This time, he’ll never let her go…
Chicago Special Agent Shane Dominic was in love with Laura Vasquez until the day she left him and married another man. Thirteen years may have passed, but Laura’s never disappeared from his fantasies, or destroyed his desire to learn the truth about why she left him. When her husband, the criminal mastermind behind an international ring of thieves, is murdered, Shane knows this is his one last, desperate chance to learn Laura’s secrets. And he’s not above using their scorching hot passion for one another and a little domination to do it.
One look at Shane, and Laura’s own memories come back to haunt her. Her feelings run deep, but she’d never divulge her secrets—a desperate vow that’s compromised when Shane stuns her by taking her as his captive to a secluded cabin. Here, she will finally belong to him, be subjected to his every torturously erotic whim, and be forced to trust him with a shocking truth she’s hidden for so long—one that will expose them to a danger closing in on the both of them.
He leaned across the console toward her.
“I’m desperate here. That’s what you should understand. The cop that I’d hoped would give evidence on Moody is refusing to bargain. Moody must have a tighter hold on him than I’d thought. But even more importantly, you’re in danger, Laura. Someone broke into this house looking for you. A man pulled a gun on you tonight. I won’t sit by and watch while your stubbornness puts you in a grave.”
Her contemptuous expression faltered slightly when he slowly began to dip his head toward hers.
“Don’t Shane,” she whispered hoarsely.
“I don’t have any choice. You’ve forced me to this,” he said before he brushed his lips against hers. She made a soft, catchy sound. She stiffened when he put his hands on her back. Her body felt slender, curving…enticing.
“I know you want me, Laura. There are some things you just can’t hide from a man.”
Her lips felt cool and dry, but he could feel her heat just beneath the surface. So he pressed closer. When he slid his tongue between her lips she moaned softly, her flesh becoming suppler, bending to his demand.
He brought her closer and swept the depths of her mouth. His cock swelled tight as he surrounded himself in her taste. Time and again he sampled her sweetness. He plundered, suckled and coaxed until she fully participated in the kiss, her lips shaping his hungrily, her tongue sliding sensually against his.
The interior of his car suddenly felt as hot and sultry as the air on a tropical night.
She didn’t protest when he slid one hand along her knee, lifting her skirt. He encountered a delicious length of silky thigh encased in smooth nylon. He paused a moment when he reached the top of her thigh-highs, sending two fingers beneath the elastic to rhythmically stroke the smooth, soft skin beneath it.
He groaned and leaned down further over her, deepening their kiss. He probed beneath her panties, drawn to her heat. She gasped into his mouth when he worked his forefinger into her pussy. She was tight but a rush of warm liquid aided his cause considerably.
He drew his finger out only to plunge it back into her silky sheath. A considerable amount of her juices came with him when he withdrew the second time. He trailed his finger between her labia, lubricating her clit liberally. Her hips shifted restlessly against him and she moaned. Instead of giving her the pressure she wanted, however, he slid his wet finger along her lower belly, spreading her juices.
“That’s honesty, Laura,” he explained quietly. “Give me more of it.”
“No,” she whispered. She moved away from him, cloaking herself in the shadows.
He nodded his head slowly, having expected her answer. His hands slid down her arms. He grasped her wrists in one hand and moved them to her back. The sound of rattling metal broke the silence.
Her face registered mild confusion when he closed the handcuffs.
“What…what are you doing?” she asked in rising incredulity when he leaned back into his seat. She twisted around, her eyes widening further when she realized that she was truly bound. “Are you arresting me?”
Shane shook his head once. “I’m doing what I should have done thirteen and a half years ago. I’m taking you away so you don’t damage yourself any more than you already have.”
“That’s…that’s ridiculous,” she exclaimed shrilly. “That’s kidnapping!”
He shrugged. “Call it what you like. I need the truth from you Laura, and I’m going to get it. I’ve seen how you respond to me. If Huey Mays had the ability to get you to do whatever he wanted, I believe I can do the same. In fact, I think I can do better than he did at getting you to submit to my demands.”
She went completely still. “You can’t be serious.”
“I’m serious all right. You’re going away with me for a few days and I’m going to plumb the depths of your honesty,” he nodded grimly to her lap, “and you’re going to discover the wisdom in telling me the truth about Huey.”
“I can’t believe this,” she muttered slowly, clearly flattened by his actions. Just as he’d suspected, this had been the last thing she’d expected. Shane was still a little amazed himself at what he was doing, but that didn’t deter him.
Something told him this was precisely the right thing to do. He knew he was breaking the law… was perfectly cognizant of the fact that he may go to jail for what he was doing.
But there was a higher law at work when it came to the issue of Laura. He needed to get her away, isolate her from whatever was influencing her. She’d been thrown back into his life again. He was convinced she was in danger because of something she knew. He would not let her go again without a fight.
Not this time.