Hunting Gorgeous: A Romantic Suspense by B. B. Hamel

Author:B. B. Hamel [Hamel, B. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-01T18:00:00+00:00

14

Rose

I kept staring at the ceiling. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that letter again, and felt Starch’s thin, bony frame heave with each new sob.

I tossed and turned until I heard footsteps in the hall. The door opened and Nick came into the room.

Like always, I pretended to be asleep.

He didn’t fall for it this time. Maybe it was obvious, or maybe I’d stopped trying. Sleep wasn’t coming anytime soon, not with this low-level buzz of stress that seemed to lay all over my body like a blanket. I heard his belt buckle jangle and sat up onto my elbow as he stood next to his mattress in a t-shirt and black boxer briefs. I could see the outline of him in the moonlight that came in through the window, and his skin seemed to almost glow, deathly pale and ghostly, like he was more spirit than man. But then the light shifted as he came closer, and I knew he was solid and real: the only solid thing in my life.

Outside, somewhere in the dark, lurking in the trees, a murderer wanted to take me.

Instead, I shifted to the side of my bed, making room. Nick didn’t hesitate. He pushed the sheets aside and looked at me, his eyes moving up along my legs. I felt a shiver on my spine that followed his gaze: my stomach, my breasts, my throat, my lips. Wordless, he got into bed next to me and wrapped his arms around my body. I let out a breath, half-moan, half-gasp, at his warmth. I felt him against me, his lips moving to my neck, my ear.

“You didn’t have to wait up,” he said.

“Can’t sleep.”

“I know how I can help.” His hand moved up into my hair. “If you ask me to.”

“Help me.” I spoke the words as his grip tightened—almost too tight. He pulled back and I sucked in a breath. “Please, Nick. Help me.”

He kissed me then and I finally released the moan I’d been holding inside for so long. I shifted my weight and straddled him, back arched, nothing but my thin cotton panties and his boxer briefs separating us. I could feel his strong, hard shaft against my pulsing warmth, and I knew I was wet, god, I’d been wet for days. It was almost humiliating—if I didn’t also love it.

He bit my lip as his other hand grabbed my ass. I needed his touch to be filthy, unrestrained and wild, in opposition to everything else around us. I felt like my days were structured, restricted, controlled, and muted in ways I never agreed to, all because of the monster outside, but Nick could make me forget that, he could give me something completely new. He could make me feel like I was living instead of running and hiding.

I rolled my hips, grinding down against him as his tongue met mine. We kissed hard, and I refused to let myself get bogged down in details, particulars. There was

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