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He was dead. Until He wasn’t. Now he faces a different enemy... one he'll have to learn to trust his heart to survive.
A Captivating read! The storyline was well written, the plot flowed smoothly from page to page and the characters were well developed! Alex and Scarlet were very likable characters, and they were good for each other, which kept me totally captivated throughout the entire book! ~ Pat W., Kindle Reviewer
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“Well,” Scarlett shut the storeroom door, “you see.” She turned towards me, “I haven’t been able to stop looking at you tonight, or any night for that matter. And I know you said you didn’t need a friend.” She ran her finger down my arm.
“Scarlett…” I grunted her name in warning.
“That’s the thing… I’m not really looking for friends. I have too much going on, but…” she pressed her hand into my chest, running her palm down my abs, “I have needs.” She slipped her hand over the fabric of my jeans, rubbing the hard outline of my cock straining against the zipper.
“Jesus.” My breath caught as I spoke. I stood ramrod straight, my arms fisted at my sides. My eyes were squeezed shut as I tried to fight the raging desire running through me.
“And based on this,” she gave me a squeeze, “you have needs too. Tell me, why are you fighting this? I’m attracted to you Alex – and based on the bulge in your jeans… you’re attracted to me. Fuck keeping your distance. We’re adults and…” She stood on her toes and pressed her mouth to mine.
I fought it at first, but desire won. Grabbing her hands, I forced them above her head. Backing her into the closed door, I shoved my leg between her legs, the heat of her center warming against my knee. My tongue danced between her lips, the taste of her sweet. My right hand slipped under her shirt, palming her breast, I pulled it free of her bra.
“Last chance to change your mind,” I kissed down her neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses against her cool skin.
She wiggled a hand free, slipping it between us and found the button to my jeans. Popping it free, she slid the zipper down, working her way into my boxers. Her soft fingers played with my erection, as she thrust her hips into my body. That was all the invitation I needed. Letting go of her hand, I yanked her shirt over her head. She pawed at mine, forcing her hand beneath the soft cotton. I grabbed her hand, stopping her from seeing the scars that littered my body.
She looked at me, lust in her eyes, as she leaned in and kissed my neck. Her tongue drawing a path along my neck to my ear. I yanked her shorts down as I dropped to my knees. Glancing up at her, I smirked before burying my face between her legs. She pressed her hips into me, urging me to feast on her center. I ran my tongue between her folds, nipping and sucking the soft flesh. The sweet honey dripped as she screamed through her first orgasm.
I didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath. I stood, freeing my swollen cock from my pants, my precum dripping with anticipation. Lifting her against the door, she wrapped her legs around me. Our lips met in a frenzy, her nails raking down my back under my shirt. Pressing my head against her opening, I eased into her warm center.
“Yes – please Alex. Don’t. Stop.”
I moved my hips, thrusting into her as she screamed... Lost in her body, I worked her until she was near the brink of explosion. Gripping her hips, I pressed into her, hitting her clit against my pelvic bone. “I’m going to come again,” she panted – her body tightening around my dick.
“That’s it Scarlett, come with me.” My thrusts picked up speed, tossing my head back I buried myself into her as she came undone. Her core clenched my cock, milking it dry as I filled her with my seed.
“Jesus Christ.” I leaned against her, pressing her into the wall beneath me. She untangled her legs from my waist, pressing them to the floor.
“Wow.” She smiled at me, “That was definitely not you, keeping your distance.” She pulled her shorts up, fixing her bra, she grabbed her shirt from the floor.
“Scarlett,” I pulled my jeans back on, “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t you dare apologize. I think I’m the one who forced you back here. If anything, I should apologize.”
I grabbed her wrist, pulling her into my arms as I kissed her. “You didn’t have to force me. I wanted this… It’s just, I’m damaged goods. You deserve someone without all the baggage.”
She cupped my cheek, “Why don’t you let me decide who or what I want.” She broke from my arms, “Now, let’s lock up and go home.”
And just like that we headed out. I watched her as she locked up and climbed on her bike. “See you at the apartments,” She called out as she tore out of the parking lot.
What had I done? I promised not to hurt her, but what about me? I had a feeling I was going to be the one hurting. Steering my bike towards the apartment, all I could think about was burying myself inside Scarlett again.
She was like a drug, and I was addicted.
My life is a mess. My mother betrayed me, leaving me to call a stranger for help—by stranger, I mean my dad.
With no desire for a relationship, I focus on getting on my own two feet. All that mattered was becoming a nurse. But bartending at my dad’s bar to earn some much needed cash comes with a complication in the shape of a sexy former Navy Seal.
I should steer clear of him, but I can’t seem to stay away. There’s nothing simple about the sexy man who makes my heart come alive. His tortured past makes him withdrawn and afraid to trust others. He thinks his demons make him unworthy of a normal life, claiming there’s no more light left inside him.
I’ll just have to set the world on fire… and show him he makes me burn for him—even in the dark.
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