Free In Hot Pursuit by Joanne Rock

could have the pleasure of seeing it.
    For now, his imagination did a credible job of providing him with visuals, while he counted himself lucky to be here with wild-woman Lexi at all.
    â€œSo how does it feel to fall from mighty jailer status to helpless captivity in the course of an evening?” He eased away from her to shove off the rest of his clothes. The next time he touched her, nothing would hold him back.
    â€œDon’t be so sure of yourself, sweet lips,” she purred back. “I could turn the tables at any moment and make you my love slave—no matter how many chains you clamp around me.”
    â€œThat’s pretty big talk considering your utter defenselessness, don’t you think?” He yanked a condom out of his wallet and cursed the fact he only carried around one. He’d be damn sure to use it wisely.
    â€œI dare you to come closer and say that, Detective.”
    Heat practically radiated from her in waves. Josh could feel her sultry warmth, sense the position of her body even in the dark as he leaned over the chaise once again.
    Her exotic scent filled his nostrils. Flowers and musk—hothouse sex.
    She moved to loop her handcuffed wrists around his head, but he was having none of it. Before her arms could settle around his neck, he secured her wrists above her head with one hand and lay his other palm over the front of her panties.
    Her body shuddered, shivered, lifted off the chaiseto meet his touch. He kissed away her hungry whimper, rubbed away the chill bumps on her thighs with his fingers.
    â€œAre you ready for me yet?” he whispered into the tangled silken mass of her hair. Her ear lay below those spiral curls somewhere.
    His finger skimmed up the inside of her thigh, stopping just short of her satin panties.
    Her moaned affirmative was part womanly plea, part threatening snarl.
    He found her slick with desire and deliciously ready. The scrap of satin didn’t stand a chance against her heat and his hunger. With a snap of his wrist, he snagged them straight off her hips, shredding the seams in a noisy ripping of fabric.
    Lexi made a little squeal of delight and wrapped one of her legs around his.
    Unwilling to be distracted, Josh maneuvered his shoulders beneath her thighs, positioning her body for the kiss he’d wanted to give her ever since she’d slithered her way out of her black sequins.
    She tasted like rich red wine, and she clouded his senses twice as fast. He would have indulged in her all night, but too soon her thighs went taut, her hips flexing upward off the lounger.
    The shriek that should have accompanied her orgasm must have been released into the stuffing of one of her soft velvet pillows, but the muffled cries still reached his ears. Satisfied his male ego. Made him want to bring her to that mind-blowing point all over again.
    â€œPlease,” she finally managed to say between deep, gasping breaths.
    The cuffs jingled in completion of her thoughts.
    He didn’t need to ask where the keys were. Josh had seen her work the fake cuffs at the fund-raiser. With the press of a button, the links fell open, freeing Lexi and unleashing a small-scale attack.
    She fell on him, rolling him onto his back sideways across the chaise.
    â€œYou are so all mine now, Winger.”

6
    T HE EARTH HAD MOVED .
    Lexi still shook from the tremors of the most incredible orgasm ever—not that she’d had many for comparison’s sake. But she knew from the way her body trembled inside and out that she’d just experienced majorly amazing sex by anyone’s standards.
    And they hadn’t even done it yet.
    She meant to remedy that situation right now.
    â€œI want you.” Whispering the words in Josh’s ear, Lexi wriggled over his body, savoring every provocative sensation the man inspired. “Now.”
    â€œThere’s a condom on the floor near my pants.” He molded her hips with his hands, measured her waist with