Witness to Passion
Guarding Her Body # 1
By: Naima Simone
Releasing June 16, 2015
Entangled: Ignite
Witness To Passion
Guarding Her Body Series
Under his protection and in his bed…
For Fallon Wayland, birthdays are just another reminder of her looming spinsterhood. This year is shaping up to be no different. Unfairly fired from her job, dumped by her boyfriend, and oh yes, witnessing the murder of a high-ranking lieutenant in the local crime family… Yeah, birthdays suck.
Ever since a disastrous, hot-as-hell kiss years ago, soldier-turned-security specialist Shane Roarke has avoided his baby sister’s reckless—and gorgeous—best friend. Yet when her life is threatened after she witnesses a gang hit, he insists on protecting her…even if she objects.
The two are forced to hole up in a safe house. Alone. Passion long denied erupts between them, burning away their inhibitions. But even as layers—and clothes—are peeled away, danger closes in. Shane and Fallon might finally have a chance at love…if they survive long enough to see it.
“Truth
or dare.”
“Truth,”
Fallon bit out.
“Truth,”
Shane repeated, his hooded scrutiny piercing, glittering. “Last
night you asked what if all you wanted from me was to f*ck? No
strings, just sex. Was that true? Do you just want to be…taken?”
She
should lie. Self-preservation—the same defense mechanism that had
been off the clock when she’d kissed him all those years
ago—shouted to deflect, pass the outburst off as an impetuous
taunt. To save herself from further humiliation. But the same need
and dangerous lick of anticipation curled in her chest, her belly,
compelling her to leap.
And
damn the fall.
“I
know why you believe getting involved with me would be the height of
lunacy. Addy, I’m her best friend. It could get messy. Not to
mention that you think I’m reckless, irresponsible. I’m aware of
what you want for your life. The family, wife, the American dream. I
even understand why. But what you don’t understand is that’s not
my dream. You want to know what is my dream?” she whispered. “To
be that woman under you. To be spread wide and covered. To be held
down, touched, filled until I can’t take anymore. And then have you
prove me wrong.” She curled her fingers into the couch beside her
thighs, her heart thumping behind her sternum like a rabbit late for
tea. “I don’t want forever. I never did… I just want right
now.”
Except
for the small tic jumping along his tightly clenched jaw, he didn’t
move. Not one muscle. But those eyes… How could she have ever
thought of them as cold, aloof? Molten. And with a searing intensity
that spoke of the previous night when she’d crawled on the bed and
took him into her mouth.
“Truth
or dare,” she whispered. If possible, the inner fire in his gaze
blazed brighter.
“Truth,”
he uttered, that silk and gravel voice eliciting a shiver over her
skin.
“If
you could kiss me anywhere on my body right now, where would it be?”
He
didn’t reply, and for a devastating moment, her heart seized. She’d
pushed too far, too fast. Stupid…again.
“Forget—”
She held a hand up as if she could stop the eminent rejection.
One
moment he imitated a statue on the couch, and in the next he loomed
over her, forcing her to lean back. His palms pressed the cushions on
either side of her shoulders, caging her between the sofa and big
body. She regarded him, stunned into silence. His wide frame blocked
out the room, so all that existed for her was him. His burning gaze,
the carnal curves of his lips, the lust stamped on his hard, gorgeous
features. The broad expanse of his shoulders and chest, the corded
strength of his thighs as he herded closer.
“Your
mouth,” he purred like a powerful, rumbling predator, slipping free
of his holster and setting it on the cushion. “You sucked me to
heaven last night. Seeing your lips wrapped around my cock”—his
eyes briefly closed before opening and snagging her again—“prettiest
sight I’ve ever seen. I had to fight not to come the second you
took me in.” He brushed a thumb over her bottom lip. Pressed it so
her teeth lightly abraded the tender skin on the inside. “But
you’ve had me in your mouth, and I haven’t even kissed you.
That’s a tragedy. A crime. You deserve more honor than that.”
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