<!-- [if !supportLineBreakNewLine]-->
“We might not be friends, Sadie. But we are something.”
She moved her head so that Simon let go of her chin. “You used to tell me that I was your everything. Your port in a storm. Your sanctuary when you came back from a mission. Did you ever wonder what you were to me? You were the man who always disappeared. The man who was there, but only until your phone rang. I loved you, but you were a ghost to me. Is that the ‘something’ you mean?”
“Sadie.” He looked devastated, and she cursed herself for saying those things. As true as they were, she hadn’t wanted to explore their relationship right then. Nor ever if truth be told.
“But that’s all just history, isn’t it?” she said, trying to sound flip.
He leaned in. She knew he meant to kiss her, and she wanted to move, wanted to slap his face and run. That’s what she should have done.
Instead she allowed her mouth to open slightly as her eyes fluttered closed. Just one kiss. A safe, goodbye kiss…and then all rational thought escaped her.
His tongue touched hers and her senses and nerve endings came alive. He felt like home. A dark, impenetrable, warm and sexy home. Her heartbeat raced and butterflies heralded the coming of spring in her stomach. He still wanted her. She still wanted him. She didn’t care about anything else.
She held his face as she stood and climbed astride his thighs, still kissing him. His hands went to her breasts, running the backs of his hands over the swell above her neckline. And then he found the zipper of the dress, and pulled it down to her waist.
He yanked her toward him and put his mouth around her nipples, through her bra. As he sucked and bit she arched her back, aching for him to make her feel more. And more.
She grabbed his short hair and rammed her mouth against his. She wanted to hurt him, to be hurt by him, to bruise her mouth, so she’d be sure him being here wasn’t some crazy illusion. But mostly so he’d regret lying to her and leaving her.
His dick strained against his cargo pants, and she ground herself against it, moving her hips so that she could feel the whole length of him.
“Stop,” he whispered, out of breath. “Not like this. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Now you decide you don’t want to hurt me?” she whispered back.
His hand splayed against her throat, dragging his fingers slowly from her chin to her bra. His mouth followed, slow and firm. She wanted to protest, but his tongue snaked a hot trail over her pulse points making her heart race. She’d protest in a minute.
“You’ve changed so much,” he murmured against her throat.
She was about to respond when he found his way under her skirt to her panties. He slipped under them as if he was trained in stealth. Which, come to think of it, he was.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
This is book # 5 in the Alpha Ops series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. It is my recommendation for full understanding and comprehension for the reader, this series should be read in the order intended. It does not disappoint.
Simon and Sadie have a complicated past. Now it appears they will have a complicated future as well. Sadie cannot tell him about her training and op. He cannot talk about his either.
Sadie was hurt by his actions in the past. Can she forgive what he does now? She cannot seem to stay away from the magnetic pull that draws her to him. The attraction still pulls at them both. The sparks are flying!
Simon is trying to figure her out, while also saving his mark from being taken. If only they had gotten it right in the past. Then maybe the future would look brighter. I think if I had more thumbs I would give it 5 thumbs up!
View all my reviews