His Salvation (Search And Rescue #1)
"I score my nails down his chest, swallowing the guttural sound that escapes his throat as my shaking fingertips reach his jeans.
His body tightens when I undo the button, pull down the zipper and slide my hand over him agonizingly slow, touching just the tip of my tongue to his.
Not in the mood for teasing, his hands slide farther under my shirt, then seconds later it's off and god knows wherever his ended up. He spins us around to pin me to the wall, bracing his hands on either side of me, practically vibrating with restless, unsatiated desire.
I grip his hair as my vision blurs and my stomach clenches. Somehow it's too much and not enough.
The sweet sting forces him to press me farther into the wall, the weight of him between my thighs keeping us both up, sending tremors all the way to my toes as he pulls away just enough to find my eyes.
Heat curls over my skin as his fevered gaze fall to my lips, swollen from his, the look in them warming me from the inside out until i'm burning for him.
He closes the minuscule distance like a dying man who has seconds to live and all he wants is me, giving everything, taking more."
Private investigator Nat Lewis stumbles across a six foot, green eyed challenge one night in the rain. It seems like a fairytale until bullets start flying and a ghost from her past resurfaces, bringing bad memories with him.
Gangs, bullets and death are all in a day's work for Nat, but the two men vying for her attention might be more than she can handle.
