The Last Detail by Melissa Schroeder Read Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Melissa Schroeder
eyes, trying to keep her breath from backing up in her lungs. The heat in his eyes was so intense she swore she could feel it.
“Dawson, don’t use that crap on me. I’m not like one of those bimbos at the bar.”
She needed to get out of here, away from him, free of the crazy need he created in her. She shut off the water and moved to step past him, but he blocked her by placing his hand on the wall. She could have pushed through, but she didn’t really want to get in a scuffle. Hell, she was afraid to touch him. She might not be able to stop.
She raised her gaze to his. The heat was still there in his eyes. “Move.”
“No.”
“What was that?”
“No. Not unless you answer one more question.”
The inferno that was raging in her blood flared hotter. The need to escape before she embarrassed herself was clawing at her throat. She was wet and naked, not to mention her body was yearning to be caressed by those big, capable hands.
“Okay.”
“What do I need for a second chance?”
“A second chance?”
“Listen, it’s as stupid as it gets, but I have a burning need to have you, to touch you, to taste you. I don’t know what the hell is going to happen, but there is one thing I do know. I want you more than I care about what happens to my life at the moment.”
She knew it was a line, one that he probably used on other women all the time. But in this moment, for the first time in a decade, she wanted a man to touch her, and not just any man. She wanted this man.
Lou knew she should say no, but instead she said, “Yes. Take me to bed.”
Chapter Five
For a moment, Sam couldn’t seem to think. All he could do was stare at the woman before him, trying to figure out if she had actually agreed to let him touch her. In the next instant, he groaned and pulled her against him and gave in to the need that had been simmering since the moment he had seen her walk into the hell hole.
He took her mouth in an insane kiss. He wanted her to know how much he wanted her, needed her. He delved into her mouth, tasting her and groaned when her tongue slid against his. Damn, the woman was hotter than any other woman he had ever had, ever even met. The connection he felt for her scared him a little, but not enough to ignore it. He always listened to his gut, and something was urging him on.
He pulled her from the stall and continued to kiss her as he lifted her into his arms. His cock was throbbing, eager, needy. He couldn’t wait to slide into her, feel that clasp of her muscles on him. He shuddered as he walked down the hall, blindly looking for a room.
She pulled away. “Down the hall and to the right.”
It was as if she knew what he was thinking before he was. It was uncanny how well they already seemed to know each other. He didn’t question it, just followed her directions and walked into the room. Without looking at the surroundings, he made it to the bed and practically threw her down on it. She laughed when she hit it, a sound so young and feminine it had him stopping for a moment. It was completely against the image she projected, the one everyone bought into.
Her hair was dripping wet and it reached down almost to her waist. She sat there in the middle of the bed, her body glistening from her shower and waited for him. For him. He couldn’t stop the strange sense of inevitability that stole over him. He brushed it aside and pulled off his clothes in record time. He joined her on the bed and immediately covered her body with his own. Damn her skin was soft. He kissed his way down to her breasts and sighed as he took a hardened nipple into his mouth.
Then he moved his way down to her pussy.
“Sam?” Her voice was uncertain, but he didn’t think a lot of it. Instead, he settled between her legs and pulled her closer to his mouth. She was wet and hot, the scent of her arousal filling his senses. As he slipped his tongue between her pussy lips, she tensed. It was odd that she seemed so innocent in
“Dawson, don’t use that crap on me. I’m not like one of those bimbos at the bar.”
She needed to get out of here, away from him, free of the crazy need he created in her. She shut off the water and moved to step past him, but he blocked her by placing his hand on the wall. She could have pushed through, but she didn’t really want to get in a scuffle. Hell, she was afraid to touch him. She might not be able to stop.
She raised her gaze to his. The heat was still there in his eyes. “Move.”
“No.”
“What was that?”
“No. Not unless you answer one more question.”
The inferno that was raging in her blood flared hotter. The need to escape before she embarrassed herself was clawing at her throat. She was wet and naked, not to mention her body was yearning to be caressed by those big, capable hands.
“Okay.”
“What do I need for a second chance?”
“A second chance?”
“Listen, it’s as stupid as it gets, but I have a burning need to have you, to touch you, to taste you. I don’t know what the hell is going to happen, but there is one thing I do know. I want you more than I care about what happens to my life at the moment.”
She knew it was a line, one that he probably used on other women all the time. But in this moment, for the first time in a decade, she wanted a man to touch her, and not just any man. She wanted this man.
Lou knew she should say no, but instead she said, “Yes. Take me to bed.”
Chapter Five
For a moment, Sam couldn’t seem to think. All he could do was stare at the woman before him, trying to figure out if she had actually agreed to let him touch her. In the next instant, he groaned and pulled her against him and gave in to the need that had been simmering since the moment he had seen her walk into the hell hole.
He took her mouth in an insane kiss. He wanted her to know how much he wanted her, needed her. He delved into her mouth, tasting her and groaned when her tongue slid against his. Damn, the woman was hotter than any other woman he had ever had, ever even met. The connection he felt for her scared him a little, but not enough to ignore it. He always listened to his gut, and something was urging him on.
He pulled her from the stall and continued to kiss her as he lifted her into his arms. His cock was throbbing, eager, needy. He couldn’t wait to slide into her, feel that clasp of her muscles on him. He shuddered as he walked down the hall, blindly looking for a room.
She pulled away. “Down the hall and to the right.”
It was as if she knew what he was thinking before he was. It was uncanny how well they already seemed to know each other. He didn’t question it, just followed her directions and walked into the room. Without looking at the surroundings, he made it to the bed and practically threw her down on it. She laughed when she hit it, a sound so young and feminine it had him stopping for a moment. It was completely against the image she projected, the one everyone bought into.
Her hair was dripping wet and it reached down almost to her waist. She sat there in the middle of the bed, her body glistening from her shower and waited for him. For him. He couldn’t stop the strange sense of inevitability that stole over him. He brushed it aside and pulled off his clothes in record time. He joined her on the bed and immediately covered her body with his own. Damn her skin was soft. He kissed his way down to her breasts and sighed as he took a hardened nipple into his mouth.
Then he moved his way down to her pussy.
“Sam?” Her voice was uncertain, but he didn’t think a lot of it. Instead, he settled between her legs and pulled her closer to his mouth. She was wet and hot, the scent of her arousal filling his senses. As he slipped his tongue between her pussy lips, she tensed. It was odd that she seemed so innocent in