Color My Heart: A Red Hot Summer story. (8 page)

His fingers stroked over her thighs. “Just look?”

Little electric pulses zinged through her, heightening her need for him. “God, I hope not.”

“Good.” His hands moved over her skirt. “Wow, that is a blink of a skirt, isn’t it? No wonder those guys were screaming at the foot of the stage.”

“You had your share of screaming fans,” she felt compelled to remind him. “I think a few of them lost their panties.”

His fingers dipped between her thighs. “So did you.”

Alina’s heart triple-beat as his thumb brushed over her pussy. Desire ramped up another notch as she whispered his name. The whisper became a gasp of protest as he

continued “looking” at her, rising from the chair as his palms skimmed up the front of her Chinese brocade corset.

“May I?” he asked, his fingers hovering over the hooks running down the front.

“Please.”

He took his time unhooking the busk, working his way from top to bottom. She took a deep breath as he eased the corset away from her breasts, then lost it again as he lowered his head to brush his lips across her belly button.

She thrust her fingers into the lush thickness of his hair, closing her eyes as his lips roamed up her belly to her breastbone, leaving fire in his wake. So focused was she on his lips that she gasped with surprise when he cupped her breasts.

“Joshua.” Her head lolled back as the string-roughened pads of his fingers stroked over her already hard nipples, tightening them further. His mouth warmed her skin as his lips traced her throat, her chin, her cheek.

Finally, oh God, finally his right hand slid down her belly to stroke her clit. “Kiss me, Alina,” he demanded. “Kiss me like you did onstage.”

She curved an arm around his neck and plastered her mouth to his, kissing him with everything she had. She’d been on a slow burn and he’d just thrown kerosene on the fire.

“Have you ‘seen’ everything you wanted to see?” she asked against his lips.

“God yes.” He pulled away from her long enough to fumble free his belt and unzip his trousers.

“Good.” She made quick work of the buttons on his shirt then pushed his trousers and boxers down his hips, freeing his cock to her gaze.

“Happy birthday to me.” She stroked the hot, hard length of him. God, he was the perfect size for fucking, and not overly thick. What would it feel like to have him filling her ass? The thought made her breathless.

He can run, but he can’t hide

Reckless

© 2008 Maya Banks

A
Red Hot Summer
story.

Sheriff J.T. Summers promised to keep an eye on his best friend’s little sister. What could possibly go wrong? A lot. “Little” Nikki Durant isn’t so little anymore. She’s sex on a stick, and she’s pointed right at him.

Nikki has always loved J.T., and she’s through waiting for him to come around. The soaring summer temperature is nothing compared to the heat generated when she sets fire to his senses. With a take-no-prisoners attitude, she’s out to get her man. But no matter how many ways she offers it, J.T.’s not buying.

What’s it going to take to get him to realize her love for him isn’t a passing fling?

Get herself arrested? Hmm…

Warning: This title contains one very frustrated hunky sheriff, one very determined
heroine, sex by the pool, sex in the office, and yes, they do make it to the bed. Eventually
.

Enjoy the following excerpt for
Reckless: J.T. pulled to a stop in front of the ranch and wiped the sweat from his brow. He couldn’t wait to jump in the pool. There weren’t too many safe places left in Barley for him to hide, but he was safe here.

He climbed out and strode to the house in his swim trunks, flip-flops and T-shirt. He knocked then rang the bell, but when no one answered, he opened the door and let himself in. Jasmine had said they might not be here. Which was fine with him. He could use the alone time to work off some serious sexual frustration.

He made his way through the living room and to the glass patio doors. Beyond, the pool shimmered a sparkling blue, and he nearly groaned as he imagined how nice it was going to feel to immerse himself in its coolness.

He shut the door behind him, kicked off his flip-flops and made a beeline for the deep end. But when he got there, his gaze drifted to the lawn chair situated just a foot from the diving board. And to the beautiful,
naked
woman stretched out, sunbathing.

Fuck me. Fuck him. Fuck a duck.

Nikki was laid out, butt-ass naked, her gorgeous tanned skin glistening in the sun.

There wasn’t an inch of pale skin anywhere on her, which told him she was no stranger to tanning in the nude.

Her slender legs were slightly bent at the knees and parted, just enough to give him a prime glance at her pussy. He groaned. Dear God, this was so unfair.

His gaze drifted higher to her trim waist and the diamond teardrop ring at her belly button. It glittered in the sun and lay in the hollow of her taut belly. Then he settled on her pert breasts. Perfect. Just fucking perfect. Not too large but not small by any means.

Just big enough that they stood erect. Not a bit of sag. If he didn’t know better, he’d say they were fake, but he’d been up close and personal, and they were way too soft, too fleshy to be silicone.

Her nipples were dark, maybe from tanning, but they were mouthwateringly erect.

Brown, darker than her skin. Puckered and pointed. He closed his eyes and tried to stop the inevitable meltdown.

“I expected you a half hour ago,” she said lazily.

His eyes flew open to see her watching him with hazy contentment.

Jasmine. Hell. He’d been royally set up and screwed. So much for friendship. Damn women stuck together like thieves.

“I’ll just be going,” he muttered. How the hell was he supposed to go for a swim with a woody the size of a tree trunk and her lying in the sun gloriously naked?

“Coward,” she said bluntly.

He blinked. “Excuse me?”

She sat up, and he couldn’t help but watch the way her breasts swayed with her motion. Or the way he’d caught the most spectacular glimpse of her pussy when she’d spread her legs to put her feet down on either side of the lounger.

She pushed herself up and walked to where he stood. His tongue flipped and tied itself into about thirty knots. He was so going to hell for this.

“You. Are. A. Coward,” she said as she jabbed a finger into his chest.

Before he could react, push her away or whimper like a girl, she slipped her hands down to his crotch and cupped him through the fabric of his swim trunks. Busted. He was so completely busted. There was no hiding that kind of erection from her.

She glanced up at him, her eyes glinting in satisfaction. Then she worked her hands underneath the legs of his shorts, and he sucked in his breath as she found his balls.

“Close your eyes, J.T.,” she said in her sweet, husky voice. “Work with me for a second.”

Despite his vow to resist her at every turn, he found himself closing his eyes as her fingers kneaded his sac. Jesus that felt good.

“Now imagine this. It’s hot. You head to the pool for a swim. Only when you get there, you see a woman sunbathing in the buff. She’s attractive. You wouldn’t mind getting some of her ass.”

J.T. frowned. He didn’t like where she was going with this, even if she was dead-on.

“The woman opens her eyes, and she sees this really gorgeous man staring at her.

The man can see she wants him too. She gets up, and he watches her breasts. Imagines what they’d taste like. She’s imagining his mouth around her nipples, and she wants him.

God, she wants him.”

J.T. clenched his fists at his sides as her fingers brushed lightly over his dick.

Her voice lowered to a whisper. “She walks over, wanting to touch him, needing him to touch
her
. She runs her hands up his trunks and feels his balls, so big and tight. And then his cock. Like an iron bar. So hard. So rigid. And she begins to fantasize about taking him inside her.”

His chest swelled until he feared exploding. He’d never been so thoroughly seduced by a woman’s voice before.

“Do you know what she does next?”

“No,” he croaked. But he wished. Man, he wished.

She pulled at his trunks, sliding them down his legs until his dick sprang free of the waistband. She knelt on the hard concrete and cupped him in her hands. Her mouth was close, so damn close he could feel her breath over the crown of his dick.

“She takes him in her mouth,” she said just before her lips closed around him.

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Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four