Hot and Dangerous (Decorah Security) Read Free

been lying to himself. It
was the woman he held in his arms who was affecting him so profoundly.
    With a low
growl, he pulled her more tightly into his arms, crushing her breasts against
his chest, suddenly overwhelmed by lust. Or maybe need was a more polite word.
    What he
called it didn’t matter. Not when he craved this woman in ways that he’d never
even imagined.
    She raised
her head and stared at him, and he saw the same intense heat he was
feeling—mixed with confusion. She didn’t know why she was feeling this way, and
he wasn’t going to tell her. Not yet.
    She moistened
her lips before starting to say, “I don’t . . .”
    “Make love
with a guy you just met?” he finished for her.
    “Yes.” But
she stayed where she was, her breath rapid and her eyes large and luminous in
the jungle gloom. The scent of her was intoxicating. She was aroused, ready to
make love with him.
    Her response
to him was impossible to ignore. Unable to stop himself, he lowered his mouth
to hers. The contact sent a bolt of sensation crackling between them like heat
lightning.
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    Jenna didn’t
understand what was happening between herself and this man. All she knew was
that the physical contact—the arousal—was more than she could have imagined.
And more dangerous. Because she knew on some deep, subconscious level that she
was vulnerable to Zack Marshall in a profoundly elemental way. If this went any
farther, there was no going back. Ever.
    “At the
hotel, you stayed away from me because you were afraid this would happen,” she
choked out, not even sure what she meant.
    “Yes.” he
answered, his voice strong and deep. “But now I know I have to make love to
you—or go insane.”
    That was a
dramatic way to put it, yet she understood the truth of his words. He was as
vulnerable to her as she was to him.
    He lowered
his head, his mouth coming down on her for a kiss that sent a jolt of heat
through her. He turned his head one way and then the other, drinking her in,
nibbling at her, breaching the barrier of her lips with his tongue for an
invasion that might have been savage if she hadn’t been a full participant.
    When he
finally lifted his head, they were both breathing hard.
    He looked
around as though just remembering where they were and why. “We can’t stay out
in the open.”
    She’d also
forgotten why they were standing in the jungle. The knowledge zinged back to
her.
    “Where can we
go?”
    “There’s a
place I found.”
    He took her
hand and led her farther from the resort, into the untamed jungle.
    The sun was
high overhead, but the trees blocked out much of the light as they came to a
little hut almost hidden from view. The walls were made of bamboo posts, and
the roof was thatched with palm fronds.
    Beside her,
Zack dragged in a deep breath through his nose and let it out.
    “What are you
doing?”
    “Making sure
nobody’s here.”
    “How?”
    “I’d smell
them.”
    It was a
strange conversation, but she didn’t stop to ponder it as he led her forward.
“Some of the locals must use this place from time to time, but nobody’s home
now.”
    “You’ve been
here before?”
    “I found it
while I was exploring the island.”
    “Good thing
you did.”
    “I always
make sure I have a handle on my environment.”
    He draped an
arm over her shoulder and led her inside. The interior was small and sparse.
Looking around, she saw shelves along one wall with various supplies and a bed
of blankets on the floor. No doubt where they were headed. And no doubt that
her behavior was totally out of kilter—from the sudden danger of the gunmen’s
attack. And from her reaction to this man.
    She stopped
trying to fathom her motives when arousal made her legs unsteady. Zack solved_
the problem by scooping her up and bringing her down to the bed, turning so
that she was sprawled on top of him.
    As he stroked
his hands up and down her back and over her butt, she closed her eyes,
absorbing sensations, loving the