Chapter 14
Jinx was impressed that his apartment was still the way she had left it—clean. She walked over to the sofa and sat down.
“I called the number you left and arranged for someone to come and clean. I appreciate that.”
She shrugged. “You’re a busy person; it only makes sense to have someone do the little things like clean or grocery shopping and laundry, so you can concentrate on more important stuff, liking hunting down the bad guys.”
He sat down next to her. “Tell me what happened at the club. Some of the details are...fuzzy.”
“Sorry about that. I didn’t realize you were holding on to them until it was too late.”
“Tell me.”
She kicked off her shoes, leaned back, and propped her feet on the coffee table. “While you were tangling with the stripper, I noticed two people coming out the back.”
“You should have waited for me.”
“I couldn’t. He would have gotten away. I snuck up behind him and jumped on his back. His girlfriend was trying to hit me with her purse to get me off. I don’t know what she had in it, but it was heavy as hell.”
“I remember,” he said touching his bruised nose tenderly.
She bit her lip to not smile. Drake had really gotten clobbered by Bambi’s huge purse. “Yeah, Roberts shoved me back against the dumpster, that’s how I banged the back of my head. I got a pretty good bump.”
“Let me see.”
She leaned forward and pulled her ponytail out, parting her hair to reveal the bump. Drake touched it tenderly. Jinx felt shivers travel down her back.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No,” she whispered. Jinx turned to him and his face was so close to hers. His warm breath caressed her neck. Her nipples tightened, and she felt her pussy clench with need.
“After an action-packed night like tonight, do you usually feel...restless afterward?”
Drake leaned closer. “Yes, I’ve felt restless...and other things.”
She turned toward him. It was like her body was tuning to his magnetically charged one. Her body was heating up, building a fire inside. “What other things do you feel?”
“Hungry.”
His lips were so close now. She couldn’t look away from him. “We just ate.”
Drake cupped her face, bringing her closer to him and she didn’t have it in her to resist. “It’s not food I’m hungry for.”
Then he kissed her, and the fire inside turned into a raging inferno. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she felt his hands on her hips pulling her over to straddle his lap. Something wild inside of her had broken free. Jinx reached to pull his shirt over his head, needing to get her hands on his body.
Drake was built like a god. Jinx ran her hands over his shoulders, down his chest, caressing his pecs. She pinched his nipples and he growled with desire.
“Clothes off, now!” He snarled, practically ripping her shirt open.
She had on a workout bra, which didn’t have hooks. She could see his frustration at not finding a way to get it off. After pulling the bra off over her head and tossing it the floor, she gasped when his hands immediately went to her breasts. She didn’t have a set of double Ds like Bambi or the stripper at the club but he didn’t seem to mind as he squeezed and massaged them.
“You are so perfect,” he whispered. He lowered his head and took a nipple in his mouth. Strong suctions had her tilting her head back and moaning.
“Oh God, that’s so good.”
He released her with a pop and she was the one to growl this time. “Why are you stopping?”
“Get your pants off, before I rip them off.”
