Up In Smoke
Crossing the Line, Book 2
by Tessa Bailey
Meet Ex-
Navy Seal Connor in this unconventional romance!
Blurb:
Never start a fire you
can't control...
Connor Bannon is supposed to be dead.
Dishonorably discharged from the Navy SEALs, he's spent the last two years
working as a street enforcer in Brooklyn for his cousin's crime ring. Through a
twist of fate, he's now in Chicago, working undercover to bust criminals. But
when a cute little arsonist joins the team-all combat boots, tiny jean shorts,
and hot-pink hair-Connor's notorious iron control slips.
Erin "she's getting away" O'Dea knows two
things. She hates authority. And... Nope, that's it. When she's forced to
operate on the "right" side of the law, her fear of being confined
and controlled blazes to the surface. The last thing she expects is a control
freak like Connor to soothe her when she needs it most. Worse, something behind
the sexy ex-soldier's eyes ignites a dangerous inferno of desire. One that
invites Erin to play with fire. And one that could get them both killed...
Excerpt:
She stood behind him now with her lips parted and cheeks
flushed, watching him stroke himself off like a hormonal teenager. It shouldn’t
have made him hotter, not when he
didn’t fully understand the problems she obviously had knocking around inside
her beautiful head. He should stop now and make her explain, tell her she
couldn’t touch him anymore until he knew what she was going through. But there
wasn’t any turning back. Not right now, not with his cock heavy in his hand,
ready to erupt.
In the mirror, he could see her fingers smoothing against
each other, as if she were imagining what it would feel like to replace his
hand with her own.
Jesus. He liked having her watch. If her expression had been any
different, it might have been another story. The look of wonder, the renewal of
arousal that transformed her as she came slowly closer, had him clenching his
teeth to prolong the moment. Fuck,
though, it hurt. The front of her
panties were wet from riding him until she came. Her flat stomach peeked out
under the edge of her shirt, reminding him once again how crazy he was to yank
it up and see what she hid underneath. At the same time, she looked like an
innocent who’d stumbled upon something very, very bad happening and God, it made him want to corrupt her
even more. Sick. I’m sick. His balls
drew up tight…the tingling began at the base of his spine…
“You should leave,” Connor grated, squeezing his eyes
closed. Christ, any minute now…he couldn’t wait any longer. Looking at her,
knowing he couldn’t touch her, was
killing him. At the same time, his mind was projecting images in a
desperate attempt to send him over the edge and find relief. Erin straddling
his face, hands cuffed behind her back. Erin’s eyes going blind, ankles around
her ears, as drove into her like a madman. “Go,
Erin.”
He didn’t hear her move. One second she was standing at
the door, the next she was standing on the rim of his bathtub, just beside his
left shoulder. Closer. Her tits were eye level and it took every ounce of
self-control inside him not to suck them into his mouth, right through her
T-shirt. A tiny moan dropped from her lips as she leaned close, watching his
hand work his stiff cock. She placed her open lips on his neck and dragged them
higher, where she licked at his ear.
“What are you doing?” he demanded. Do it again.
“What feels right,” she whispered, stroking his fingers
over his chest. “Tell me what you’re thinking about. Is it me?”
“Of course,” he
shouted. “You don’t want to know any more than that.”
“Yes, I do.” She lightly scraped her fingernails down his
back, and he growled. “I want to know what I’m missing out on. Tell me.”
About the Author:
Thank you
for your interest in my books! I'm Tessa and I live in the crazy, loud,
overcrowded borough of Brooklyn, New York. I love it here. This city is a
constant source of inspiration, which is why I've decided to set my most recent
books in the Line of Duty Series here.
I moved to
New York when I was eighteen, the day after I graduated high school. Threw my
suitcase in the back of a Chevrolet Cavalier and drove across the country to
find my adventure. I'm still finding it, little by little.Thank you for being
a part of it.
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