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BLURB: Dark, mysterious, sexy-as-sin...and possibly a murderer. Skylar Davenport must discover if this handsome stranger killed her neighbors. She knows she shouldn't trust him. She shouldn't feel anything for him. He could steal everything precious to her, including her life. But Wade Sinclair makes her feel alive. Skylar isn't what Wade expected. Unfortunately, he has a job to do. He'll bed her, if he can, but he'll also do what he was hired to do, and move on with his life, alone...or so he thinks. BUZZ: A fast paced read...filled with unique and creative details that will captivate the readers -- Anita, The Romance Studio ** A Night Owl Romance Reviewer TOP PICK ** N.O.R. Nominee for Best Western Erotic Romance ** Cameo Awards Nominee EXCERPT: He reached out and brushed the strands of wet hair from her face. His fingers caressed her cheek lightly, almost reverently. "You can trust me." Unable to stop herself, she pushed her cheek against his hand. The calluses on his palm rubbed against her skin. She tried to squash the myriad sensations rushing through her body by closing her eyes. It backfired, increasing her feelings instead. She seemed destined to become an emotional prisoner to this man. "I want to, but..." Wade rubbed his thumb over her trembling mouth. "Trust me, Skylar." With a barely contained groan, he touched his lips to hers. Skylar's eyes flew open at the featherlight touch of Wade's mouth. For a moment, she felt his lips tremble. The warmth that radiated from his body made her yearn to melt against him. If she didn't resist now, she'd be completely lost. She pulled back, drawing a sigh from the man she longed to understand better. The sadness in his eyes, just before he rose and disappeared behind her, tugged at her heart. She sat alone and stared into the crackling fire. Conflicting emotions battled inside her—desire, mistrust, need, uncertainty. Wade's voice echoed in her head. Trust me. Could she take the chance? A noise drew her out of her thoughts. When she felt Wade kneel behind her, she stiffened. Heat radiated from his body, making her crave his warmth. He slid his arm around her waist, and her pulse raced like never before. She fidgeted at the contact, not really sure if she was trying to get away or snuggle closer. "Don't pull away from me. Please." He moved her hair to one side and exposed the flesh of her neck and throat. "Let me touch you," he whispered in her ear. "I won't hurt you. I promise." His fingers drifted across her flesh. "Your skin is so soft." He slid the strap of her chemise down her arm, and nuzzled her neck and shoulder. "Mmm." The sound of pure pleasure escaped before she could hold it back. Her body responded with such force, and her heart beat so hard, she thought she would faint. Moisture formed between her thighs, and she ached deep inside. Her nails dug into Wade's arm, as she tried to anchor herself from spinning out of control. It did little good. When his mouth moved inward across her shoulder and stopped to nibble at the sensitive flesh at the base of her neck, she knew she was lost to him. "Wade, make this ache go away." Needing him more than she had ever thought possible, she leaned back against his chest and gave in to the storm of desire. Wade groaned and turned her around in his arms. He laced his fingers through her hair. "Skylar, I want you so badly." He captured her mouth with his and kissed her as if savoring the taste of her lips for the first time...or the last. His mouth moved gently at first, then turned demanding. He deepened the kiss, consuming her lips. He pulled her closer, molding her form to his. Her body burned like fire, and the chill of the cave was forgotten. Her hands glided over his moist skin. She massaged the muscles of his broad back and thick biceps and couldn't help but imagine him fully naked with that intense, fiery need he often looked at her with, reflected in his eyes. Her lips moved urgently beneath his. She eased her tongue forward and slipped it inside his mouth. A guttural sound escaped Wade and filled her senses. She tasted, explored, created new and powerful sensations. She wanted to make him as crazy with desire as he made her. Her fingers fluttered down to his bare chest, and she tweaked one of his flat nipples. He growled and held her tighter, returning her ardent kiss with a passion that threatened to consume her very soul. His hand ever so slowly slipped underneath her petticoats, and his fingers slid along the inside of her leg. Shivers of delight raced through her body. She tangled her hand in his hair to keep his lips fused to hers. She feared any words would break the spell woven around them. Her thigh tensed when he caressed it, and he lowered her down on her dress. With reluctance, she pulled her lips from his and gasped for a much-needed breath. "Wade," she whispered against his mouth, not quite sure if she'd spoken his name in a final feeble protest or in a needful plea for more of his seductive touch. "Do you want me to stop?" he murmured against her lips, his voice strained with emotion. She hesitated a moment, surprised by the question. Whatever happened would be her choice, with no one to blame later but herself, if she regretted the decision. But she wasn't thinking clearly. How could she with his hands on her, his blue-gray eyes gazing into hers? "No," she rasped, still breathless from his kisses. "Don't stop. I want you to touch me. Please." Did you enjoy the excerpt? Click link below to download the entire book.
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