There Goes the Groom
“He threaded one hand into the hair at the nape of her neck and trailed the other one down to pull her body closer to his.“Detective – ”“It’s Cade,” he whispered against her ear. “Call me Cade.”“Cade, what are we doing?”“Kissing,” he said then cupped her breast in his hand.Hot need flared inside her at his husky voice, and she clung to his arms, tasting him just as he tasted her. His breath brushed her cheek as he left her mouth to trace kisses along her ear and jaw, then down her neckline. She curled into him, her hands finding a sensual journey over his chorded muscled back, one dropping to cup his butt.He was all hard planes and muscles, all masculine heat and fire in one big man. She wanted more.She wanted all of him.She had never felt this raging rush of passion when Paul had kissed her.The realization both frightened her and made her claw at Cade’s shirt. She wanted to see his bare chest, feel those muscles bunch as she raked her tongue over his skin.Then lower…He moaned and suc...kled at her neck, then ripped her sweatshirt over her head.She had on too many clothes and so did he.She shoved at his jacket and it hit the floor, but his gun bulged between them.So did his thick sex which was wedged between her thighs.She wanted the pleasure he could give her.MoreLess
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