Monday, June 17, 2013

TELL ME NO LIES by Vanessa Devereaux

TELL ME NO LIES by Vanessa Devereaux

Aiden McDermott returned to Spring Valley to pursue his dream job of being the town’s sheriff. When he’s woken in the middle of the night and told some remains have been unearthed, he knows the only outstanding missing person case is that of Ruby Connolly.

Aiden has a history with the Connolly family, some good and some bad. One of the bad things included hurting Christina Connolly in the worse possible way. Christina is now an attorney and also back in Spring Valley. Can they put their differences aside and work together to find a killer who’s been walking free for a decade? And while doing so can they rekindle their love and prove that everyone deserves a second chance?


Aiden suddenly walked over to her, pulling her in close to him, taking her by complete surprise. In fact, it almost knocked her off her feet.

“You wanted me to kiss you that night, didn’t you?” he whispered.

She didn’t have to ask him what night he was referring to because she knew.

“Why didn’t you?” she asked.

“Because I was an asshole. And I want to make it up to you, right now. That’s if you’ll let me.”

He pulled her in even closer, his belt buckle nudging her navel, his erection spearing the bone above her sex. If she let him kiss her then it could be the start of something she might regret…probably would.

She’d get involved with him only to figure out that his dad had been right, they weren’t really suited to one another because their worlds were so far apart. Neither of them could run away this time, and it would be embarrassing bumping into one another for what could be the rest of their lives.

That was the rational side of her having its say. The irrational side also wanted to put in its two cents' worth.

It would be downright fun, and she wanted him to kiss her like nothing else she’d ever craved in her life. And after all, it was just a kiss, right?

She outlined his lips with her finger, anticipating how sweet and soft they’d be on hers. He edged toward her. This was it. The kiss she’d waited for what had seemed like a lifetime to get.

He put his arms around her, his cock cutting into her belly as his lips brushed hers, and then with more urgency, he pressed them harder against her mouth.

Christina wrapped her arms around his neck, wanting to, no, having to, because she was suddenly dizzy, not believing that this was finally happening.

All the time she’d just been Bree’s best buddy and while she’d hung out at the McDermott’s house she’d seen him, watched him with his friends, spied on him watching a movie and eating popcorn, even crept up the stairs to see him heading out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist. She’d always gone home and fantasized that one day he’d see her for more than just his sister’s friend. A potential girlfriend; wife even. That’s why she’d agreed so willingly for him to take her into the summer house that night and for them to have sex.

It wasn’t until they’d gotten down to business that she’d realized that he was very drunk and that sex and making love were two very different things. He’d just wanted to fuck her and she’d never gotten that kiss…until now.

And it was everything she knew it would be as his tongue glided over her bottom lip and then sneaked into her mouth that she’d opened a few seconds ago for him to explore. Their tongues dueled, her pants grew damp and her pussy throbbed. She ran her fingers over the back of his shirt collar and the ends of his hair.

She playfully bit his tongue, making his cock jerk against her tummy. He tugged at her blouse, pulling it out from his jeans she was wearing. His hand instantly crept up inside it, its palm resting flat against her skin. She did the same with his shirt, repeating his action with her own hand, longing to pull down his fly, wanting to do what she hadn’t been given the opportunity to do that night. To feel his cock and see how hard she could turn it with just her touch.

He took her by surprise yet again by pulling away.

Aiden placed his hands either side of her face.

“Not like this, not in some manure laden stable,” he whispered. “Let’s not repeat my previous lack of judgment.”

Christina came back to earth with a jolt. She wanted him to take her right here, right now, but he was correct in thinking this wasn’t the place or time.

“I’m going to buy myself a horse, we’re going to drive back to my place, and if you let me, I’m going to make love to you,” he said.


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