There’s nothing wrong with a harmless little crush, right?

And who better to crush on than the gorgeous man next door?

The one who would never look twice in my direction.

Except he does.

The first time he pins me in place with his dark gaze, I’m rendered speechless.  The first time he lays his hands on me, I melt.  And the first time he takes me, well…I fall to pieces, wondering if I’ll ever be the same again.

Everything about him screams danger.

And yet I’d be lying through my teeth if I didn’t admit that was part of the attraction.

Chicago is supposed to be a new beginning for me.  A chance to find my bearings and live again.  The man next door is the last person I should be getting involved with.

And yet, here I am.

A moth dancing too close to the flickering flame, hoping I don’t get torched.

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Protecting What's Mine

"Yes."  He doesn't let up on his ministrations as he buries his face in the side of my neck, gently nipping my skin with his teeth.


I thrust my pelvis forward, wanting more.  He pulls his hand away so that the pressure on my clit remains the same.  When I whine in protest, he chuckles.  "If you want to come, take off the panties.  That's all you have to do.  Simple, isn't it?"


I want to scream in frustration because we both know I can't stay aroused like this until we get home tonight.  I'll go mad.  I wiggle out of the underwear and kick them away.  Heaving out a breath, I wait for him to finish me off.  I'm so wound up that it feels like I'm going to claw my way right out of my skin.


His lips curve into a satisfied smile.  My eyes narrow.  I'd love to slug him, but I'm much too focused on my own pleasure to take a swing.


chapter 49: Grace