Sacrifice by Lora Leigh

demandingly, fighting to hold back a shiver
as those steel-cold gray eyes turned on her, “are not my keeper. I don’t need
anyone to defend my honor or whatever the hell you think it is you’re doing.”
    This was just great. She was pretty
certain she knew who her father’s plant was. Tim Adams was as moralistic as
they came. His views on women and what they should or shouldn’t do was as rigid
as the Senator’s.
    Jared’s expression didn’t change.
It remained hard as stone and more dangerous for it as his gaze turned back to
Adams.
    “I’ll call your superior myself,”
he said flatly. “Until then, stay the hell out of my sight, or you’ll regret
it.” He snagged Kimberly’s wrist as her eyes widened in surprise. “And you, I
need to talk to.”
    Before she could stop him, he was
pulling her along behind him, again. Dammit, she was getting tired of him
dragging her along like medieval chattel.
    “Jared, has anyone ever told you
that you’re a pain in the ass?” she snarled as he propelled her into the study
and slammed the door behind them.
    “Has anyone told you that you’d
test the patience of a saint?” he retorted shortly. “You should have let me
kill him. I would have enjoyed it.”
    She rolled her eyes at his
bloodthirsty tone.
    “He’s a moron. If you killed all of
them, there wouldn’t be any men left to continue the species,” she informed him
sarcastically. “What the hell is your problem anyway?”
    “The bastard was sneaking around my
house all night,” he snarled. “If I had caught him listening at either of our
bedroom doors again I would have killed him.”
    Surprise widened her eyes as she
stared back at him.
    “Just what I need,” she sighed
roughly. “Ignore him. It won’t do any good to have him taken off the
assignment, because I suspect at least two of them were sent here deliberately
to watch me. It’s the Senator’s favorite sport, having me spied upon.”
    His lip lifted derisively. “I won’t
give you my opinion on the Senator,” he bit out. “I can’t believe my mother
married that bastard.”
    Kimberly had a hard time believing
it herself. Carolyn was a warm, caring person, besides being smart as hell. It
was one of the most unlikely matches that she had ever seen.
    “Is that why you’re so pissed this
morning?” She moved over to the couch and sat down wearily. Damn, she needed a
few more hours sleep, or a pot of coffee to herself.
    “I’m not pissed,” he informed her
rudely. “I’m pure mean mad. I don’t like people sneaking around my house
listening at doors, Kimberly. I’ll take him apart the next time I catch him.”
    Kimberly sighed at his snarling
voice, her fingers smoothing back the stray curls that had fallen from her
thick braid.
    “Take him apart then.” She shrugged
negligently. “It’s your house, not mine.”
    He grunted at that, moving to stand
over her, staring down at her as his eyes went from cold steel to stormy gray.
    “Take your hair down,” he ordered
softly. “Slowly.”
    Her breath caught in her throat,
her womb clenched with instant arousal. A quick glance to his thighs showed
that he wasn’t in a bargaining mood. He was fully erect, his cock straining the
zipper of his jeans as he watched her.
    “What about the ears at the doors?”
she asked him breathlessly.
    “Let him listen,” he snapped. “I’m
not going to take your virginity, but I’ll be damned if I’ll leave that sweet
mouth of yours innocent much longer. Tell me, Kimberly, is it true you’ve never
been taken there? Never felt the hunger to have a hard cock straining between
your lips, pulsing with the need to fill your mouth?”
    Oh God. Her mouth was watering with
the need now while her lips were drying with nervous excitement. She licked
over them quickly, her breath hitching as his eyes darkened at the movement.
    “I haven’t.” She shook her head,
entranced by the shifting color of his eyes.
    She never had. Had known no desire
for