Page 11 of Her Last Hope
“Or else what?” For fuck’s sake. He was acting more like his womanizing little brother, Ramey. And there was a difference between having a romp in the sack with a woman who gladly understood and accepted what he was looking for versus going through women, leaving a string of broken hearts along the way.
His broken heart had been enough.
Not to mention Leandra’s.
She leaned over, her hot breath on his ear. Her fingers glided down his chest in an erotic dance thattossed him off-balance, sending a warm shiver across his skin.
He swallowed.
Her eyes turned a seductive dark brown with a hint of a sparkle as she raised up on her knees, her hand at the top of his pants.
“We need to stop this.” Dropping his hands to his sides and his head to the sofa, he took in a few deep, calming breaths. He tried to snap his focus to the operation and not the sexy woman sitting on his lap. “I’m sorry. I’ve behaved incredibly inappropriately, and I have no excuse.” He could tell Leandra that he’d been all fucked up since the day his wife had died and how things got compounded a few weeks ago when his older brother got engaged and then dropped the bomb that his bride-to-be was pregnant, but that would make him sound even crazier than being perverted.
He closed his eyes, waiting for her to stand up, but instead she plopped herself right back on his lap.
He groaned, unable to control his body’s reaction to hers. “Keep sitting like that and I won’t take responsibility for what happens next.”
“I’m a big girl,” she said in a faint whisper. “Who are you really, and why do you make me crazy?”
“I can’t answer the second one.” He dropped his forearm over his eyes. “But to the first one, I’m just an ex-Army guy hired to do a job, and I’m really good at what I do.”
“Are you one of the good guys?” Her fingers lacedaround his wrist, tugging, while her other hand tilted his head. “I need to see your eyes.”
He blinked as he let all the air in his lungs swish out in a single pant. “When it comes to what side of the law I stand on, I’m a great guy.”
“Good.”
“Now please get up so we can devise a plan to bring down Ramos and find your client’s daughter, or I will grab you again, because when it comes to bedding women, I’m not a man who sticks around, so in that department, I’m a bad guy.”
Her mouth moved closer to his, and it took every ounce of control he had not to flip her on her back and strip her naked. When her lips brushed against his, he gripped the sofa cushion. Her beautiful eyes searched his with a combination of lust and confusion, matching his own swirling emotions. “I don’t want a man to stick around.”
“You’re playing with fire,” he whispered.
“I know.”
He groaned, cupping her cheeks and shoving his tongue deep inside her mouth. She tasted like honeysuckle on a warm summer’s evening. His body shivered as she sucked on his tongue, taking command of the kiss, torturing his mouth. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. Everything about this woman made him dizzy. Not only did he want to bury himself in every part of her body, he wanted to hold her in his arms, caress her soft skin. Kiss her temple and watch the stars together.
Yanking his lips from his, he stared into her eyes. “Save the girl first. Put Ramos behind bars. Then we fuck like there is no tomorrow.”
“Sounds good to me.”
A deep growl vibrated from his throat.
He’d just met his match.
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Leandra wrapped the big white towel across her body before wiping the steam off the mirror. No matter how long she stood under the hot water, she couldn’t get Nick’s sexy touch off her body.
And honestly, she didn’t want to.
But she had to.
The focus had to be on finding Skyler and the rest of the missing kids before they were sold into slavery all across the globe, never to be found. Though she knew Skyler had most likely been unloaded already, a thought that haunted her every waking moment.
She slipped on her thong, remembering how quickly Nick grew hard as she straddled him. When he’d grabbed her, an electric pulse shot through her body. The lust in his eyes commanded her body like a conductor controlling his orchestra.
And that kiss.
