Page 48 of Fatal Thrill
They disconnected and Jaya went outside to wrap her arms around Jon from behind. He’d heard her coming and welcomed the embrace, patting herhands.
Her stomach was holding its own, but she had the sudden urge to wrap up in a blanket and go to sleep. Hormones? Jet lag? The fact that it was growing dark at five o’clock? Whatever the reason, she wanted to crawl into bed, and she wanted Jon there withher.
He ended his call with his boss. “Beatrice asked how you were doing. She congratulated me.Us.”
His voice sounded slightly surprised. Jaya hugged him tighter, laying her cheek against the back of his shoulder. “Noleads?”
“Not much. She and Rory are using special tracking software that Emit Petit developed a few years ago to look in to everyone’s history and contacts, including your dad, mom, and Finn. Also Fitzpatrick’s Sir Ref services, but that could take days. I want to go back to the pub next door to the B&B and talk to some people there and see if anyone saw your dad or Finn, or knows anything aboutFitzpatrick.”
“Mmm.” Her hope of a warm bed and Jon’s arms around her wasn’t looking good. “Want me to come withyou?”
“Nope. You stay here. I’ll takeColton.”
“Will you be gonelong?”
Jon turned in her arms and looked down at her. His dark eyes glittered. “I’ll be back as fast as Ican.”
“Good, because I want to find my brother, but I also need actual sleep tonight, and I want you next tome.”
“It’s a date.” He kissed her forehead, then took her hand and led her backinside.
Shelby and Colton had disappeared and Jon drew her upstairs to the bedroom and closed the door. Backing her up against it, he slid one hand under her hair to the nape of her neck and leaned in for a full-blownkiss.
The solid feel of him was so welcome Jaya wrapped her arms around his neck and let him part her lips with his tongue. Everything in her wanted him, just like it had the first moment she’d laid eyes onhim.
He broke the kiss, his hot gaze locking on hers. “This is a badidea.”
She shifted restlessly, knowing he was right. Her legs grazed against his. “Isit?”
A low growl came from his throat. “You should be angry at me for not having found your brotheryet.”
“Anger doesn’t usually get me anywhere. I’d rather not waste precious time on it. Seducing you, however, now that’s worth alot.”
Jaya felt herself rising, Jon lifting her up and making her laugh. He carried her to the nearest surface—a chair—and sat with her, her legs draping over his, her suddenly needy self pressing into his harderection.
He kissed her neck, lips light and teasing. His hand roamed under her shirt, finding a tender breast and making her gasp. She caught his earlobe between her teeth and gave a returntug.
A soft laugh. “You’re a dangerouswoman.”
He was the dangerous one in this relationship. Jaya shucked her shirt, baring her breasts to him. “I don’t want there to be secrets between us anymore,okay?”
The glittering edge returned to his eyes as he gazed at her skin, mounding over the edge of her bra cups. “Secrets are a burden, but there are things I’m not allowed to share about my job, J. We talked aboutthis.”
“I’m not talking about your job.” She popped open the button on his jeans and slipped her hand inside. He growled a low curse. “I’m talking about between us. Our personal shit. Families, emotions, all ofit.”
He was hard and velvety in her hands, and his face took on an intensity she loved. “I’lltry.”
“Try?” She gave him a hard squeeze. “You’ll do better than that, won’tyou?”
“I have…problems.”
“I know about the depression and PTSD.” She caught his lips and kissed him lightly. “I’m not running from that or you, so stop worrying. You promised to help me with my problems, so let me make the same promise. I’m here for you, whatever youneed.”
His hands went to her bra clasp and next thing she knew, the garment hit the floor. He sat for a moment, pushing her breasts up with his big hands and massaging them. “You’re so fuckingbeautiful.”
She felt beautiful in his arms. “I want you.Now.”
Hefting her off of his lap, he made her turn loose of him and stood her on her feet. Skilled hands worked her jeans over her hips and they pooled on the floor around her ankles. Gently, he helped her step out of them and then his fingers teased her thigh, then moved higher, tracing the edge of herpanties.
