Thrill Seeker (Sinful in Seattle)

Her chin lifted and she disengaged the locks to her car. “I have to go.”

I tightened my hold on my suit jacket until it was crushed in my hand. “Georgia.”

Her huge mahogany eyes were just a little wild. Similar to what I’d seen when I’d tasted her so thoroughly. But this time they were a bit different.

This was the running kind of wild.

She got into her car and left me standing there staring after her. She didn’t look back, didn’t brake until she reached the end of the garage. When she paused there for a moment, I took two steps forward.

“Come back,” I said into the empty space.

She took a right and out the front of the garage into the street. Then she was gone.

Dammit.

5

Georgia

My fingers shook on the steering wheel.

Oh God.

What had I just done?

My thighs were still wet from him, for goodness sake. He wanted more. Wanted me to what? Go home with him?

It didn’t make sense.

None of this made sense.

I tried to push Max to the back of my mind. I couldn’t handle any more of him in my head right now. Even if he was literally clinging to my skin in every sense of the word. From his scent to his shirt and to the ridiculous level of connection I’d never felt with another soul.

I slammed my hands on the wheel at a red light. “Get it together,” I said to the dark car.

I had far more important things to worry about. Like the fact that I’d been mugged.

Mugged.

I couldn’t even wrap my mind around it at the time. And now... Now I was just mad.

Everything was in my purse. With the hours I worked, I

had to be prepared for anything and now I had nothing.

Except three amazing orgasms.

I swiped my hand over my face. Yeah, that did not get my credit cards cancelled and a new phone. My budget was pretty fluid thanks to a lifetime of being frugal, but spending money on another phone was going to suck. Especially since my credit cards would take a few days to fix.

A car honked behind me and I stepped on the gas. I had to pay attention. It was late—after midnight.

Really? Had it only been a little over an hour?

My whole world had gone from exhausted and dragging, to the kick of adrenaline with a mugging, to...Max.

My...well, everything still throbbed in sensory memory. And from the invasion. Because he’d taken complete control of me. Even when I’d tried to assert myself, it has been just for a moment.

And I’d loved it.