"Now you're going to get in there, act like nothing happened and be the good girl you've always been, after all, it will only be your loss not mine" His breathing was rough against my my neck and it sent shivers that started from the tip of my fingers down to the curl of my toes. One mistake and he it could be the end of me and so I knew better than to make it known that I was being threatened by a criminal. How did I get here?. ***************************************************************** Charity Everton loses her job as one of the top reporters in the best Broadcast company and moves to a remote town in hopes to start all over. Her life turns upside down when she gets caught up in the Criminal antics of her hot and gorgeous nextdoor neighbor. And then the battles begin. Between fighting herself, what she believes, her job and falling in deep for the most wanted criminal in all of Riverdale. It doesn’t take long before Charity realizes that new places doesn't necessarily mean new beginnings. ****** NOTE!!! This is my first complete book as a writer and since I completed it, I have developed my writing skills and currently working on editing this to make it better so if you come across any of my new books, do not be too quick to judge?pretty please?
Lihat lebih banyak.SNIPPET.
"I should stay away from you"
He said Gruffly into my ear, his rough breath tickling my earlobe,his lips just inches away from it and all I did was let out shallow breaths at the close and hot proximity.
"Then why don't you? " My voice came out husky and breathless when I replied. I felt hot. Damn hot all over. The challenge in my reply was evident. Even I was confused .Did I want him to stay away from me?
" Because I can't . You... " He said and stopped " I can't keep my hands off you " Then a soft kiss on my collar bone and I sighed gripping him tightly by his clothes, right above his torso
"Dammit you...." He murmured against my skin and it rocks through my entire body.
" You.." A kiss " Don't... .. " Another kiss. " F.ck , you don't know how much I hate seeing other men too close for comfort with you " Another.
Heat pools in between my thighs as I took his broken words in, leaning into his touch. I didn't know which was more hot, his blatant confession of jealousy or the feel of his lips, hot and wet on my collar bone. My mouth ran dry and my legs were fast turning into jelly as I held onto him. My brain was fuzzy from the smell of his after shave. It did something to me that I couldn't even explain.
His lips moved away from my collar, up to my ear, down to my cheeks and I felt his breath on my nose. I closed my eyes tightly in anticipation and just like that, he claimed my lips roughly and I surrendered with a whimper.
My hands left his sides and crawled up to thread into his golden hair, a constant reminder of how much I wanted him. And the way he gripped me by the hips and kissed me roughly told me of how much he wanted me too.
And it was wrong. And stupid .And dangerous. I've never been so dangerously wanted in all my life and somehow, I didn't care..........
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