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.Boudreau was the only man who could turn her on so fast, so hard.Even with the slight sting in her scalp where his hand gripped her hair, the bruising of her lips from the force of his mouth grinding onto hers—or maybe because of it.Her panties were so wet she was sure her arousal would seep through her jeans.He took the kiss deeper, fucking into her mouth with his tongue.Pressure gathered in her pelvis, making her pussy clench and weep in response.She rubbed her mound against him, feeling an orgasm hovering just out of her grasp.She whimpered into his mouth and strained against him.Her nipples tightened painfully.Mindlessly, she dragged her breasts back and forth against his chest.He tilted his pelvis just a fraction and that was all it took.Her womb clenched, her nipples stabbed into his chest.She exploded with one long wail that was swallowed by his mouth.Strong teeth nipped her bottom lip, and the slight sting sent another round of shudders through her body.Dori hung suspended in his arms, fighting to breathe while he drew her orgasm out with purposeful expertise.Once the last spasm had faded, she rested her head on his shoulder and let her feet slide to the floor.His big hand released her hair and rubbed up and down her back.He pressed his face against the top of her head.“You okay, there, cher?” The deep rumble of his voice sent another convulsive shudder through her.“Hmm.” She rubbed her face against his shoulder then rested her ear against his chest.His heart raced, thumping loudly in her ear.“I feel great.How ’bout you?”His chuckle reverberated against her face.Taking one hand in his, he drew it down his waist, past his belt, to the hard ridge of his cock.“What you think, cher? How do I feel to you?” His voice was raspy with lust.Dori felt the thick pike of his cock and curled her fingers over him.Her tongue swiped over swollen lips that felt too dry even as smoldering desire flickered to life low in her belly.Flattening her palm, she caressed the length of his shaft with one firm stroke and watched his eyes narrow in response.With a muttered oath, he reached to the side and hit a button, and the elevator—which she hadn’t even realized he’d brought to a stop—lurched on its way.It came to a smooth stop on the thirteenth floor and the doors pinged open.With a blush, Dori pulled her hand away from Boudreau and stepped in front of him.They exited the elevator, nodding politely to the elderly couple waiting to get on.“What was the holdup?” the woman muttered to the man, with a glare directed at Dori and Boudreau.“Never mind, dear.” As he was passing Dori, the older man grinned and winked at her.Dori gasped, then laughed and dragged Boudreau away from the elevator.“What?” Boudreau pulled her into his arms, clasping his hands behind her back.“They knew exactly what we were doing.At least he did.”“And that embarrasses you?”His voice was devoid of emotion.She recognized the tone.He was trying very hard to hide what he was feeling.She pulled back from him and searched his face.The dark depths of his eyes gave her what she was searching for.He cared.Deeply.And was afraid that, even though she’d admitted her love to him, she didn’t share the depth of his feelings.She loved this man; she would tell him as often as she needed to.Especially since, if things didn’t go as planned with the demon, she wouldn’t have many more chances.Reaching up, she clasped his face between her palms.Holding his gaze with hers, she said in a tone as firm as she could manage, considering she wanted to cry with joy, “I’m not embarrassed.I love you, Jake Boudreau.”His eyes closed.When they opened again, they blazed with such love that she did weep.His thumbs reached up and brushed the moisture from her face.“Ah, don’ cry, cher.” He rubbed the moisture from her eyes.“I love you, too.”“I know.”When he raised an eyebrow at her cockiness, she grinned through her tears.“Hmm.” He kissed her, a lingering meeting of lips and souls.When he pulled back, his eyes had gone black with desire.“Don’ think that this gets you outta trouble, cher.I’m still mad at you for not tellin’ me the whole truth.”Dori did her best to look guilty, but she was so happy she knew she didn’t pull it off.She took his hand and pulled him down the hallway toward her room.“If I promise to behave from now on, Detective, will you let me off for good behavior?”“Nope.” He ran a hand over her ass, then pinched, making her jump.“Hey!”His grin had a definite feral edge to it.“When this is over, you an’ me, we’re gonna have a serious talk.After I paddle your cute little butt.”She narrowed her eyes at him.Never mind that her heart thumped faster at the image of her facedown over his lap, his big hand turning her ass cheeks red.She clenched her thighs against the renewed pulsing in her pussy.“Never mind, cher.We can talk about it later.”She fished the door card out of her purse and opened the door to her room.Morning light filtered through the gauzy curtains, throwing wispy shadows onto the mint green carpet.As soon as the door shut behind them, Boudreau swept her up into his arms and strode to the bed.He plopped her down on the edge and went down on one knee in front of her.Big hands drew off her shoes and socks.“Um, Jake?” Dori watched his big hands curl around her feet, felt his thumbs stroke across her insteps.“What do you think you’re doing?”She knew, of course.She wasn’t dense.But he was just so much fun to tease.He stared up at her with glittering dark eyes.“I’m thinkin’ I’m gonna do some lovin’ here.”She pressed her lips together to hold back a grin.“But…” She sighed and looked down at her hands, clasped in her lap.“We don’t have time.”“There’s time enough for this.” He got to his feet and shrugged out of his jacket.Lean fingers went to his shirt buttons and started to slide them out of their holes.She cleared her throat and stood, easing around him.Bending, she scooped up her socks and shoes.She tucked her socks into the shoes and turned, thinking she’d sit on the chair at the small table tucked into the corner.“I don’t think so, cher.” Boudreau emptied her hands, dropping the shoes onto the floor.Before she could do much more than blink, he had her flat on the bed, both arms raised above her head.He grabbed his handcuffs off his belt loop and clasped one around her right wrist, threaded the handcuff chain through the slats of the headboard, and then fastened the other cuff around her left wrist.Her gut tightened and heat spread to her core.Finally, he was putting his handcuffs to good use.But she couldn’t let go of the game, not just yet.“Boudreau,” she said, giving the cuffs a jiggle, “this is unauthorized use of city property, isn’t it?”He grinned, humor sparkling in his eyes, though there was enough hot passion in his gaze to spark an answering excitement in her.“No, cher.The use of cuffs to subdue an uncooperative suspect is entirely acceptable.”He leaned over her, left hand braced by her hip.His partially unbutton shirt gaped open, and her gaze centered on his broad, muscular chest with its light covering of dark hair.Her fingers curled with the need to touch him there.“I’ll behave,” Dori promised.“Take these off me.”“Uh-uh.” He shook his head.Bending, he took her mouth with his, demand and dominance in his touch.His tongue swept between her lips, tangled with hers.When he withdrew, she followed, claiming him as surely as he’d claimed her.With a groan, Boudreau lifted his head and took a deep breath.“God, I could spend a lifetime on your mouth.” His whiskey voice rasped against her eardrums and set her clit thumping.He straightened and brought his hands to her blouse [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]