Nic by Jordan Summers Read Free Book Online Page B

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Chapter Five
     
    Mindy was used to dealing with injured animals, not humans. So nothing could’ve prepared her for the jolt that struck the moment his dark blue eyes met hers.
    Blood smeared his cheek and dust covered his shirt. There was something wild about his gaze, something utterly untamed. It drew her in when every instinct screamed at her to escape.
    Mindy couldn’t leave him. Not like this. Not after he’d fought to protect her. She pushed away from the car and tried to touch him.
    “Don’t!” The single word was torn from his chest as he grabbed her wrist. His hard, unyielding grip bordered on painful.
    “You’re hurt.” She hesitated, then pressed on, drawn to the heat simmering in his eyes. The moment her fingers made contact with his taut face, the man groaned and pulled her into his arms.
    His lips came down upon hers before Mindy could take a breath. He kissed her with such stark hunger that her body immediately went up in flames. The wildness inside her that had been dormant for so long flared to life and pushed aside all logic.
    Mindy’s body melted into his hard chest. Just for tonight, she didn’t want to be the responsible sibling. She wanted to be someone other than “Monotonous Mindy.” She wanted to be...herself for once.
    She didn’t notice that he’d released her arm until she’d wrapped her hands around his neck and sunk her fingers into his soft hair. By then it was too late to pull back.
     
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    Alarm bells rang in Nic’s head. He immediately hit snooze and kept kissing her. He couldn’t get enough of her sweet taste. He’d been prepared to let her walk away. Planned to make her leave. Then she’d gone and done the unthinkable. She’d touched him.
    The heat from her fingertips incinerated his good intentions, sending them up in smoke. Nic pulled her into his arms and kissed her.
    For one insane moment, he worried that he was no better than the Weres who’d been trying to take advantage of her. The thought unraveled when her blunt teeth sank into his lower lip and she ran her tongue across the tender bite.
    Nic shuddered and his big body jerked, then his hands locked tighter around her. He kneaded her round bottom, then cupped her and lifted her off her feet. She fit perfectly in his hands, as if she were made for him. The thought ratcheted up his need, and Nic grew harder.
    Despite her petite size and her vintage dress, the woman managed to wrap her legs around his hips. Nic groaned into her mouth as the ridge of his maleness collided with her feminine heat. If he didn’t get inside her soon, his head would explode.
    He carried her away from her car, away from the entrance to Sticks, to his pick-up truck. They were near enough to the tree line and far enough from the bar to ensure a level of privacy they wouldn’t otherwise have. Still, Nic scanned the area with his acute senses to ensure they were alone before lowering his tailgate and setting her down upon it.
    One hand continued to massage her lush bottom, while the other reached under her dress. He willed himself to slow, let them catch their breath and allow good sense to return, but he couldn’t. It was like he was being driven by an unseen force that was determined to take, to seize.
    Nic chalked his urgency up to the moon’s influence, though he couldn’t recall this ever happening before. His exploring fingers encountered lace, then struck moisture and scalding heat.
    Just one taste. That was all he wanted. That’s all he needed. He pulled his hand out and licked the moisture off his fingers.
    Her taste burst over his tongue and he nearly dropped to his knees. Overwhelmed by the sensations, Nic growled in the back of his throat. He’d never tasted anything like her. So rich, so creamy, so addictively delicious.
    Nic needed more. He hiked her skirt up and ripped her panties off. “I’ll buy you new ones,” he rasped, as her feminine musk surrounded them.
    The heady aroma betrayed her