Trust No One by Diana Layne

Author:Diana Layne [Layne, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Spies & Politics, Espionage, Romance, Romantic Suspense, Thrillers, Mystery & Suspense, Suspense
Amazon: B0089HULLE
Publisher: Black Gold Books
Published: 2014-01-01T16:00:00+00:00

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A hand over MJ’s mouth startled her awake. Instantly alert, her fingers formed claws, moving in for attack when Ben saved his eyes by saying, “Easy, it’s me.”

He moved his hand from her mouth.

Eyes wide, muscles trembling as the wild adrenaline rush receded, she asked, “What the hell are you doing here? Is Tasha here? Another bad dream?”

She’d been having her own dream, she recalled. One that involved both Ben and her being naked.

He answered her with a kiss. Still caught in the remnants of her dream, she kissed him back without hesitation.

Wait. Her brain caught up. Though her body, already primed and ready, protested, she made herself lean away.

She tried again to get an answer, even though it wouldn’t take an Einstein to figure it out, maybe Ben was sleep walking or something. “What are you doing?” she repeated.

“If you have to ask, I didn’t do it right.” He kissed her again. His firm lips moved in a delicious rhythm, seducing her own lips to cooperate. Nope, not sleep-walking.

Willpower, don’t desert me now, damn it.

“Ben.” Too much time of enforced isolation and sexual innuendos, she told herself. But logic didn’t stop a different sort of trembling, this time from desire, not adrenaline, from rolling through her body. Logic versus desire turned into a damned fierce battle within herself. Logic finally won, even as he was still laying small kisses on her mouth during the battle. “I thought you understood I’m not interested,” she said against his lips.

“You don’t kiss like you’re not interested.” Another kiss.

“You. . .you startled me.” No reason to admit the truth. Just stop this before it starts. Ignore those persistent signals as pesky as Ben himself that her body was sending.

“So stay startled.” He moved his mouth to plant small kisses down one side of her neck. Further protest died before the words formed leaving her mouth open in a perfect circle of delight. Delicious, delicious shivers down her neck, down her spine, hurtling onward, downward–

Finally she gathered her strength to resist before she started moaning and rubbing against him, begging him not to stop. From somewhere, she didn’t know where, she found the words and managed to say, “You did have another bad dream.”

“Maybe.” He nibbled on her ear.

Oh, man, that was supposed to stop him cold. Bad plan A, she needed a plan B.

Which her mind refused to cooperate because it was floating off to pleasure land while desire swam in her stomach, worked its way in delicious tickles up her backbone. Another couple of minutes and she’d be beyond the ability to make him to stop. The last of her willpower seemed to be floating away.

His lips found hers again.

Oh, hell. She kissed him back this time. Resistance is futile.

No. Resist. Resist, damn it. There was something she needed to say before– She twisted away and gasped, “Wait.”

He raised his head, eyes glittering in moonlight, the rain having stopped sometime earlier in the night.

“I’m not your wife.” There, she said it.

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