Witness
to Passion
Guarding Her Body # 1
Guarding Her Body # 1
By: Naima Simone
Releasing June 16, 2015
Entangled: Ignite
Blurb
Under his protection and
in his bed…
For
Fallon Wayland, birthdays are just another reminder of her looming
spinsterhood. This year is shaping up to be no different. Unfairly fired from
her job, dumped by her boyfriend, and oh yes, witnessing the murder of a
high-ranking lieutenant in the local crime family… Yeah, birthdays suck.
Ever
since a disastrous, hot-as-hell kiss years ago, soldier-turned-security
specialist Shane Roarke has avoided his baby sister’s reckless—and
gorgeous—best friend. Yet when her life is threatened after she witnesses a
gang hit, he insists on protecting her…even if she objects.
The
two are forced to hole up in a safe house. Alone. Passion long denied erupts
between them, burning away their inhibitions. But even as layers—and
clothes—are peeled away, danger closes in. Shane and Fallon might finally have
a chance at love…if they survive long enough to see it.
“Truth or dare.”
“Truth,” Fallon bit out.
“Truth,” Shane repeated, his hooded
scrutiny piercing, glittering. “Last night you asked what if all you wanted
from me was to f*ck? No strings, just sex. Was that true? Do you just want to
be…taken?”
She should lie. Self-preservation—the
same defense mechanism that had been off the clock when she’d kissed him all
those years ago—shouted to deflect, pass the outburst off as an impetuous
taunt. To save herself from further humiliation. But the same need and
dangerous lick of anticipation curled in her chest, her belly, compelling her to
leap.
And damn the fall.
“I know why you believe getting involved
with me would be the height of lunacy. Addy, I’m her best friend. It could get
messy. Not to mention that you think I’m reckless, irresponsible. I’m aware of
what you want for your life. The family, wife, the American dream. I even
understand why. But what you don’t understand is that’s not my dream. You want
to know what is my dream?” she whispered. “To be that woman under you. To be
spread wide and covered. To be held down, touched, filled until I can’t take
anymore. And then have you prove me wrong.” She curled her fingers into the
couch beside her thighs, her heart thumping behind her sternum like a rabbit
late for tea. “I don’t want forever. I never did… I just want right now.”
Except for the small tic jumping along
his tightly clenched jaw, he didn’t move. Not one muscle. But those eyes… How
could she have ever thought of them as cold, aloof? Molten. And with a searing
intensity that spoke of the previous night when she’d crawled on the bed and
took him into her mouth.
“Truth or dare,” she whispered. If
possible, the inner fire in his gaze blazed brighter.
“Truth,” he uttered, that silk and
gravel voice eliciting a shiver over her skin.
“If you could kiss me anywhere on my
body right now, where would it be?”
He didn’t reply, and for a devastating
moment, her heart seized. She’d pushed too far, too fast. Stupid…again.
“Forget—” She held a hand up as if she
could stop the eminent rejection.
One moment he imitated a statue on the
couch, and in the next he loomed over her, forcing her to lean back. His palms
pressed the cushions on either side of her shoulders, caging her between the
sofa and big body. She regarded him, stunned into silence. His wide frame
blocked out the room, so all that existed for her was him. His burning gaze, the
carnal curves of his lips, the lust stamped on his hard, gorgeous features. The
broad expanse of his shoulders and chest, the corded strength of his thighs as
he herded closer.
“Your mouth,” he purred like a powerful,
rumbling predator, slipping free of his holster and setting it on the cushion.
“You sucked me to heaven last night. Seeing your lips wrapped around my
cock”—his eyes briefly closed before opening and snagging her again—“prettiest
sight I’ve ever seen. I had to fight not to come the second you took me in.” He
brushed a thumb over her bottom lip. Pressed it so her teeth lightly abraded
the tender skin on the inside. “But you’ve had me in your mouth, and I haven’t
even kissed you. That’s a tragedy. A crime. You deserve more honor than that.”
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Naima's love of
romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey and Linda Howard many years ago.
Though her first attempt at writing a romance novel at 11 never saw the light
of day, her love of romance and writing has endured. Now, she spends her time
creating stories of unique men and women who experience the dizzying heights of
passion and the tender heat of love. She is the wife to Superman - or his
non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent - and mother to the most awesome
kids ever. They all live in perfect, domestically-challenged bliss in the
southern United States.
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