Free The Unsung Hero by Samantha James Page B

the
bed."
    "Is that why you dragged me
down in front of the fireplace?" His smile set her teeth on edge.
"I can't believe it! Your own private version of Midnight Enchantment !
Dammit, how could you?"
    "I couldn't resist." He shrugged, sending her
a teasing smile. "My heroes get to have all the fun and I have to
do all the work."
    And he thought she was ripe for the taking?
Samantha seethed. "I suppose if I checked the bed I'd find satin
sheets?"
    Jason snapped his fingers. "Darn! I knew I
forgot something. Beau had a lot of trouble smuggling crimson
satin sheets through the blockade." One corner of his mouth turned
up ruefully. "I don't have any excuse, though. I guess I should
have borrowed your copy and checked." Looking up at her, he smiled
apologetically. "I suppose that means you're safe for tonight. My
heroes might be rather unscrupulous, but I'm not."
    Samantha snorted. "That's a joke! Your
heroes might be unscrupulous at times but at least they have a
heart."
    "Even Beau?"
    "Even Beau." She eyed his loose-limbed form,
now stretched out lazily on the carpet, his dark head propped
against his hand. "Especially Beau! I'm not so sure about you!"
    Jason lifted himself to a sitting position,
long legs tucked up in front of his chest. "Wow!" he said softly.
"You've really got it in for me! I guess I'm going to have to
change while I'm here."
    "As the saying goes, if it ain't broke, don't
fix it! You keep telling me you're in perfect working order, so why
bother?" She turned and would have flounced from the room but
suddenly Jason was there before her. She hadn't known he could move
that fast.
    "Well, then... couldn't we use a
bandage?"
    Samantha looked up to find a hopeful
expression on his face, but his eyes were dancing with devilry. She
suddenly realized he had cupped her shoulders in his hands and was
gently running his fingertips over the bare skin of her arms. An
occasional finger trespassed into the sleeve of her dress.
    "Fine," she muttered. "You do that." But the
words lacked their former heat. Already she was weakening. She was
beginning to suspect that staying angry with this man was indeed a
lost cause.
    And that was her last thought for a very
long time. His mouth came down on hers, hard and tender, inviting
and demanding. Samantha felt something inside her blossom and
grow, something she hadn't felt in years, something she'd never
felt before. She shivered when his mouth left hers to blaze a
trail of fire down the slender column of her neck to the wildly
beating pulse throbbing in her throat.
    Her body was lifted and fitted even more
closely against his unyielding bulk. Never before had she felt so
helpless, so much a puppet in the hands of a master, but she
couldn't have cared less. She felt a sensation not unlike a
feather drifting slowly down to earth, unaware that she'd been
swept from her feet and borne downward until she felt the plushness
of the sofa at her back.
    "God, you're sweet." Jason's groan was
muffled against her parted lips. "And soft...I've never touched
anyone so soft."
    Samantha opened her eyes to stare at the dark
face hovering just above hers. The shooting flames of the fire cast
flickering shadows over his lean features, throwing into prominence
his straight nose and full sensuous mouth. Driven by some need she
didn't fully understand, she lifted a hand to him.
    "You don't have to say that." Her fingers
came in contact with his lower lip, trembling slightly as they
traced the shape of it. "You don't h—"
    His mouth opened to nip gently at her
fingertips while long fingers tangled in her hair and pulled her
mouth to his. His lips swallowed her halting whisper. His laugh was
a little shaky when he finally drew away. "Yes, I do. I want to."
He gave her another lingering kiss. "Don't you know that?"
    "Jason..." His name was a whisper, a prayer,
a demand and a plea. His response was all she had ever dreamed of
and more. His fingers caressed and explored, glided and probed.
She moaned as he