“You’re making it difficult to keep to our no sex rule.” “Jacob…” Dominque glanced over his shoulder, heavy lids half covering the seductive wide brown eyes beneath them, black lashes curling, tickling his skin as he blinked, centering his alluring gaze on Jacob.
How every beat of my heart only reminded me how useless it was to continue without having you beside me.” “How every breath I took was wasted because you weren’t there to share it.
He placed a deeper kiss in the same spot, this time licking the sweet skin before continuing. “Would it make you happy if I told you all I could think about was you, about returning to this room and taking you into my arms, holding you while I kissed every inch of this marvellous body of yours until you were lying limp and breathless in my arms, unable to voice how much you needed me to stop?” He placed a soft, barely there kiss on the flawlessly smooth flesh found just under Dominque’s ear. To be missed by you, to know you lay here thinking of me, wanting me to be with you, it makes the unpleasant act of not being beside you more tolerable.”
“Well, that makes being apart from you much more bearable. Jacob moved closer, draping an arm over Dominque’s stomach and splaying his fingers out over the taut, smooth flesh beneath them. “Jacob.” Dominque’s silken voice purred into the otherwise silent room. Unable to forget the intriguing brunette after their first date, Jacob is enticed to spend more time with Dominque, seeking to put the pain of the past behind them, and bring peace to the wounded bird who captivated him so easily.ĮXCERPT: Jacob pressed his face into the messy tumble of hair in front of him, smelling the unique sensual scent of Dominque, trying to ignore the need inside him to pull him backwards and cage him in his arms while he ground his cock into those firm cheeks. Caring for another person full time isn’t on his agenda, but that soon changes when fate steps in and offers him the chance of something more. Jacob is at the top of his profession, leaving him with no time or desire for a relationship. Cover Designer: Kellie Dennis from Book Cover by Designīlurb: What does it cost to sell yourself? Your body? Your heart? Your soul?Īt eighteen, with no job, no money, and a young sister to care for, becoming an escort seemed the perfect answer, but by the age of twenty four, Dominque is left wondering how he can break free of his ‘short term’ solution.
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