Shattered Souls by Delilah Devlin

Author:Delilah Devlin [Devlin, Delilah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2013-01-28T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Sam grunted. “You sure know exactly what to say to a guy to get him hot.”

“Damn, you’re easy.” Cait grinned, glad they’d gotten past the hard stuff. Now it was time to play. They both needed to blow off some steam. And the way the pulse at his temple jumped, she knew it would only take a few tweaks of her tail to get Sam to go all caveman on her body. A shiver ran over her skin. She was so ready for that. Just plain greedy for his rough touch. “You’re not so complicated, Detective Pierce.”

“Believe that,” he growled, “if that makes you feel safe.”

Safe. That was the last thing she felt right now. Not the way he looked, his jaw grinding shut. Not with his hot gaze raking her and his chest expanding with his deepening breaths.

“I want my shirt back.”

Oh, she loved it when he gave her orders in that crisp, no-nonsense tone.

She pulled up the sheet, did a sexy little striptease, and tossed the shirt at his head while clutching the sheet under her armpits—just to keep the playing field even. “Your turn, Detective.”

Sam edged off the bed, all six feet two inches of him looming over her as he toed off his boots. He followed by unbuttoning his shirt, taking his own sweet time.

When the garment finally fell away, Cait couldn’t help ogling every inch of tanned, ripped hotness. “I ever tell you that you’re just about perfect?”

“Baby, I’m not perfect.”

Baby. Lord, she loved it when he called her that. The word hot and sweet, and said in his graveled voice—pure hot buttered rum.

She shivered, gooseflesh prickling her skin. Nipples tingling. She came up on her knees, still keeping the sheet, and reached up to comb her fingers through his chest hair, tugging gently and then roaming lower. Her gaze locked with his while she flicked open his belt and slowly unwound it from the waistband of his slacks. “This a pity fuck?” she asked softly.

He grabbed one of her hands and held it over the hard ridge trapped against his thigh. “Only one who needs pity right now is me.”

She giggled and then pressed her lips together, because a high-pitched sound wasn’t something a thirty-three-year-old woman intent on seduction should ever emit.

His lips twitched, and he let go of her hand to stand still while she lowered his zipper and reached inside.

“Yeah, you’re perfect, Sam Pierce,” she whispered in an awe-filled tone as her fingers closed around his shaft, straightening it in the opening. “Feel better now?” she drawled.

He growled and shoved down his pants, stepping on them to wrestle his legs free. Then he pushed her, causing her to sprawl at an angle across the bed, and crawled right over her. The sheet was the only thing separating her from his furnace-hot skin.

Sam slid a finger under the edge of the cotton sheet. “Can we lose this now? It’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.”

Cait gripped it and wriggled under him to push it down.

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