and stripped out of her dress. Her nipples were still hard. She ran a finger over one tight bud and sucked in a deep breath.
Two.
She had achieved two orgasms with Quin. His passionate words and wicked warm tongue all over her body was such a stark contrast to the man she had just said goodnight to. She turned on the water, adjusted the heat to her liking before stepping under the ultra warm stream.
It was so easy for him to pull back from her… too easy.
Nia closed her eyes, enjoying the rivulets of water racing over her curves. She had seen the look of…of… longing in his eyes before he had gone. Whether he wanted to acknowledge what transpired between them or not, there was no mistaking the wild emotion she had witnessed. Sighing, she grabbed her loofah and poured on liquid soap.
Why hadn’t he said something more than he had before leaving ?
She started lathering up her body as a million possible answers raced through her mind. Why hadn’t she ? Because she hadn’t known what to say…except for the one word Quin had said seconds after coming.
Increíble.
Nia smiled, remembering the deep husky tone of his voice when he had uttered the word. “Damn right.”
Chapter Five
Quin watched his partner drive away from their rendezvous spot before grabbing the folder on the passenger seat. Another elaborate jewellery heist had taken place fifty miles away. He flipped the folder open and studied the grainy photographs of Scott and two other unidentifiable men. This time one of the men had killed the female employee working late for the holidays.
It could’ve been Nia.
Quin cursed. The thought made him crazy and bothered him at the same time. Thinking about the case or the people involved in the case in anything other than a professional capacity was reckless. Reckless equalled careless.
He ran a hand through his hair and got a whiff of Nia’s sweet scent embedded in his sweater. His dick instantly stiffened as flashbacks of her soft cries of delight replayed in his mind. God, she tasted better than he’d imagined, felt better wrapped around his cock than he’d dared dream. He wanted her again. Next time he’d take her from behind or offer her the ride of a lifetime while he fondled her br—
“Fuck!” With less finesse than usual, he backed out of the parking lot and accelerated towards the freeway.
Scott’s crew had got away with over a quarter million dollars worth of diamonds…again and he was fantasising about all the different ways he could make Nia come. And come she had. Twice. The knowledge did all kinds of wild things to his male ego.
He flipped on the stereo and blasted the music. He needed some kind of distraction to keep his mine off Nia Sanders.
Fat chance.
His swollen dick refused to take note of his steely determination to remain focused. He shifted the rigid muscle in a more comfortable position in his jeans. What he really needed was a hot shower and some sleep. He’d get neither if he went back to stakeout Nia’s place. The odds of the robbers coming after her now seemed slim, slimmer by each passing hour, but it was still a possibility. Her missing wallet bothered him. The jewel thieves knew where she lived. There was a chance they’d want to tie up any loose ends.
Quin gripped the wheel as he crossed two lanes of traffic. There was no need for him to go back. She would be safe with the squad car keeping an eye on her place.
Call her.
The reasonable statement mocked how complicated his thoughts were about her. He had seen the flash of disappoint in Nia’s eyes when he’d told her he had to leave. Hell, he had practically bolted out of there, grateful Tan had called him away. The intense need to take Nia, professionalism be damned, was a first. Everything about her incited lust, from her cutesy slippers to her delectable body. She had curves for days, the sexiest lips and an infectious laugh.
Woman came and went in his life much faster than the cases he solved. He
Two.
She had achieved two orgasms with Quin. His passionate words and wicked warm tongue all over her body was such a stark contrast to the man she had just said goodnight to. She turned on the water, adjusted the heat to her liking before stepping under the ultra warm stream.
It was so easy for him to pull back from her… too easy.
Nia closed her eyes, enjoying the rivulets of water racing over her curves. She had seen the look of…of… longing in his eyes before he had gone. Whether he wanted to acknowledge what transpired between them or not, there was no mistaking the wild emotion she had witnessed. Sighing, she grabbed her loofah and poured on liquid soap.
Why hadn’t he said something more than he had before leaving ?
She started lathering up her body as a million possible answers raced through her mind. Why hadn’t she ? Because she hadn’t known what to say…except for the one word Quin had said seconds after coming.
Increíble.
Nia smiled, remembering the deep husky tone of his voice when he had uttered the word. “Damn right.”
Chapter Five
Quin watched his partner drive away from their rendezvous spot before grabbing the folder on the passenger seat. Another elaborate jewellery heist had taken place fifty miles away. He flipped the folder open and studied the grainy photographs of Scott and two other unidentifiable men. This time one of the men had killed the female employee working late for the holidays.
It could’ve been Nia.
Quin cursed. The thought made him crazy and bothered him at the same time. Thinking about the case or the people involved in the case in anything other than a professional capacity was reckless. Reckless equalled careless.
He ran a hand through his hair and got a whiff of Nia’s sweet scent embedded in his sweater. His dick instantly stiffened as flashbacks of her soft cries of delight replayed in his mind. God, she tasted better than he’d imagined, felt better wrapped around his cock than he’d dared dream. He wanted her again. Next time he’d take her from behind or offer her the ride of a lifetime while he fondled her br—
“Fuck!” With less finesse than usual, he backed out of the parking lot and accelerated towards the freeway.
Scott’s crew had got away with over a quarter million dollars worth of diamonds…again and he was fantasising about all the different ways he could make Nia come. And come she had. Twice. The knowledge did all kinds of wild things to his male ego.
He flipped on the stereo and blasted the music. He needed some kind of distraction to keep his mine off Nia Sanders.
Fat chance.
His swollen dick refused to take note of his steely determination to remain focused. He shifted the rigid muscle in a more comfortable position in his jeans. What he really needed was a hot shower and some sleep. He’d get neither if he went back to stakeout Nia’s place. The odds of the robbers coming after her now seemed slim, slimmer by each passing hour, but it was still a possibility. Her missing wallet bothered him. The jewel thieves knew where she lived. There was a chance they’d want to tie up any loose ends.
Quin gripped the wheel as he crossed two lanes of traffic. There was no need for him to go back. She would be safe with the squad car keeping an eye on her place.
Call her.
The reasonable statement mocked how complicated his thoughts were about her. He had seen the flash of disappoint in Nia’s eyes when he’d told her he had to leave. Hell, he had practically bolted out of there, grateful Tan had called him away. The intense need to take Nia, professionalism be damned, was a first. Everything about her incited lust, from her cutesy slippers to her delectable body. She had curves for days, the sexiest lips and an infectious laugh.
Woman came and went in his life much faster than the cases he solved. He
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