Chasing Trouble (Chasing Love 1)

woods grew thicker. She could smell the lake and knew she was drawing closer to the banks. She stopped and turned to look back.

Blackness.

The moon was low and full, giving enough light through the canopy of oaks to see shadows.

A twig broke in the distance.

She took a step back. Her shoulder met a thick trunk. Her breaths were coming hard, but not from the run. From anticipation.

Branches rustled.

Whatever—whoever—was getting closer.

Her eyes darted around. She couldn’t make out a single soul. The crickets sang. The light breeze blew the smell of bark and night all around her.

There! Her eyes locked on a shadow in the distance and the footsteps that accompanied it got closer.

She placed her palms against the tree behind her. She couldn’t move. Could barely think.

Maybe Colt was right. Maybe she wanted to be caught.

Colt stepped into a beam of moonlight. He was heading straight for her.

Five yards and closing. Jenna gripped the tree. She was pinned by his presence.

Three yards.

His eyes blazed like blue fire. His expression was set with such intensity it could melt her skin.

At a few steps away, Colt gripped the bill of his hat and swung it around to the back of his head. And then he was on her. His mouth hungry, seeking, his body pushing against hers. She was caught between a big oak and a big man. Everything about him consumed her. He wound his fingers through her hair and plunged his tongue between her lips. She gasped and he swallowed her. All of her. Jenna felt her very soul being drawn out.

“You drive me crazy,” he breathed between hard kisses.

Jenna gripped his belt with both hands and pulled him closer. The movement forced her legs to part and cradle his hips between her thighs. He ground his hard shaft against her core.

“You’ve been ignoring me all night,” she groaned when he took that talented mouth and trailed it down her neck.

“I was afraid if I got too close to you, this would happen.” He thrust his hips, sliding his hard cock against her again. “I want you so much, it’s scary.”

He yanked down the front of her tank top and bra and wedged them beneath her bare breasts. He latched onto one of her nipples like a starving man.

She ran her hands up his back, beneath his shirt, massaging those hard shoulders.

His fingers worked quickly as he flipped the button on her shorts. She kicked them down her legs and off. He relinquished her breast and his hand slid down to cup her sex.

“Jesus Christ, JJ.” His fingers toyed with her bare flesh. “All night, you’ve been walking around with no panties on?”

She gave a little smile. He obviously liked that idea. She couldn’t make out much, but she was pretty sure he was on the brink of drooling.

His mouth was back on hers.

“Need you now,” he growled. She heard the clanking sound of his belt being unfastened, a rustle of fabric and a rip of foil. “Tell me you’re ready for me, because I can’t wait.”

She clung to his shoulders. “Yes, yes, Colt, now.”

He placed his cock at her entrance, gripped the back of her thighs, and surged into her.

“Oh, God!”