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Chapter Six
The two hundred pounds of hard-packed homicide cop sprawled over Stacy barely registered against
the weight of despair crushing her heart. Congratulations. You really showed him.
What possessed her to think seducing Ian one last time would bring her closure? The plan had
failed, miserably. How was she supposed to find the strength to walk away again? She raised a hand
and wiped impatiently at her wet cheeks, then rested her forearm on her forehead.
Their reflection in the mirrored ceiling taunted her with the illusion of two people wrapped up in
each other. Ian s big frame mostly covered her smaller one. His tanned legs damn man should have
been a dancer, with all those long, lean muscles intertwined with hers in a way that looked
completely natural and shockingly intimate at the same time. The mirrors gave her a bird s-eye view
of his sculpted ass. The skin there was lighter, smoother, and she stifled an impulse to run a
protective hand over it. She loved his strong back and broad shoulders, but they d never gotten
around to taking off his shirt, so she couldn t feast her eyes on them. Her fingers which clearly had a
mind of their own absently stroked his light, silky hair. She always liked it this way, a little on the
long side, overdue for a trim.
He had his face buried in the curve of her neck. She could tell by his breathing and the slight tickle
of his eyelashes on her skin that he hadn t passed out from exhaustion. No, not Ian. As long as he had
enough condoms and Gatorade, he could go all night. Even as the thought formed in her mind, his cock
woke and stretched inside her. Her pelvic muscles apparently took directions from her heart rather
than her brain, because they flexed and caught him in a fast, tight hug.
The move elicited a low groan from Ian. The sound rumbled up from his chest and vibrated through
her entire body. Her erogenous zones responded instinctively. He groaned again, this time no doubt
because he felt a rush of heat flowing to the spot where his erection twitched to life. His breath gusted
against her neck, and she very nearly burst into tears.
This can t happen again, her brain warned, but she couldn t find the strength to tell him to get out.
Instead, she said,  You know, when I mentioned I wanted a good, hard, anonymous fuck, I wasn t
looking for two out of three.
 Bullshit, he muttered.  You knew it was me as soon as you rubbed your ass over my lap on the
dance floor.
The insult stung. Did he really think he d fooled her up until they d danced? Like she only
recognized him by the feel of his cock?  I knew it was you the minute I saw you. Letting you think
otherwise was just  she lifted her shoulder in a casual shrug  an entertaining little game. But the
game is over and, ultimately, doesn t change what I want.
Apparently she could sting him back, because his eyes narrowed. Then he ground his hips against
hers until she bit her lip and moaned.
 You re sending mixed signals, Stace. You don t know what you want.
Sadly, she did she wanted far too much, more than he d offered but her stupid, traitorous hips
lifted, seeking more from him.
 Careful. The condom&  He reached down between them and pinched the base of his erection,
holding the latex in place. But when he started to pull out, she panicked.
 Don t. Her hands flew down to his hips, and her fingers dug in to hold him still. Don t leave me
empty. Not yet.
 Stacy&  He swore under his breath when she sank her fingernails into his skin and squirmed
beneath him.  It s going to leak. Or break.
 I don t care. She didn t. Not one bit. All she cared about was keeping him inside her for a few
last, precious seconds.
Ian laughed, low and humorless.  You can t handle a relationship with me, but you re ready to have
my baby?
Yes. I love you. I d love to have your baby. Instead, she said lamely,  It s the wrong time of the
month.
 I could play that game when we were together, but not now.
Knowing he wouldn t change his mind, she forced herself to let go of him. She closed her eyes and
turned her head to the side so he wouldn t see the tears threatening to spill down her cheek.  Aren t
you the responsible one?
 Yeah, and you re the dangerous one. Despite the temper in his voice, he moved slowly and
gently, but she couldn t hold back shivers of reaction as he pulled out. Normally he d press his big,
warm hand between her legs and massage her as he vacated, to make it nice for her, maybe get her off
one more time. But tonight he eased out and left her there, knees bent, legs spread, body aching like a
wound.
She sat up and glared a hole through the back of his head while he turned and disposed of the
condom.  What s that supposed to mean?
 Christ, I should paddle your ass for real. Dancing around tonight in that outfit, teasing every cock
in the place. He faced forward again and raked her with his gaze, and the heat of it sent a wave of
longing to her overstimulated clit.
To cover the reaction, she tossed her hair back and laughed.  Are you jealous, Ian? Hopefully
nothing in her expression gave away how deeply she wanted him to say Hell yes.
She must have fooled him because he grabbed her jaw and brought her face close to his.  I m
wondering if you ve lost your mind, coming out tonight without any security, dancing with total
strangers. Letting them put their hands on you. Especially now, with some freak sending you threats
and ultimatums, possibly stalking you. What the hell is wrong with you?
Feeling miserable and mean, and more than a little humiliated by her own actions, she said the first
thing that sprang to mind.  The only stalker I see tonight is a jealous ex who can t stand to let me have [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]