Crystal Mac: A prologue novella to Captive Series Book 3 HELL'S HILLTOP by Dennam J. A

Author:Dennam, J. A. [Dennam, J. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

Blood roared in his ears as Mac stood up and flexed his hands. He shouldn’t be doing this. It would mean letting his guard down completely… to a woman who could still be a traitor.

But, that just made him want her more, like a forbidden fruit kind of thing.

“It’s just sex, Mac,” she urged dryly. “We both need to disconnect for a while.”

She was absolutely right. It was just sex. No hearts and flowers or strings attached. That was how Crystal seemed to operate, so why should he feel guilt of any kind?

With a determined set to his mouth, Mac hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his sweatpants and yanked them down. Her eyes widened on his thick erection as it sprung free. Leaving the pants pooled on the linoleum, he stepped into the tub behind her and lowered himself to his knees.

His dick nestled perfectly in the groove of her ass, and he bent over her, guided her head under the running faucet. A sensuous groan left her throat, reverberated through the air, and reached deep down to his bones.

When he eased off, she backed out and let him shampoo her hair with slow, dexterous fingertips. Soap went down the drain as he thoroughly rinsed, taking care not to get her shoulder wet.

It was so different seeing her this way. Out of necessity, he’d always viewed her as one of the bad guys. This dangerous woman was capable of killing him easily, even if he saw it coming. Now she was bent over, soft and willing, giving him complete control over her body.

A surge of adrenaline caused his veins to rise.

He grabbed a washcloth from the stash beside them, lathered it with the bar of soap, and handed it to her. “Get all that makeup off your face,” he ordered. “I want to see who you really are.”

When she tried to sit up, he held her down. “No. You’ll get your shoulder wet.”

Besides, he liked her that way, with her butt in the air. The slim curves of her back stretched before him and if she moved, he’d blow it. Take her too soon.

“You’re killing me,” she groaned as the washcloth passed over her face.

While she performed her task, he cupped her breasts, something he’d wanted to do since she’d first presented them. They were every bit as soft and heavy as he knew they’d be, and the feel of her hardened nipples against his palms made him downright weak.

One hand skimmed down her stomach, over the vee of curls between her legs and cupped her open sex. He dipped inside her folds, pulled out again and found the firm nub of her clit, stroked it with two slick fingers.

She writhed beneath him as she rinsed her face. When done, she loudly caught her breath. His touch had spiked her heart rate, which he could feel in her chest. He reached over and put the plug in the drain, allowing the water to fill. Bubble bath went in next and the suds began to multiply.

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