August Heat by Lora Leigh Read Free Book Online

would be damned if she would be treated like a child.
    “Heather?” Cade
caught her attention by simply cupping her jaw with his larger hand and turning
her head to meet his gaze again. What she saw there had her stilling in
surprise. Warmth. Kindness and caring, but the spark of lust that glowed there
for his wife wasn’t there when he gazed at her now. “You will always be my
sister. Always loved by me. Always a part of me, just as Sam is. Nothing, and I
mean nothing, means more to us than your, Sarah and Marly’s happiness. No
matter what you want. No matter your needs. If it’s ours to give, then it’s
yours.”
    The vow, made so
simply in a voice hoarse with emotion, had tears filling her eyes.
    “But Sam’s still
going to make you think twice about playing games with us again.” His wolfish
smile was followed by her gasp as Sam moved in from the side, gripped her arm
and began to pull her away from Marly. Brock was behind him. Sarah was thrown
over a broad shoulder as she gasped in surprise. When she protested, a large
calloused palm slapped her vulnerable rear lightly.
    Heather wasn’t
certain what happened to Marly. But the other woman was laughing. Not that she
thought laughter was entirely appropriate under the circumstances.
    The look on Sam’s
face was unnerving. His eyes damned near glowed with lust, with love and an
intent determination. Heather had a feeling the holidays were definitely
beginning to look up.

Chapter Six
     
    Sam dragged
Heather from the living room. She gave him just enough to appease her sense of
pride. She wasn’t going to just lie down and let him have whatever he wanted.
That might spoil him. Or her. She wasn’t certain which. One thing was for sure,
he was a man unwilling to take no for an answer.
    He pulled her
through the entryway and up the curving staircase. Each step was deliberately
paced, as though he were holding onto his control by a thread. His expression,
the few times he glanced back at her, was a study in sensuality. He wasn’t
going to go easy on her. But quite frankly, she’d had enough easy in the
past year to last for a while. She wanted her man back. Hard driving.
Demanding. Dominant. She loved the gentle Sam. But she craved the bad boy sex
he had seduced her with in the beginning.
    He pulled her into
their bedroom, slammed the door behind them, then ripped her shirt from her
back. She stared down at her bared breasts in surprise and shock. He had never
ripped her clothes from her before.
    “Do you have any
idea how hard it’s been to treat you gently? To show you how much I love you?
How much you mean to me?” His low, hoarse voice had her eyes widening in
surprise. Was he hurt? Had she hurt the one person she would rather die than to
wound?
    “Sam?” She reached
out for him, then gasped in surprise when he gripped her wrists, anchoring them
behind her back before his lips lowered to hers.
    His kiss was pure
carnal delight. His other hand gripped her jaw, forcing her mouth open for the
smooth penetration of his wicked tongue. Once inside, he became rapacious.
Starving. Bending her backwards as he pressed his jeans-covered erection into
the hot vee of her thighs, his lips, teeth and tongue forcibly seducing her
with lustful intent.
    Heather cried out,
her fingers curling into her palms as she fought to rub the hard nipples of her
breasts against the rough fabric of his cotton shirt. She moaned at the
electric thrill that shot through them, arcing between her thighs, dampening
her pussy further at the pleasure.
    He held her
securely as he backed her through the room. Each step was rife with
anticipation, building in sexual tension as she waited for the feel of the bed
behind her legs.
    Heather had only a
second to realize she was at the edge of the mattress before he pushed her
down, his hands moving quickly to the snap and zipper of her jeans. Releasing
them, he jerked the material down her legs then ripped her panties from her
hips.
    “Look at