Escape (Last Chance Series, Book 3.5)

CRITICS HAIL DEE DAVIS AS

A MASTER OF ROMANTIC SUSPENSE!

 

ENIGMA

"Tremendously gripping...truly riveting."


Romantic Times
(4 1/2 stars, Top pick)

 

ENDGAME

"Dee Davis is at the top of her game in this clever and

quick-paced ride over dangerous ground. With a hot

love
story and a coldhearted villain,

Endgame
is romantic intrigue at its best. Davis never disappoints."

—Mariah Stewart bestselling author

 

 

 

E
scape

 

 

Dee Davis

 

 

 

Escap
e
is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental

 

Published by Pocito Press.

Copyright
2013 by Dee Davis Oberwetter

 

All rights reserved.

 

Cover design: Frauke Spanuth, Croco Design

 

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Table of Contents

 

Also by Dee Davis:

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

More Last Chance

Endgame

About Dee Davis

Also by Dee Davis:

Romantic Suspense

Dark Of The Night

Dancing In The Dark

Midnight Rain

Just Breathe

After Twilight

Eye Of The Storm

Chain Reaction

Still
of the Night (Novella)

 

Last Chance Series:

Endgame

Enigma

Exposure

 

A-
Tac Series:

Dark Deceptions

Dangerous Desires

Desperate Deeds

Daring (Novella)

Deep Disclosure

Deadly Dance

Double Danger

Dire Distraction

 

Women’s Fiction

A Match Made on Madison

Setup In Soho

 

Time Travels

Everything In Its Time

The Promise

Wild Highland Rose

 

Anthologies

Hell with the Ladies  (Marcus)

Hell on Heels (Jezebel)

 

To Robert and Susie.  You always have my back. 

Chapter 1

Manhattan – present day

 

“I thought that man was never going to stop talking.”  Seth Forester said as they stumbled through the door of Tracy Braxton’s apartment, Seth’s hands cupping her
breasts, his breath hot against her cheek.

“That
man
,” Tracy said, suppressing a smile as Seth pushed her back against the wall, “is the mayor.  And as such, one of the most powerful players in the city.”

“Should I be jealous?” Seth asked, his thumbs rubbing heated circles through the sheer lace bodice of her dress.  

“Right,” she sighed, shivering as he kissed her neck.  “You’ve caught me.  I’ve got my sights set on a septuagenarian.” 

“A billionaire septuagenarian,” Seth whispered.  “There’s a difference.”

“Not to me.  I prefer to make my fortune, not marry it.”  She tipped back her head as his mouth slanted over hers, his tongue sending fire lacing through her belly.  It was always like this between them.

“Works for me,” Seth murmured, as he pushed her skirt up around her thighs, his palm hot against her skin as he slowly stroked the inside of her leg.  She bit her lip, closing her eyes and arching against him, reveling in his touch.

His breath moved the soft curls at her neck, his tongue flicking out to taste the tender skin there, the rhythm matching the movement of his fingers as they circled across the smooth satin of her panties, the friction of material against skin threatening instant explosion.  

She lifted her hips, her entire being centered on the sensations he was evoking and the pleasure she knew that it would bring.   But he pulled back, his slow smile taunting her as she struggled to breathe. “Tell me what you want,” he whispered, his voice deepening with his passion.

“You, Seth,” she whispered, anticipation coiling inside her, hot and heavy.  “I want you.”

For a moment their passion stretched taut between them, their eyes locked together, their breathing almost in tandem now.  Then finally, trembling with the sheer power of the feelings he evoked, and unable to wait a second more, she arched her back, welcoming his hands and mouth as he crushed her against him.

He always made her feel like this.  As if anything were possible.  At least in the moment.  She tipped her head, opening her mouth to his.   Their tongues tangling together as they drank each other in.  Each seeking to possess and be possessed.  His fingers circled again against the sensitive skin between her legs, and she swallowed a moan, her body tightening again in anticipation.

With a groan built on desire, he lifted her up onto the foyer credenza, sending a clock crashing in his haste, his need for her laid bare with his kiss.  Passion rose, and she gave it to him freely, wanting him as much as he wanted her. 

His hand brushed against the delicate lace of her blouse, pushing it down from her shoulders until her breasts were bare.  Cupping one with his hand, he ran his thumb across her nipple,  gently at first, then harder, his other hand still resting warm between her legs. 

Gasping with pleasure, she arched back, offering herself to him.  And with a wicked smile, he trailed hot kisses down the slope of her breast, the soft silk of his hair adding torment to the already unbearable heat.

When his lips closed around her nipple, tugging gently, she whispered his name, urging him on.  Sucking softly, he drew her breast farther into his mouth.  Bracing herself on her elbows, she leaned back, her body responding with increasing fervor.

Still licking and teasing her breast, he slid his hand inside her panties, and she trembled as his fingers circled lazily, moving so slowly she thought she might explode from sheer anticipation.  Then, suddenly, he was there, caressing her, stroking her, sending flickers of pleasure pulsing inside her.   With a guttural moan, she arched upward, forcing his fingers deeper, and he obliged, the internal rhythm increasing as he suckled her breast.

His mouth and his hands possessed her, driving her higher and higher, until there was nothing but the feel of him burning inside her.  He moved down, raining kisses along the smooth skin of her abdomen, crossing the divide marked by her now bunched dress, the heat of his lips making her writhe against him.

With amazing finesse he slid down her panties, removing them, lifting her legs over his shoulders as he bent down to take her in his mouth.  With a soft cry, she abandoned all decency, pushing against his head, urging him on, balanced on the edge of a precipice that both enticed and terrified.   She’d never given herself this completely before. 

But Seth had a way of reaching deep inside her carefully constructed reserve and coaxing her to trust him—to let go.  For a moment, she considered retreat, and then his mouth found her, his tongue driving deep inside.  And she was lost on a wave of pure of sensation. 

He tasted her, drinking her in, pulling her soul from her body into his.  Sensation surrounded her, caressing her as his tongue moved in and out, in and out, driving her higher and higher until she screamed his name, reaching to hold him, to anchor herself in the spinning vortex he’d created.

She arched against him, her body vibrating under the power of his touch.  And she knew suddenly that it wasn’t enough to find this heaven.  She wanted more.  She wanted him—inside her.  She wanted him to need her as much as she needed him.

Taking a shuddering breath, she pulled back, and, eyes still glazed with passion, pulled him up, wrapping her legs around him, feeling his hardness pulsing against her heat.  The sensation almost sent her over the edge again, but she knew what she wanted.  She reached for the buttons on his shirt, her fingers trembling with desire as she pulled them free one by one.   With a sigh of pure delight, she pushed his shirt off his shoulders, her breath catching at the sheer beauty of his hardened muscles and velvet skin.  

“The bed…I can’t… I want…please.”  She gasped the words, still shuddering from the intensity of her climax, her desire for him already building again.

Green eyes glittering with passion, Seth swung her up into his arms and in two strides they were through the door and into her bedroom. Releasing her slowly, he stepped back, his eyes ravishing her with the sweep of his hungry gaze as he removed the rest of his clothing.

Then, with a slow smile, she stepped back, reaching behind her to release the clasp of her dress, the black lace and satin sliding against her overheated skin as it pooled at her feet.  For a moment she stood absolutely still, her gaze locked with his, and then with a slow smile, she ran her hands across her breasts and down her stomach, her eyes never leaving his as she moved her fingers lower, and then lower still.

For a moment there was silence as his eyes devoured her.  And then with a mumbled curse, he closed the distance between them, pulling her into his arms and carrying her to the bed, the cool cotton of the sheets a counterpoint to the heat that pulsed between them.

Pushing him back against the sheets, she straddled him, her gaze falling to his erection.  She wanted to taste him as he’d tasted her.   Prove that she could give as good as she’d gotten.  So she bent her head, and delicately ran her tongue along the edge of one nipple, pleased when it tightened under her touch. 

Then she dropped her hand, stroking first the hard ridge of his stomach and then letting her fingers slip lower.  With a crooked smile, she closed her fingers around the hard heat of his penis, the velvety skin moving with her hand.  Up and down. Up and down.  Desire pierced through her, her own need building again, the fire inside her licking at her as she fought to contain it – to keep her focus on pleasuring
him
.  

Pulling him closer, she kissed him, first tracing the line of his teeth with her tongue,
then thrusting it deep inside his mouth, the motion a prelude—a mirror image of things to come.  Then with another wicked grin, she pushed him back onto the bed, sliding down as he rolled toward her, offering himself.

The lights of the city, streaming in from the windows, illuminated the rugged planes of his body, and with a soft sigh, she took him in her mouth, stroking him with her tongue.  Teasing, sucking.   Then circling the base of his erection with her hand, she moved her fingers in time with her mouth in syncopated rhythm.  Slowly at first and then faster and faster, feeling him harden beneath her touch, his pulse blending with
hers as she tasted him.

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