SEIZED Part 2: Steamy Romantic Suspense (Seize Me Romance Fiction Series) by JC Coulton Read Free Book Online

the quiet kitchen.
    “There’s no coffee either.” Her tone is grumpy, but less intense. She’s probably on the verge of forgiving me.
    “Look, I’ve gotten my ass kicked by the press before. Well actually, I fucked myself over, if I’m really honest. They got hold of a story about me losing my temper with a suspect, and the Department couldn’t quash it. It was a PR nightmare. They had a hard time doing damage control because of who it was. So I ended up with a suspension. It was a mess.”
    She looks at me quietly and says, “Press or not, we went to school together. You should know that I have nothing to do with April’s kidnapping. You made me feel like a criminal, Blake.”
    Now I’ve caused her pain. It’s all over her face. I hate seeing her like this. I’m a fool. I could have been more diplomatic. I just caught her on the phone and felt like she was taking advantage of me. She is close to tears; I need to do something to make it better.
    “Carrie, come here.” I pull her into my arms and she rests just below my shoulder. I want her closer. I want to protect her. I take a chance—I pick her up and sit her on the edge of the kitchen counter for more contact. We stay like that and I can’t get enough of feeling her breath on my neck.
    “Let me make it up to you. Let me take you out for a nice coffee. I’ll tell you what I’ve learned about the case today.”
    She’s still looking at me with suspicion, so I use my body language to persuade her. The one thing I do know is that although Carrie may not trust me, she wants me, almost as much as I want her.
    “Hmmm.”
    The moan escapes from her throat and I’m instantly hard. Her legs are already parted to allow me to hug her, so I lean on the counter and pull her body even closer.
    “Look I’m going to find April, I promise you that.”
    I feel her chest soften against me, and I forget everything I told myself about resisting her. Instead, I cup her chin and go in for a kiss. She welcomes it and I take ownership of her mouth—my tongue is exploring and licking and claiming her for myself. She moans and wraps her legs around my hips. On instinct, I grasp her thighs and spread her legs wider so I can get closer. I have no control over myself when I’m with this woman. None.
    I pull away from the kiss and wrap her hands around my neck. She begins to lick my earlobes and it’s game over. I pick her up and carry her upstairs, with her legs tight around my waist. I don’t even make it to my room. I get to the top of the stairs—she’s moaning and grinding on my cock, so I lower her onto my couch.
    “You’re so beautiful, Carrie,” I say without thinking.
    She stands up and pulls the pants she’s wearing down her legs and completely off, and reaches to take mine off too. The sweater she’s wearing comes off too, and I zoom in on her panties. I unbutton my shirt. I can’t stop looking at her gorgeous body. She’s teasing me. She flops back on the couch and slides her hand into her panties. She’s touching herself—moaning and bucking as she waits for me to take all my clothes off, and never breaks from our eye contact. The woman has my cock hard as a rock and I haven’t even touched her.
    I kneel in front of the sofa and surprise myself when I rip off her panties. She lets out a squeal like I took the bait, and pulls me down to lay on top of her. She’s so tiny I think I’d squash her in the sofa. So I pull her to stand up.
    “I want to please you Carrie. I want you sit on top of me and ride me until you come.”
    I sit and reach my hand out to help her straddle me on the couch. My cock is so hard it already wants to burst, but I hold it together to let her take a ride to remember. She lowers onto my shaft, and as my cock touches her opening, she’s so wet and ready. My hands grab her ass and squeeze them as I pull her down to take me deep inside.
    “Oh, God,” she moans out as she sucks my ear.
    She is so ready for me I’m taken