Ana (Captured Hearts Book 2)
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I put my hand in his. His touch sends tingles up my arm and through my body. This man is dangerous, and I’m drawn to him like a moth to a flame. “Rae Stanton.”
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Sofia Landon
I moved to San Francisco to start a new job, and I meet the sexy architect I’ll be working for, Julian Scott. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen and the coldest – and he has a secret. Hiding beneath the steely exterior I know is a warm-hearted man. I know I should stay away from him but I don’t. All I want to do is break down his walls and be with him. But he gives me two conditions, and they are non-negotiable.
Julian Scott
Immediately I look into her stunning green eyes, I see my carefully constructed existence start to shatter. I wasn’t going to let another woman into my life to destroy me even if she’s the sinfully sexy Sofia Landon with her gorgeous auburn hair and a body that’s made for pleasure. I make it clear that I have nothing to offer her except sex.
Who will give in first? Will Sofia give up on Julian or will he take a risk and pull down his walls for her?
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Sofia
As I exit the restroom, I bump right into him and all the air leaves my lungs. He pulls me towards an obscure dimly lit hallway, and I’m pushed up against the wall. He has one hand on the wall, beside my face. His other hand is on my waist. His molten blue eyes sear into me. I briefly wonder what he sees when he looks at me.
“What are you doing?” he murmurs softly. His voice sounds deeper than usual.
I can’t utter a word for the life of me. My mouth has gone completely dry. I want to ask him what he means but I can’t. My entire being is aware that he is touching me. My nerve endings are tingling with excitement, and my lower belly is doing backflips.
“You’re driving me crazy,” he tells me in that sexy voice. His words go straight between my thighs.
He lowers his head slowly towards me. His lips are a breath away from mine. He hesitates. I know he’s waiting for me to either push him away or give him my consent. I brush his lips with mine. That sets him off. He claims my lips and devours me with intense hunger.
My body sparks to life. His kiss is more than I imagined, so much more. He completely devours me sending me into a frenzy of need. He pushes me right against the wall. His body is pressed against mine, and I feel his hard length against my thigh. I moan into his mouth, shamelessly letting him know how much I want him right now. There is no way I am going to stop him if he wants to take me against the wall or on the floor. I don’t care that we are in a bar, and that anyone can walk in on us. I don’t care that our co-workers are right down the hallway probably wondering where we are. The only thing I care about is him satisfying the craving I’ve had since I met him.
My hands are all over him. I’ve wanted to touch him for a long time and I think I’m trying to make up for all the waiting. I run my hands through his gorgeous and silky blond hair, down to his wide, strong shoulders and to the hard planes of his chest. I want more. I want to touch his skin.
He breaks the kiss, and in a hoarse voice, says, “Not here.” He doesn’t pull away from me. Instead, he leans his forehead on mine, breathing deeply. My hands are gripping his shoulder.
“Invite me to your place.”
I don’t hesitate. Sanity has deserted me. “Come home with me.” I miss his lips on mine. My mind is already imagining all the things we could be doing in my bedroom.
“I can’t offer you anything more than this.” By “this”, he means sex. That’s absolutely fine by me.
“That’s what I want.” My voice sounds alien to me. Julian’s kisses have almost robbed me of speech and thought. Right now, I’ll probably agree to anything as long as it gets me to where I desperately want to be . . . under him.
He looks at me like he wants to see if I’m being honest. I don’t know if he can see my expression clearly in the dim hallway.
“I can only offer you sex, nothing more,” he repeats. “I am not looking for a relationship.”
I guess he’s making sure I understand him.
“I understand.” Yes, I definitely want to have sex with him, and if he’s as good in bed as he is at kissing, then I’ll want to have lots and lots of sex with him.
His eyes don’t leave mine. “I have two conditions.”
Anything. “What are they?”
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