The Hunt: Book Three:The Bridge Series by Ann Howes

The Hunt: Book Three:The Bridge Series by Ann Howes

Author:Ann Howes [Howes, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-19T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 16

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Words to live and die by.

Don’t let me down.

He’d played women before for his job, he’d admit it. He wasn’t a saint. Anything to get it done. And he’d taken this job because he’d seen what happened in the mall between her and Cody and he couldn’t deny he was intrigued. Those Fuck Me eyes and baby blue lace panties peeking out the top of her jeans when she bent to get the thumb drive? Jesus. He had a nasty suspicion it was he who was going to be let down.

And he’d seen countless women in various stages of undress from sexy underwear to buck naked, so why was that tiny hint of lace getting his dick so fat? He’d said it before, and he’d say it again—this one was designed to fuck him up.

Time for some serious space, otherwise he was going to burst a blood vessel, or drill her beautiful ass against the wall and get them tossed from the hotel.

Ugly thoughts.

Stanky, sweaty-hairy-ass, ugly-dudes-in-the-gym thoughts.

Except, the only asses he could conjure in his fevered brain was her gorgeous naked ass and his…

Fuuck.

“We’ll check it out after I shower,” he gritted out. Snatching up his bag, he entered the bathroom and shut the door. Held onto the damn doorknob while he considered turning the lock, but Holy mother of Christ, if she wanted to join him, he wasn’t about to put any barriers between them.

What was it about her that messed him up so?

No other woman!

Not even Jaz had fucked him up this way, except when he lost her. Then his soul had fractured. Left him an empty, guilt-ridden shell with nothing but his dick to offer any woman who bothered. For a time, sex was what got him out of bed, his medicine—the only thing that made him feel anything. But it wasn’t for the want of caring. He cared too damn much.

Gingerly, he freed himself of his clothing, placing them neatly on the vanity. He stepped into the shower and stared at her shampoo in the caddy suctioned to the faux marble.

Turning the water to hot, he let it sluice off his shoulders until he could no longer stand it. When his balls were about to explode, his dick throbbing to the point of pain, he poured a quarter sized dollop into his palm. The subtle scent surrounded him. He breathed it in, absorbed it, not needing to commit it to memory. It was already embedded.

Helen and honeysuckle—forever shall the twain be stuck together in his brain.

Finally relenting, as that horny, hungry fucker between his legs wasn’t going to leave him alone, he leaned his forearm against the tile and braced himself. With a low, agonizing groan deep in his throat, he palmed himself. Squeezed his eyes shut at the delicious sensation shuddering through his body. Goosebumps exploded on his flesh. He was so hard he could ram through a solid wooden door.

She did that to him.

One hungry look from those gorgeous, sensuous eyes did that to him.



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