Like No One Else by Smith Maureen

Author:Smith, Maureen [Smith, Maureen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Suspense, Contemporary Suspense/Mystery African-American, Fiction
ISBN: 0758227418
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2009-02-15T08:00:00+00:00

The stranger’s heart was pounding.

Anticipation snaked through his veins, heating his blood as he crept stealthily through the darkened loft, moving like a shadow from one room to the other. He touched everything he could, letting his hand linger on a pink leotard draped over a wicker hamper. It still held the warmth of her body. And her scent. A heady, alluring scent that went straight to a man’s glands. Shamelessly he reached into the hamper and curled his fingers around a pair of black panties. Closing his eyes, he pressed the scrap of silk to his face and inhaled her erotic, feminine scent as greedily as a smoker inhales nicotine. Lust thundered through his body. He lowered the underwear to his crotch and rubbed it against his straining erection, pretending he was thrusting into the real, live woman.

Quivering inside, he slipped the panties into his pocket, the latest souvenir to be added to his collection. He’d been taking little keepsakes from her loft for weeks now, and so far she seemed none the wiser.

The thought brought a sly smile to his face as he continued prowling around the large bedroom that was not as neat as Maribel Cruz’s, and was only slightly less cluttered than the blonde’s. Tommie Purnell enjoyed nice things. When she saw something she liked, she rarely stopped herself from getting it. Everywhere he looked he saw charming little knickknacks, things she’d purchased from boutiques during her travels abroad. Exotic candles arranged on a stack of wooden chests, a string of pearls spilling from an antique jewelry box, a tasseled footstool beside the bed, a collection of Parisian hat boxes filled with everything from a red beret to vintage linens. A pair of pink threadbare toe shoes, dangling on ribbons hung from a corner of the vanity mirror, had been signed by some Russian ballerina whose name he recognized, but couldn’t pronounce.

As he stood at the foot of the four-poster bed, he imagined what it would be like to have her soft, supple body pinned beneath his. He imagined what it would be like to taste her. To feel the heat of her silky skin rubbing eagerly against him. To hear her moan and to see her writhing in ecstasy and opening her legs as he plunged into her, claiming her as his own.

As he reached down to stroke his throbbing cock, his vision cleared, bringing into focus the empty bed with the undisturbed covers. He frowned, his erection subsiding as he remembered that she hadn’t slept in her own bed last night. She’d spent the night at the cop’s apartment, letting him kiss her, touch her, do unspeakable things to her.

Jezebel, the stranger thought with renewed fury. Faithless whore!

He’d followed her last night, had watched as she parked in front of Sanchez’s apartment building and climbed out of her car, a rush of wind tossing her dark hair about her face and shoulders. He’d been tempted to take her right then and there. His pulse

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