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do his bidding.
But he d lost his congressional seat after the trial.
Nearly lost his fortune in the legal battles over the years.
He would have lost it all, if it hadn t been for his other son. Austin has saved him.
Austin was the only good thing he had left.
Because Claire took my life away.
Uh, sir, I read the newspaper articles. Ethan tried to kill Claire
The bastard dared to say that to him? Because he couldn t live with what she d made
him do! Ethan told me the truth. He couldn t stand what she d done, how she d used
him, and he was just trying to stop her from hurting anyone else.
Claire Kramer. Not some sweet innocent girl. She was a lying, manipulative whore
who d destroyed his boy.
It was a good thing Colby s wife hadn t lived to see the tragedy that hit his son. But
Lily had died when Ethan was just three years old. She d slipped from Colby s life too
soon. His perfect Lily gone.
Lily was in the ground, but Claire Kramer was still walking around, living the high
life. That was so unfair.
His hands were shaking. His gut twisting. He yanked out his phone. Vincent was a
damn idiot. He didn t understand anything.
Colby s call was answered on the second ring. You were right, Colby said, the words
heaving out of him. She was here. York brought her here. The bastard is probably
screwing her.
Because Claire always used her body to get just what she wanted.
The tremor in his hands got worse as his rage swelled. It can t go on any longer,
Colby said. I m going to make sure she suffers.
As his boy suffered, every damn day in that prison cell.
Ethan had nothing.
Claire deserved the same fate.
***
Noah s hand lifted and curved around Claire s chin. You need to be very sure. There
will be no going back.
There wasn t any place for her to go back to.
I want to be with you. Her words were the truth. She wanted him for tonight
because tomorrow, well, then she d begin running again.
A new city.
A new job.
Maybe this time, it would take Colby Harrison longer to find her.
Maybe.
He leaned toward her. I m going to make you scream for me.
She shook her head. She wasn t the screaming type. Ethan had fumbled with her in
the dark, and it had hurt, but she knew there had to be more to sex than rough touches.
Others found pleasure in the act. She would, too.
I want the pleasure.
But Claire didn t think she d scream. Not even for a lover like Noah.
Yes, I will. His lips pressed to hers.
Her eyes closed. She leaned into him.
His tongue glided over her lips. Into her mouth. Noah knew how to use his tongue so
well. He wasn t wet or rough. He was& savoring her.
She wanted to devour him.
His hands slid over her shoulders. Touched the straps of her dress.
Then the dress was sliding down to pool at her feet.
And he was kissing his way along the line of her jaw. Down her throat. Over the pulse
that raced so frantically. His tongue licked over her skin. She felt the light score of his
teeth on her.
Claire gasped.
Like that?
She liked everything that he was doing.
What I like& Noah muttered, desire heavy in his voice. I like the fact that you
didn t wear a bra. Claire, I like that a lot.
A bra wouldn t have fit under the bodice of that dress and
He eased away from her. Stared down at her. The lights in the suite were on, shining
all around them. There was no darkness.
There was only Noah.
So perfect. He lifted his hand. Caressed her right breast. Her nipples were hard.
Aching. And his touch sent a surge of arousal straight to her sex.
I m wet for him. Already.
She reached out to Noah. I need you now. Her fingers fumbled with his belt.
Noah, we can
No. He caught her hands. Not yet. He pushed her hands back to her sides. I m
just getting started with you.
Sex with Ethan had been fast. So quick. In the back of a car or
Claire.
Her lashes lifted.
Claire, I m going to give you so much pleasure you won t ever think of anyone else.
Then he lifted her into his arms. The move surprised her and she grabbed tightly to him.
But he didn t carry her far. Just a few steps. Closer to the window. To the big, leather
couch that waited right beside that glass.
He spread her out on the couch. She started to cover her breasts, but he caught her
wrists. Lifted them above her head. Don t move them. He swallowed. His gaze burned
her. You look sexy that way.
She d been hurt badly in Chicago, and she bore the scar from that attack, but Noah
didn t seem to see it at all as he gazed at her. Noah didn t seem to pay much attention to
any of her scars.
I m the one who can t see past them.
But Claire shoved her doubts away right then. She was going to have this moment
with him. No matter what& I ll have this.
She still had on her black panties. Panties that she d picked up back in New York
before their flight had left. And she wore her heels. Heels that were higher than anything
she d worn before.
Noah bent his head. His lips closed around her breast. He licked. Sucked.
Claire arched against him. She wanted to grab onto him and hold tightly, but she
didn t move her hands. She kept them above her head, fisted.
His fingers worked her other breast. Lightly tugging at the nipple. Stroking her. Her
hips arched again, helplessly. She felt so empty, and she wanted Noah to fill her. She
wanted him to thrust deep inside of her.
Then she could pretend that she was just like every other woman. Having sex with
her lover. Enjoying pleasure.
With me, Claire.
His hand slid over the plane of her stomach. Down, down his fingers went until he
was at the edge of her panties.
Her eyes were on his hand.
If I pull these off, they ll just get stuck on your shoes, he murmured. So&
He ripped her panties. Tore them in two and tossed the scraps away.
That s what I wanted. His fingers slid between her folds. Ah, baby, you re so ready
for me.
He positioned his body between her legs. He d thrust into her soon, she was sure of it.
He d
He slid a finger into her.
Claire jerked toward him.
So tight. You re going to drive me out of my mind.
He was already driving her out of hers.
But you have to be burning up. You have to need me more than breath. He
withdrew his finger. Moved her legs farther apart. The couch was massive, so there was
easily room for them both on it and he was he was
Noah put his mouth on her.
Claire flinched. She hadn t expected that move. Her hands flew down to his
shoulders.
No, Claire, the words growled against the most sensitive part of her body. Hands
up.
Then his tongue, that wonderful, wicked tongue of his, stroked her. Slid over her. Slid
into her.
Her hands flew back up and locked around one of the pillows on the couch. Her hips
were arching, so he grabbed them and held them tightly. And he kept tasting her.
Licking her. Kissing her. Taking her breath away as she gasped.
Every muscle in her body seemed to tense. Claire heard herself crying out Noah s
name.
Her release was close. She could feel it. No roughness. No fast groping.
This was sex. This was what it should be like. Hot. Consuming.
His tongue thrust into her.
Claire screamed when the climax hit her. Her eyes squeezed shut, and her body
bucked beneath him. The pleasure rolled through her, seeming to crest again and again,
and Claire shuddered with the powerful release.
That s a good start.
Her eyelashes lifted. Her breath heaved out.
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