Page 58 of Innocent Intent

Wish granted.

Cassidy was lost. She clung to him, needing something to keep her grounded. When she felt the warmth of his hand moving up her side and then the tug and pull of her nipple, she inhaled a sharp breath. The sensation traveled south, sending a strong, pulsing throb all the way to her clit.

“Focus, Cass. I need to see it.”

It?

See me.

Unraveling.

His hand trailed higher and settled at the base of her throat with a gentle, leveling pressure that had her eyes fastened to his. The slow smile and arrogance in his stare was a mind trip. Punishing thrusts, back-to-back, pressing her deeper into the mattress had the ecstasy settling in. Davis’s tongue slipping into her mouth triggered the implosion. She crashed hard. Shattering.

He tipped into bliss right behind her, pushing the last waves of Cassidy’s release to the surface. His plunges slowed to an impossibly torturous pace once more, his dick dragging in and out while he kissed Cassidy through her climax and his own. She handed it all over to him, even if it was just for that moment.

19.

It had only been a few hours since Davis and Cassidy had landed, and both were exhausted from the quick turnaround. Back-to-back flights were never easy; the two had been to New York and back in less than thirty-six hours. Davis was physically spent and would much rather be heading home to crawl into his bed, or better yet, Cassidy’s, but that wasn’t an option. He needed to get to the precinct and figure out how to make something of his case.

Not only had he crossed lines by sleeping with Cassidy, but he’d also enjoyed every minute of their time together and was hopeful about crossing those same lines again. Hence, the hesitation he currently felt as they pulled into her driveway after he demanded to provide a ride home instead of Cassidy taking a ride share from the airport.

“So, I guess I’ll wait to hear from you.” Cassidy blushed and quickly added, “about the case. You know, if anything new comes up.”

Davis chuckled lightly, reaching across the vehicle and clasping his hand over hers. He laced their fingers, bringing her wrist toward him, placing a chaste kiss against her skin. He watched Cassidy exhale slightly before she gently tugged her wrist away.

“Maybe we should leave New York in New York.”

Davis’s expression hardened. As much as he wanted to play it cool, everything about the woman sitting next to him had already seeped into his soul and created a need that only she could satisfy. “Is that seriously what you want?”

Her eyes darted around briefly before landing on his. “No, but you can’t be confused about how this looks.”

“I’m not. It’s complicated.”

“Complicated?” She scoffed sarcastically.

“Yes, complicated, but not impossible. We’ll figure this out.”

“My deceased husband conned me into a fraud of a marriage, stole money, and intended to blackmail me with a case that could end my career. Regardless of my intentions to make sure no other women suffered being assaulted and murdered, my decision was still unethical in the eyes of the law. After I discovered all of the above, I then shot my husband to get retribution for the way he lied to me and mishandled my trust. Definitely a little more than complicated, Nate.”

Davis’s muscles locked tight. “You didn’t kill your husband, Cassidy.”

Her shoulders sank, and some of the tension also escaped Davis’s body as well. “No, I didn’t, and you may believe the truth, but there’s no way the rest of the world will. At least, not until we know who actually shot and killed Niles.”

“Then I work harder to figure that out.” He was part of the problem. There was no way he shouldn’t already have a suspect or at least a valid trail leading to them.

Cassidy nodded. “And until then . . .”

“You want to put this on hold.”

“I think that’s best. This isn’t smart. Nowhere near practical . . .”

“It wasn’t practical in New York, but you still allowed me in your bed.”

“I have no regrets, Detective.”

“Detective?”

“Nate . . .” she said softly.

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