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I want to sink my fingers into the silky heaven while I plunder those berry-red lips, again and again. And again.
I want to drop to my knees and beg her to show me what’s underneath that cheeky little T-shirt she’s wearing.
I want… Fuck,I want.
She glares at me with sleep-heavy eyes and every nerve in my body roars to life when I look into stunning green as clear as a mountain lake.
My very neglected dick fills out in my jeans, then thickens as if someone’s poured concrete into it.
Hunger and need snake like twin anacondas though my body and even before this unexpected bombshell opens her mouth again, I know I’m done for. “Yes? Can I help you?”
I shake my head to clear it. “Did you just swear at me in Italian?” I growl.
Her mouth opens and closes for several seconds before she sucks in a breath. “It’s the buttcrack of dawn, and you weren’t exactly gentle with the ringing.”
“It’s 7:15 a.m. not the crack of dawn, and—” I stop and shake my head again. Why the hell am I explaining myself to her? I’m here for a purpose and this creature—as mind-blowing and stunning as she is—is a distraction. “Mark Fletcher. Is he home?”
Her eyes widen at the harsh edge to my voice. “No. He’s not.” She doesn’t expand on that.
I narrow my eyes.
She starts to fidget.
When she steps back and goes to slam the door, I stop it with my foot. “I don’t think so.”
Then, compelled by a need I can’t exactly explain, I go one better and barrel my way into the foyer.
“Hey! What are you doing?”
“Where is he?” I’m risking all kinds of shit, like a trespassing charge, which won’t look great as a newly released felon and would most likely land me back in prison, but right now, fueled by rage and injustice, I don’t care.
I glance in the living and dining rooms, then eye the stairs when I come up empty.
“I told you, here’s not here!”
I face the gorgeous girl again, a part of me incredulous that such a pure, stunning beauty is connected in any way to Fletcher. The other part is thoroughly pissed off that he gets to see her, interact with her at all.
Yeah, it’s a little irrational, but there you have it.
“I know his schedule back to front, little girl. He’s got a golf game with his buddy the mayor in half an hour so if he’s not here, then where is he? And don’t even think about lying to me.”
I’m not aware I’m backing her up until her back hits the wall and I’m towering over her.
And naked fear leaps into her eyes.
