Get out of this bedroom! her head told her.
Get him! her body argued.
Every part of her soul hummed in desire. All those hesitations and worries slowly trickled away. She breathed in his woodsy scent and licked her lips. “Sawyer…?”
Eyes intense, and also a bit amused, he murmured, “Yes, Chloe?”
“I…” I don’t understand this passion between us. It makes me crazy. It makes me want to do things I’d never do. But what about Josh? What kind of girl does that make me, if I take you to bed so soon? I’ve never had a one-night stand. I haven’t ever experienced this kind of intensity, where my body is ruling over my mind.
The heat of his body overwhelmed her, pulsating against her, threatening to take over her thoughts. “You, sweetheart,” he growled, stepping toward her, “need to shut off that busy mind of yours.” She backed away until she hit the wall by the door.
“Oh, Jesus,” she breathed.
Eyes blazing hot and centered on her, he slid one knee in between her thighs. With pure confidence, he reached for her wrists and, with ease, pinned them above her head. Not giving her a chance to catch up, he sealed his mouth over hers.
That’s when talking ended and the heavy hard kissing began.
She couldn’t keep up with his intensity—it burned her alive. Her focus narrowed on the way his tongue slid across hers and how his mouth guided her into a kiss so mind-blowing that desire sank deep into her center. His other hand grasped her hip, immobilizing her. Being possessed by Sawyer this way did more for her libido than any other sexual experience in her life.
Chloe didn’t know how many minutes passed before Sawyer leaned away, releasing her hands from above her. When he did, Chloe discovered she’d been rubbing herself shamelessly against his thick thigh, nudged between her thighs.
He gave a low groan, as if the distance between them pained him. “While I’d like to continue where this is heading, now is not the time.” His eyes zeroed in on her mouth as he brushed his thumb across her lips. “My captain left a message to say that the case is running cold. But my mother called to say Ash has woken up more fully and wants to talk to me.”
Chloe pushed away from him, trying to ignore her wet panties. “Oh my God, we should be at the hospital. Why did you just kiss me like that?”
“When you look at me like you want to rip my clothes off, you come first.” He caught her chin in his firm grip. “Besides, taking a couple of minutes to kiss you the way you deserve is not something that I’ll regret.”
“Well,” she retorted, smoothing her clothes, “don’t walk around with your shirt off and I won’t look at you like that.”
Sawyer laughed as he went to the dresser. “If you think you want to ravish me only when my shirt is off, you’re fooling yourself.” He grabbed a T-shirt from a drawer. Only after he dressed and snatched up his phone did he continue. “You’ve given me that same fuck me look since the day I met you.”
Her mouth opened, then shut.
“We’d better get going.” A cocky smile crossed his face. “Or you, my sweet, Chloe, might end up doing something bad. It appears you can’t control yourself around me while we’re in my bedroom.”
Chloe snorted. “Now wait just a second…”
His laughter followed her into the hallway.
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The ride to the hospital was quiet. Sawyer wondered if Chloe regretted what had happened between them earlier. Worried that she would regret it had been the only reason he’d stopped himself from taking her. He could stand many things, but having a woman regret having his hands on her was not one of them.
He hoped she would come to a decision soon, as his dick throbbed in his jeans. He was more than ready to take this girl to bed.
When he reached Ash’s hospital room he asked Chloe, “Do you mind going in there alone? I have to make a quick private phone call.”
She smiled in that sweet, clever way she had. “Not at all.”
He watched her enter the room, noting a sway in her hips that hadn’t been there before. Someone felt sexy and happy, and he rather liked knowing he was the cause of it. And he was glad that Chloe didn’t mind seeing his sister alone. He supposed that was what made her good at her job. No one suspected she was a PI—she seemed a little too sweet for the job, far too trustworthy. But that was her secret weapon, Sawyer thought. She could get close to people.
He waited for a couple holding hands to move past him in the hallway before he approached the chairs sitting some distance from Ash’s room. Removing his cell phone from his pocket, he dropped into a seat. Dmitri, the owner of Club Sin and a good friend, had called earlier, sounding tense. Feeling torn between being a Club Sin Master and wanting to be with his sister and Chloe, Sawyer scrolled through his contacts, finding Dmitri’s name, and then pressed the talk button.
Dmitri answered on the first ring.
“Hey, it’s Sawyer.”
“So glad to hear from you,” Dmitri said, his voice hard. “How is your sister doing?”