First Temptation (A Covert Affairs Novella) by Joan Swan & Skye Jordan

Author:Joan Swan & Skye Jordan [Swan, Joan]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3
Tags: Romantic Suspense Fiction
Publisher: Joan Swan
Published: 2013-11-09T18:30:00+00:00

Eight

ZOE’S HEART POUNDED. Her body felt like a bottle of champagne, filled with tiny, fizzing bubbles. Her head lolled on Taft’s shoulder. Her arms, limp, slid from around his neck. She needed to move off him. His legs had to be cramping after kneeling on that step for so long.

But he was twirling a strand of her hair around his finger. Kissing a path down her neck and across her shoulder. The fingertips of his other hand drew patterns on her back, making her skin tingle with gooseflesh.

She sighed. Smiled. Laughed.

“What?” His murmur was heavy, his voice thick. It kicked up tingles between her legs, where he still filled her.

Overfilled her.

She rolled her face into his neck and kissed him. “That was…” How did she describe something like that in a few words without sounding like an idiot? “Wild.”

“A-freaking-mazing,” he breathed, making her smile. “And it’s going to get better and better. I just have to figure out how to get you up those stairs to your bed.”

“Hmm.” His hair was thick and smooth and so soft. “Logistics are always such a pain in the ass. It would probably help if I got off your lap.”

He made a negative sound in his throat, lifted his head, and kissed her. Zoe sighed into his mouth. His lips were loose against hers, his tongue lazy. Inside her, he grew harder, thicker. Longer. Her sex tingled and heated. She tilted her head and deepened the kiss.

Taft groaned deep in his throat. Pulled away to murmur, “God, your mouth…”

“Ain’t seen nothin’ yet, Walker.” The thought made her hungry. “Wait till I get you on your back.”

A phone rang.

They both froze—tongues tangled, hands caught in hair. Taft released a breath and pulled out of the kiss first. “Fucking figures, right? I think it’s mine.”

Zoe grinned. “You don’t have to go far for it.”

“Where’s your bathroom?” He reached behind him, a lopsided smile tipping his mouth and making the gold flecks in his eyes take over, his gaze warming to dark caramel. He pulled out his phone and nodded when she pointed to the top of the stairs. Hitting a button on the phone, he brought it to his ear. “Walker.”

The serious, professional tone of his voice sent a thrill through Zoe’s chest. But that thrill turned into a burn as a tangle of realizations hit her. Of what she was doing—screwing her sort-of coworker. Of what she’d done—exposed him to danger. Of what she still had to face—pulling out of this op and working the border again.

Zoe broke Taft’s gaze and used his shoulders to balance as she carefully eased off him.

Taft winced but supported her waist with his free hand. When she was standing, he offered her the jeans from the floor beside him.

As soon as he was off the phone, she was going to suggest a shower together. They could make cleanup pull double duty. May as well get as much of him as she could, while she could.

Taft circled his hand near the phone in a sign of impatience and shot Zoe a half grin, signaling Rio was still talking.

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