands as he pulled her harder against him. Torrid need rose up in him.
    “I want to kiss you,” she murmured. “Everywhere.”
    He dropped his arms to his side to give her free rein. She skimmed her tongue slowly over his chest, grazed his nipples with her teeth sending a charge of torrid energy over his body.
    But he needed to touch her too. He bent lower to caress the inside of her thighs, down one leg and up the other. Her nails dug into his biceps as he neared her entrance. She widened her stance, giving him greater access.
    He parted her intimate lips, reveled in her drenched folds. She tightened her grasp on him as he pushed a finger inside her.
    “Oh, yes, please.” She rolled her hips, urging him on.
    He lowered his head to her breast. She moaned with wanton lust as he suckled her. Her fingernails cut into his skin as she stiffened. Then she cried out in pleasure again and again as powerful quakes convulsed her body. Watching her come only heightened his need. Finally she stilled against him, breathing heavily.
    He led her back to his bed, stood facing her as she sat on the edge. Taking hold of his cock, she stared up at him, her eyes smoky with desire. She pressed soft kisses along his shaft. Pleasure coiled tightly inside him.
    Then she took him into her mouth, flicking her tongue over his length, swirling it around him. His cock pulsed against her tongue. His balls constricted with raw need. He clenched his jaw, hanging onto his control by a thread.
    He longed to come inside her as he drowned in the depths of her brown eyes. Hell, it was his