Tempting Alibi

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Authors: Savannah Stuart
even his teenage rebellions had been partly just to
    survive. Each car he’d stolen all those years ago was so he could get to the grocery store
    and buy food for him and the old man.
    “Want me to drive?” Michaela’s quiet question jerked him back to reality.
    He glanced down at the petite redhead who’d gotten under his skin in a bad way
    and shook his head. “No, but thank you.”
    “You okay?” she asked as he held open the passenger door for her.
    “I’m fine. I promise.” He dropped a quick kiss on her lips before shutting the door
    and rounding to the driver’s side.
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    Maybe he wasn’t exactly fine, but he’d deal with it. He’d lived the past couple years
    like he didn’t have a father. Now he wouldn’t have to pretend anymore.

    Michaela played with the strap of her purse as Scott held open her front door and
    let her step inside. He hadn’t said much on the ride back from the hospital. Not that
    she’d really expected him to.
    She risked a quick glance at him as he shrugged out of his coat. His face was once
    again a mask. He might try to hide his pain but she knew better. More than anything
    she wanted to do something to make him feel better.
    “I’m going to make sure your back door is locked and everything’s put up,” Scott
    said before disappearing down the short hallway.
    She started to follow him then changed her mind. After slipping off her boots and
    socks, she shimmied out of her jeans and left them in the middle of the foyer. As she
    ascended the stairs, she stripped her top off, her bra, then her panties.
    The trail led directly to her bathroom.
    She turned the shower to almost-steaming hot then stepped under it. Closing her
    eyes, she stepped under the pulsing jets. As the water rushed over her, the steam rose,
    filling the enclosed space and creating an even more intimate atmosphere.
    Without opening her eyes, she knew she wasn’t alone any longer. If Scott was
    anything, he was certainly stealthy. Like a jungle cat. What she’d thought of as shy
    before was really his quiet nature.
    The man was a hunter and she very much enjoyed being his prey.
    Big, strong hands settled on her hips. She smiled when she felt his warm lips press
    against her neck but she still didn’t open her eyes. She simply enjoyed the sensation of
    his mouth on her skin.
    Scott shifted closer so his cock pressed against her stomach. She could feel the cover
    of the condom and grinned. Good.
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    “Tell me what you want.” His mouth was close to her ear now. The warm breath
    sent a shiver curling through her.
    If her nipples weren’t already rock hard, they would be after a dose of his deep
    voice. She wasn’t sure what it was but whenever he spoke, her nipples woke up and
    paid attention. Maybe because he didn’t do it often. Or more likely because something
    about the way he talked rolled over her like warm butter.
    “I’m waiting,” he whispered.
    “Touch me.”
    “Where?” Now he whispered into her other ear. She hadn’t even heard or felt him
    move. Damn, the man was good.
    She opened her eyes and found herself staring at a wall of muscle. Rivulets of water
    streamed over his hard, muscular chest, creating little rivers. She leaned forward and
    kissed one of his nipples. “Between my legs,” she whispered against his skin.
    He cupped her mound but didn’t make a move to do anything else.
    “Are you being intentionally difficult?” she murmured.
    “Tell me what you want.” His finger moved slightly against her pussy but he didn’t
    make a move to penetrate.
    Fine. He wanted to know. She’d tell him. “I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.
    My body’s so hot right now I feel as if I could explode. Make me come, Scott. Long and
    hard.”
    Her words set him off. He growled something inaudible against her neck before
    kissing and sucking on her soft skin. His teasing was harder this time. It was sure to
    leave marks. She smiled at the

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