Heath is surprised when information on a hit leads him to Cadie. He hasn’t seen her in two years, and during that time, she’s been the star of his most erotic fantasies. Persuading her that he and his brother Wyatt are the men who will protect her is nearly impossible. His only recourse is to take her as his hostage, and when he does Heath realizes that a threesome affair is inevitable as well as losing is heart to her.
Lust was what she felt, the first time Cadie laid eyes on Heath. Now he’s back in her life with intentions of protecting her. But Cadie has never acted like a helpless female. Heath has other plans though, and takes her as his hostage. Surrounded by Heath and Wyatt, it’s impossible not to act out on the desire she feels for both, and it doesn’t surprise her one bit when she begins to fall in love.
With a will made out of steel, Wyatt holds back the raw, carnal feelings he has for Cadie. The last thing he wants to do is cause a riff with his brother. But Cadie is a temptation he can’t control. He’s falling in love with her, and he’s surprised when Heath notices. But he’s even more stunned, when Heath’s willing to share her forever.
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She stopped, her stomach tightening, the flutter of nerves beginning low in the pit of her stomach as she sensed him. It amazed her that she instantly knew Heath was behind her, even before he spoke.
"How do you feel?"
She turned at the sound of his voice. Heath had also showered, his hair still glistening wet and the scent of soap filling the air. He was barefoot, his jeans riding low, and wearing a black tank that clearly showed the muscles in his arms. Her clit began to throb, and her nipples tightened at the mere sight of him. And she craved more. She wanted him to take her against the wall as he had done earlier in her home.
She swallowed. "A tad better."
He reached behind him and brought some papers around. "Here."
She took them. "What are they?"
"A record of my physical. It states that I'm clean."
Her gaze dropped to the medical information. And there it was, written in black lettering. But she hadn't been worried about that. She trusted him. Still, it touched her that he was concerned about her. "Thank you for showing them to me." She gave him back the papers.
He rolled them up and put them inside his pocket without removing his gaze from her. "Are you hungry?"
Just like that, a light switch inside flicked on, and all she could think about was having his cock inside her again. "Very." And she was, but not for food. For him.
He closed the distance between them and backed her up against the wall in the hallway. "You have a thing about walls?" She sure as hell hoped he did, 'cause she didn't mind it one bit.
He stopped just as her back touched the flat surface. "I have a thing about fucking you against walls."
Oh that was hot, and so the answer she wanted to hear. But it wouldn't be fair to take him up on his offer, especially since she owed him one for handcuffing her in the first place. She didn't want him thinking she would become a melted puddle of arousal as soon as he came near her, though every time he did, all she could think about was fucking him.
Cadie wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her body against his, and slipped her tongue between his lips. He tasted dark, spicy, and it aroused her to such a heated level that she slipped her hands his pants, touched the head of his cock, and rubbed his precum across the crest of his shaft. He groaned, and she sucked on his tongue as she touched him a moment longer. All she wanted to do was fall to her knees, take him into her mouth, and suck him until he came.
But she dug deep for her strength and removed her hand from the inside his jeans. She surprised even herself. Who the hell knew she was this strong? "Payback's a bitch. And here's a tip for you: next time you want to handcuff me, make sure it's solely in the bedroom."
He brought his arms up, trapping her against the wall as a dangerous glint suddenly entered his gaze. Instinct told her to run, and she tightened her muscles, prepared to do so, until she heard Wyatt's voice.
"Am I interrupting something?"
She bent and stepped to the side, freeing herself from the cage Heath created. She turned to Wyatt, but not before catching the steamy look Heath threw at her. "No, you're not."
"I've made dinner," Wyatt said.
She heard the wariness in his voice. "Good, I'm starved."
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