Free Deadly Target [IAD Agency 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Laurie Roma Page A

closed and she wished more than anything to just go to sleep. Gage let out a string of curses and jerked his truck over to the side of the road, speeding down an empty lane then jerked to a stop. His seat belt was undone and he was jerking her up into sitting position.
    “Don’t you fucking go to sleep on me! You hear me? You stay awake!” Gage ripped the blanket open and yanked her T-shirt off of her then snapped her bra as if it were made of string before throwing both items onto the floor of the trunk.
    “Quit shaking me.” Mikayla opened her eyes to see Gage’s blazing down at her with concern. “S-so cold, Gage. I’m…”
    “Just hold on, baby. I’ll get you warm.” Gage pulled at her jeans, undoing them and dragging the sodden material roughly down her legs. She let out a hiss of pain as his hand rubbed over the bandage covering the stitches on her leg where they had pried a bullet out of her less than a couple of weeks ago.
    “Ouch. Leg…hurts,” Mikayla whimpered.
    Gage released her at once, staring down at the bandage with another curse. He carefully slid the material the rest of the way off of her legs, dropping her jeans down on the floor. “I’m sorry, baby. Here you go, let’s get you warmed up.” Gage quickly took his coat and sweater off, revealing his large naked chest.
    Mikayla barely noticed the burn scars that covered the left side of his body as she focused on the cut of his tight abs. Really, it wasn’t fair for a man to be this damn good-looking and so incredibly buff. She wished she could appreciate the view more but closed her eyes again when the weight of her eyelids became too heavy. She knew she was in real danger of hypothermia and the blanket alone wouldn’t help her.
    She needed close-contact body heat, and fast.
    “No, baby. No sleeping yet.” Gage’s voice was rough with worry as he bent down to unlace his boots then toed them off. He hesitated briefly before shoving his jeans down. “I don’t want you to freak out, but I’m not wearing anything under my jeans. I could leave them on but…”
    “Off. Need you…”
    Gage felt his heart thud in his chest at her words. He knew she meant she needed his warmth, but still, his thick cock jerked to life, spearing out from his body like a heat-seeking missile. After he shed his jeans, he positioned her body so it was lying across the large seat on the blanket.
    Reaching into the backseat, he grabbed the thick blanket there and carefully laid it down over her, throwing the other blanket over his back so they were cocooned together, their bodies pressed tight. Gage hissed as her cold skin sent a shiver through his own body, but he held her shaking form against him, trying to share his heat with her.
    He rubbed his hands up and down her arms then pushed them under her neck to bring her closer to him, caging her in. He hissed again as her cold feet brushed against his calves, but drew his own legs together to cage her small feet between them. “You’ll be okay, baby. I’ve got you.”
    He held Mikayla’s shivering body against him, trying to force his own reaction to her down, but Christ, it was impossible. The feel of her soft skin rubbing against him, her large breasts pressed against the light dusting of hair on his chest made his cock harden to the point of pain. He couldn’t help remembering the sight of her perfect body lying on the bench seat, completely naked. Now, feeling her bare body underneath him it would have been easier to move the truck with his mind than it was to force his damn dick to behave.
    “You feel so good,” Mikayla whispered.
    Gage let out a groan at her words. She wasn’t doing anything to help to control his raging hard-on in the least. Focus. He needed to focus on something else besides how good she felt against him. “Are you feeling warmer?”
    “Little. Still cold…”
    “It’s all right. We’ll get you warm, baby.” Gage wrapped his arms tighter around her, using his large body to