Charade by Lisa Marie Rice

Author:Lisa Marie Rice [Rice, Lisa Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lisa Marie Rice
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Harper wriggled a little, just enough to slightly angle her torso out from under his. Just enough to breathe a little. She didn’t want him off her, she just wanted a little oxygen. Just a bit.

Because though he was heavy as an ox, he felt absolutely delicious. Hard as a rock all over, except the bit that had been inside her and was now softening, starting to slip out of her.

God, it had been glorious. Almost better than last night, and last night had been off the charts.

And it has also been…insane.

Passion had never, ever gotten the best of her. Except now, apparently. There had been nothing in her head except red-hot heat, a crazy desire to have Mark Redmond on her, in her. And nothing was going to stand in her way. Certainly not a dozen murderous terrorists a few feet away, separated from her by some wood and stucco.

God.

What had she been thinking?

She hadn’t. She hadn’t been thinking, at all.

But she had been feeling, emotions raw and harsh, right under her skin. The horror of having watched people being killed—gunned down like animals. Men standing with weapons trained on terrified hostages, sitting on the floor like animals ready for slaughter. Women and children, not knowing if they would get out alive.

The Louvre was wired for destruction. That was one scenario where she and Mark would not survive. They’d wired the monumental staircase and the Grand Gallery, so explosives were not far away. They’d die in the initial blast or be buried under tons of stone.

Given that, making love with Mark—perhaps the last act of their lives—made perfect sense. They’d be crazy not to.

She was nearly naked. Jacket, sweater, bra off, panties thrown somewhere. Her only item of clothing was her skirt twisted around her waist.

Mark, on the other hand, was still sort of halfway decent. He even had his windbreaker still on. He’d just opened his pants and pushed his briefs down. In a second, he’d look normal. The only place he was naked was where he was still connected to her.

But holding him still felt really good. Harper could feel his hard muscles through the layers of cloth. She tightened her arms around him, holding on as close as she could to all that power and strength, as if it could pass through him into her, then dropped her arms and legs to the dusty floor because she had no strength at all left.

Turning her head, she sniffed at his neck, lips curling in a helpless smile as she kissed him. He hardened inside her in response, but she shook her head. No way could she have another round. Her muscles were reduced to jelly.

He smelled good, too, though she could also smell the funk of sweat and, embarrassingly, she could also smell the sex coming from their groins. His juices and hers.

His juices…

God.

They hadn’t used a condom! It hadn’t even occurred to her to think of birth control. The desire had been too elemental, too fierce, to think of anything but having him inside her.

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