The Investigator: A Boss' Brother Romance (Norcross) by Anna Hackett

Author:Anna Hackett [Hackett, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

As Rhys unlocked his front door, his chest held a knot of residual anger and a whole lot of relief.

He held Haven tucked under his arm. She was alive. Safe. Breathing.

She looked fine despite her ordeal. He wanted to take care of her.

And he definitely didn’t want to feel the fear that had hit him knowing she’d been taken again.

They walked in and he flicked the lights on.

“Why don’t you take a bath?” he said. “Relax—”

“I don’t want a bath.” She walked into his place and his gaze took in the back of that damn dress. Or rather lack of a back.

She spun, her blue gaze on him.

Then she ran at him and jumped.

He caught her with a grunt, sliding his hands under her ass. “Haven.”

“I know what I want.” Her mouth hovered over his, not kissing him. Yet.

Anticipation was hot and hungry. Her breath mingled with his.

His cock went hard in an instant. Then he dug deep and dredged up some control. It was minuscule. “You’ve had a rough night—”

She licked her lips and her tongue brushed his. They both groaned. His fingers bit into her ass.

“I’m not thinking of anything but you,” she murmured.

Rhys gritted his teeth. He was known for his control. Iron hands on the wheel of a fast car, on the controls of a speeding boat, on a rifle in battle.

Right now, those hands were shaking.

Because of her.

His Haven.

When he didn’t move or say anything, he saw uncertainty cross her face.

“Um, if you don’t want—?”

He slid a hand up and tangled it in her hair. He tilted her head back, just rough enough to get her attention. Her pretty lips parted.

“What do you want, baby?” he drawled.

Something twisted inside him, a beastly part of him that wanted to throw her on the ground, and tear that damn dress off of her.

“I want to be safe,” she murmured. “I want your hands on me.” Her mouth brushed his lightly. “I want you inside me.”

Rhys’ growl was loud. His cock was hard and throbbing, trapped in his damn jeans. Sharp need twisted in his gut.

He’d never wanted to claim and possess a woman like this before.

“You going to let me sink my cock deep? You wet for me, angel?”

She squirmed against him. “Yes.”

“It won’t be polite or gentle.” He ground his cock against her. “You’ve got me hot and hard.”

“I want hard. I want it all.” She was breathing fast.

Rhys strode across the room to the dining table, filled with barely leashed hunger. He set her down on her feet, then pushed the dress off her shoulders.

The fabric fell to her waist and she gasped, but Rhys could only see those gorgeous breasts. They weren’t big, but they were perfectly formed, and topped with pink nipples.

“Rhys—”

He slid an arm around her and pushed her back, arching her spine so her breasts pushed up at him.

“Look at you.” He ran his knuckles across her nipples, watching them turn to hard, little beads.

She made a hungry, desperate sound.

He lowered his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth.

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