A sexy STANDALONE romance in the Lawless Kings series by the one and only Sherilee Gray!!!
SNEAK PEEK
Lifting my hands to his chest, I let out the breath I’d been holding. “I want a distraction.”
A muscle in his jaw jumped. “Woman, you’ve been a damned distraction since I laid eyes on you.”
My knees went a little weak at his admission. I wasn’t that girl, I’d never been that girl. What the hell was he doing to me? I ignored it and pushed on, pushed him. “What are you going to do about it?” I said, needing his mouth on me, needing an escape from those goddamn gentle, but now also hot, brown eyes.
His nostrils flared. “You’re shaking, freaked the hell out, you’re not…”
“Not thinking clearly?”
That muscle in his jaw jumped again.
The heat of his chest was warming my cool hands, the firm muscles twitched every so often. “You don’t know me. If you did, you’d know it takes a hell of a lot more than a broken window to freak me out.”
His expression darkened. “That’s supposed to make me feel better?”
“You said you’d give me whatever I wanted.” Now, I just sounded desperate.
He didn’t move, just stared at me, those eyes searching mine. They went soft again.
God, he felt sorry for me. My face heated and I tried to step back. “Forget it. Forget I said anything…”
“No.” His hands came up, fingers curling around my wrists, holding me against him. “Don’t do that, don’t shut down on me. Tell me, tell me what you want, Willa?”
“Not a damn thing.”
“Bullshit.” His gaze dropped to my mouth then slid back up. “You said you wanted a distraction. Tell me what it’ll take.”
He didn’t think I’d say it, that I’d chicken out, that I didn’t know my own mind. That his show of concern for my current mental state would have given me the out he thought I needed. Nothing could be farther from the truth.
“I want to kiss you,” I said, calling his bluff.
His eyes turned dark and stormy, the soft vanishing in an instant, replaced by the kind of heat that promised hours of sweaty, down and dirty fucking. My lower belly warmed, swirled.
“Then do it,” he said, surprising the hell out of me.
My hands were still on his chest and I pushed. I thought he’d hold his ground, refuse to be handled by a woman. He surprised me again, and stepped back without resistance, eyes locked on mine as I kept coming, until his back met the wall. He was insanely tall, the top of my head hitting somewhere in the middle of his chest, and since I was the one who was going to be doing the kissing, there was only one thing for it.
I scaled his massive body like a climbing wall, wrapping my legs around his hips and my arm around his wide shoulders. I thrusted my fingers into his hair, and brought my mouth down on his.
A muscle in his jaw jumped. “Woman, you’ve been a damned distraction since I laid eyes on you.”
My knees went a little weak at his admission. I wasn’t that girl, I’d never been that girl. What the hell was he doing to me? I ignored it and pushed on, pushed him. “What are you going to do about it?” I said, needing his mouth on me, needing an escape from those goddamn gentle, but now also hot, brown eyes.
His nostrils flared. “You’re shaking, freaked the hell out, you’re not…”
“Not thinking clearly?”
That muscle in his jaw jumped again.
The heat of his chest was warming my cool hands, the firm muscles twitched every so often. “You don’t know me. If you did, you’d know it takes a hell of a lot more than a broken window to freak me out.”
His expression darkened. “That’s supposed to make me feel better?”
“You said you’d give me whatever I wanted.” Now, I just sounded desperate.
He didn’t move, just stared at me, those eyes searching mine. They went soft again.
God, he felt sorry for me. My face heated and I tried to step back. “Forget it. Forget I said anything…”
“No.” His hands came up, fingers curling around my wrists, holding me against him. “Don’t do that, don’t shut down on me. Tell me, tell me what you want, Willa?”
“Not a damn thing.”
“Bullshit.” His gaze dropped to my mouth then slid back up. “You said you wanted a distraction. Tell me what it’ll take.”
He didn’t think I’d say it, that I’d chicken out, that I didn’t know my own mind. That his show of concern for my current mental state would have given me the out he thought I needed. Nothing could be farther from the truth.
“I want to kiss you,” I said, calling his bluff.
His eyes turned dark and stormy, the soft vanishing in an instant, replaced by the kind of heat that promised hours of sweaty, down and dirty fucking. My lower belly warmed, swirled.
“Then do it,” he said, surprising the hell out of me.
My hands were still on his chest and I pushed. I thought he’d hold his ground, refuse to be handled by a woman. He surprised me again, and stepped back without resistance, eyes locked on mine as I kept coming, until his back met the wall. He was insanely tall, the top of my head hitting somewhere in the middle of his chest, and since I was the one who was going to be doing the kissing, there was only one thing for it.
I scaled his massive body like a climbing wall, wrapping my legs around his hips and my arm around his wide shoulders. I thrusted my fingers into his hair, and brought my mouth down on his.
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MORE ABOUT RUTHLESS PROTECTOR
The first time I saw my landlord Jude Wayland, with his gentle brown eyes and a body built to do damage, I knew he was trouble. Sure, he has the nice guy routine mastered, but I’m not buying it. In my experience, no one does a good deed for free.
Now that he’s seen me at my lowest, the sexy P.I with a white knight complex wants to uncover my secrets. He also has me craving more of his sizzling kisses. But I can’t give in to my feelings for him. I promised my sister that I’d raise her daughter without a man, and I won’t let her down again.
Yet as my past catches up with me, bringing danger to our door, I’ll have to make a choice—let Jude in and betray my sister, or run, leaving behind the only man I’ve ever loved.
Ruthless Protector is the fourth book in the Lawless Kings series, but each of these sexy, gritty contemporary romances can be enjoyed as a standalone.
The first time I saw my landlord Jude Wayland, with his gentle brown eyes and a body built to do damage, I knew he was trouble. Sure, he has the nice guy routine mastered, but I’m not buying it. In my experience, no one does a good deed for free.
Now that he’s seen me at my lowest, the sexy P.I with a white knight complex wants to uncover my secrets. He also has me craving more of his sizzling kisses. But I can’t give in to my feelings for him. I promised my sister that I’d raise her daughter without a man, and I won’t let her down again.
Yet as my past catches up with me, bringing danger to our door, I’ll have to make a choice—let Jude in and betray my sister, or run, leaving behind the only man I’ve ever loved.
Ruthless Protector is the fourth book in the Lawless Kings series, but each of these sexy, gritty contemporary romances can be enjoyed as a standalone.
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Sherilee Gray is a kiwi girl and lives in beautiful New Zealand with her husband and their two children. When she isn't writing sexy, edgy contemporary romance, searching for her next alpha hero on Pinterest, or fueling her voracious book addiction, she can be found dreaming of far off places with a mug of tea in one hand and a bar of Cadburys Rocky Road chocolate in the other.
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