His Innocent Lover (Slade Security Team Series Book 3) by Leslie North

Author:Leslie North [North, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-10-21T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

She was dying.

Water filled her nose. Water pressed down on her head, pressed on her chest, sat like a weight. A blinding pain behind her eyes told her she couldn’t keep holding her breath. She could see the shadows moving on the ice above her. Arms heavy, legs leaden, she willed them to break through and save her.

She watched the ice begin to crack, but it was too late. Her lungs burned as she resisted the need to take a breath—a breath that would be filled with ice cold water instead of air. She finally quit struggling, let her arms go limp, her body sag. She parted her lips. The inevitable could happen. She screamed.

The noise had her sitting up in the bed, gasping, trying to locate the source of the tortured sound. An arm settled around her, warm and strong—the comforting scent of salt and sea sank into her.

“Chloe? Hey, shush. It’s only a dream.” She blinked several times before she realized she was sitting up in bed. A very naked Trent sat beside her, holding her. “You were having a nightmare. Can you remember what it was about?”

Not going there! She shook her head, wincing as pain stirred. She touched her temple, feeling groggy and disoriented—the aftermath of a migraine.

“Stay here and I’ll get you some water.” Trent slipped from the bed. He didn’t bother to cover himself up, and if he wasn’t going to bother, she wasn’t going to avoid looking.

He came back with water. Sitting beside her, he handed her the glass. He turned her so that her back was to him and began to massage her shoulders.

Her muscles loosened and she almost dropped the water glass. “That feels amazing.” She let her head loll to the side. He placed his lips on her skin, licking her skin before sucking it gently into his mouth.

Leaning close, he said, his voice rough, “You taste amazing. I read in a study somewhere that headaches were the worst reason to avoid having sex.”

Chloe moaned as he reached a tender spot just beneath her left shoulder blade. “How’s that?”

He kept working the small knot out of her muscles, and also trailed his over her upper back, nibbling on the curve of her shoulder where it met her neck. Between kisses, he said, “The study stated…sex should actually be used as a cure…releases all kinds of hormones and…feel-good chemicals…makes…a…nasty…migraine…go…away.”

Chloe rolled her head to the other side, inviting attention to that newly exposed skin, “Are you suggesting we make love so that my headache will go away?”

“You’re not willing to try it?” His fingertips brushed the sides of her breasts before snaking around her ribcage to cup them in his warm palms. She was still wearing an oversized T-shirt, but it didn’t matter one bit. The feeling of his hands on her breasts had her nipples hardening.

She didn’t want him to quit touching her. She turned, kissing him, and muttered, “I’m willing to try it if you are.”

Trent rolled with her, pushing her into the mattress.

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