Until There Was You (Coming Home, #2) by Jessica Scott

Author:Jessica Scott [Scott, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780345533890
Publisher: Random House, Inc.
Published: 2012-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

A whimper tore from her throat. Pleasure surged through his veins, his cock hard and aching. He caressed the sensitive skin of her neck, but he would not give her what she wanted until she said it. “Say yes, Claire,” he murmured. With infinite slowness, he traced the line of her jaw with the tip of his tongue, cradling her body against his.

She moaned low in her throat, refusing to answer. Everything about her was a challenge. To his sanity. To his livelihood. To the wholeness of his very soul. A maddening, frustrating challenge that burned in his belly. He pressed his lips to that sensitive skin then, allowing her the first round, even as he wrapped his arms tight around her, pulling her hard against him. He suckled her throat, felt her pulse racing beneath his lips as she molded herself against him, a shiver ripping through them both.

She arched against him, rubbing her cheeks against his erection, and it was Evan’s turn to groan as his cock chafed against the zipper of his pants. He rocked his hips against her, feeding on the sensation of her body against his. He wanted her naked. He wanted her stripped and vulnerable.

He curled his lips against her neck, then nipped at her earlobe before he yanked her shirt over her head in a single jerk.

She shivered violently at the sudden snap of cold against her skin, but he pulled her against him again before she could register what he’d done. “That’s mean,” she hissed.

“You’re the one who’s not cooperating.”

He held her close, loving the feeling of her body against his. He stroked his hands over her belly, her ribs, memorizing the shape of her before he eased her back. He’d meant to press his lips to the back of her neck.

Dozens of tiny scars crisscrossed her back, white lines against pale skin.

His gasp was a sharp, biting hiss in the silence. Her body went tense beneath his touch. He closed his eyes, his vision crossed with the razor-thin lines that threaded the skin on her back. He wanted to push, to demand the answers that would ease his burning desire to hurt the person who’d done this to her.

* * *

Claire could have sworn she felt the heat of his gaze sweep over the damaged flesh. She could not force herself to relax as she waited for him to speak.

“This is not a combat injury,” he murmured, his voice shaking with barely restrained rage. “Is it?”

“No. It’s not.” Claire felt exposed and vulnerable. Her heart trembled in her chest, skittering against her breast. She tried to pull away then, needing to stop the bloodletting before it began. “Just another piece of history.”

Neither of them moved. Neither of them made a sound in the ragged silence. Then he slowly pulled her against him, kissing her cheek, her jaw, her throat. And Claire could have wept for the relief that crashed through her.

* * *

With a gentleness he did not feel, Evan cradled her body against his.

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