The Risk-Taker by Kira Sinclair

Author:Kira Sinclair [Sinclair, Kira]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781460300459
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

9

WET DENIM CONSTRICTED painfully against his straining cock. Taking them two at a time, Gage bounded up the stairs. If he didn’t find a bed in the next thirty seconds he was going to take her right in the middle of the hallway.

And while that might have been one of the fantasies his teenage mind had played out all those years ago, he thought he’d gained some control since then. Apparently not. Not where Hope was concerned.

At the top of the stairs four doors lined the hallway. Bedrooms? Bathrooms? An office? She saved him by saying, “Last door on the right.”

He strode across her bedroom, a red haze of need clouding everything but his focus on her.

Her hair was damp against his arm. His own skin felt clammy and tight, as if the rain had pounded straight into his pores. He wanted a shower, but he wanted her more.

His knees hit the bed and he dropped her onto the soft surface. But before he could follow her down Hope had already popped back up, her hands grappling with his fly.

Her fingers brushed the throbbing ridge of his erection. She tugged at the tab of his zipper. It went down a centimeter and then stopped. She jerked at it, up and down, metal grinding against metal, but it didn’t budge.

Round, disbelieving eyes collided with his. “It’s stuck.”

Of course it was. The universe was conspiring against him, that was all there was to it.

He laughed. What else could he do? Gage grabbed her hands and fell to the bed with her lush body sprawled across him.

“This isn’t funny,” she exclaimed, staring down at him as if he was on the verge of losing his mind. Maybe he was.

“Yes...yes, it is. I finally get you naked and I can’t get my damn pants off.” He devolved into laughter again. It was either that or scream in frustration. Laughter was the saner response...but only just.

Hope didn’t join him. Apparently she didn’t see the humor. Instead, the sharp heels of her palms dug into his chest as she levered herself off of him so that she could study him with narrowed eyes. Her teeth tugged at her bottom lip, pulling it into her mouth. He wanted to do that, but considering his dick was currently being held hostage, that probably wasn’t a good idea.

“How much do you like them?”

“Right now? Not at all.”

“Good.”

She crawled up his body and across the bed. He nearly groaned when her sex, still wet and swollen from the release he’d given her downstairs, hovered right above his face.

Dammit! Now this was torture. If the insurgents had dangled a willing and aroused Hope just out of his reach he might have told them whatever they wanted.

With a moan of surrender, even as he realized this agony would be self-inflicted, Gage surged up to taste her. A tremor rocked through her body and her hips bucked against his mouth.

“Gage,” she cautioned, breathlessly, as something metallic clattered above his head. He was too preoccupied to puzzle out the source of the sound.

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