Free Shadow of Sin (The Martin Family) by Parker Kincade

complained when he bypassed her pussy and moved across her stomach. “You’re killing me here.”
    He crawled onto the bed, stretching out next to her and propping himself on an elbow. She frowned when she noticed he still wore his shorts.
    “Why aren’t you naked?”
    “In a hurry?” His fingertips tickled across her stomach, brushing from hip to hip.
    Yes.
    She sucked in a breath. “According to you, I don’t have anywhere else to be. I didn’t think you were serious earlier when you mentioned you liked to take your time. This whole seduction scene isn’t necessary.”
    Honestly, she didn’t think she could take much more. Violent need pulsed through her womb; her pussy ached to be filled.
    “So, let me get this straight. You’d trust me with your life, but not with your pleasure?”
    Unable to hold back any longer, Samantha moved her hands toward her breasts.
    “I told you not to move. Now, be a good girl and answer my question.”
    A un-ladylike snarl passed her lips when Caleb stopped her with his warning. The bastard chuckled when she dropped her arms back over her head. At once she realized why he’d made her do it. The position thrust her breasts up, as if offering them as a treat.
    Laughing with devilish pleasure, she arched her back and stretched like a cat, enjoying the way his gaze darkened with lust. “I don’t trust any man with my pleasure. Men only care about themselves once they get naked.”
    “Then you haven’t been with the right man.”
    “I suppose you’re that man?”
    He smirked, his wicked fingers drawing lazy circles around her navel. “Are you going to trust me?”
    Samantha believed in calling a spade, a spade. What they were doing wasn’t anything more than her living out a fantasy and him scratching an itch. She’d be a fool to believe otherwise. She’d set the stage for how this would play out, and that meant once this was over, when the threat against her was gone, they would be over as well.
    Trusting him with her life was one thing. Trusting him with her pleasure felt too … intimate. She’d already agreed to follow his lead out of bed; what would happen if she allowed him more? Her father had controlled her and she’d sworn she’d never let another man have that kind of power over her. To give Caleb what he’d asked would be to lose herself—or worse, her heart.
    “Samantha?”
    Caleb teased the curves of her breast, his powerful hands so gentle against her skin. He ignored her nipple, brushing the outer edge until she squirmed in order to get closer. Anything to relieve the tension he’d built to epic proportions.
    She wasn’t going to survive this.
    She moved fast, rolling him and pushing his shoulders to the bed. The heat from his erection teased her as she straddled him. His pecs were hard under her palms as she ground her hips against him.
    She wasn’t naive enough to think she could have made a move without his consent and she didn’t know if that edged her arousal or pissed her off.
    “What about you Caleb? Would you trust me with your pleasure?” She ran her hands over the hard muscles of his shoulders, the sharp lines of his biceps, luxuriating in the powerful male beneath her.
    Caleb cupped the back of her neck and pulled her closer. Heat flared between them, so potent Samantha was burning alive.
    He played with her mouth, his breath warm, the moist velvet of his tongue teasing as he licked across her bottom lip.
    “My pleasure is guaranteed. Seeing your creamy skin flush, your beautiful nipples tight in arousal.” His hungry gaze stared back at her. “Knowing I’m the man who’s going to give you the pleasure you seek. And more. That’s my satisfaction.”
    His tongue licked at her lips again, then slid inside when she opened for him. He kissed like a champion, exploring her mouth as his hands smoothed up and down her spine, making her feel warm, wanted.
    He gripped her hips, held her firm as he rocked the bulge of his cock against her