Samari Di Meglio and Blade Madaris are polar opposites – he’s a player and would never dream of being restricted to only one woman and she’s a self-proclaimed “player-hater” who sets guys with dishonorable intentions up and leaves them feeling humiliated and dissatisfied. However, after meeting Sam at his cousin’s wedding, Blade becomes determined for her to become a notch in his bedpost. He only wants her for one thing and one thing only; or so he thinks.
But when a mysterious “secret admirer” sends Sam a beautiful bouquet with a death threat attached, Blade wastes no time in volunteering to be her bodyguard – prompting him to question why he is so concerned about this woman beyond her anatomy, stirring him to address his true feelings for her, and inspiring him to make a sensual confession of his own…
This novel is the 16th book in the Madaris Family and Friends series and Jackson, who is described by Publisher’s Weekly as “prolific” hits the nail on the head in her quest to create a novel that is equal parts sexy and suspenseful.
Excerpt:
He didn’t mean to kiss her. In fact, he had decided after last night that he wouldn’t come within ten feet of her again. But there was something about Samari Di Meglio that got to him on a level no other woman could. She had done more than just get under his skin. She had gotten into other places in his body, as well. Places he didn’t want to think about now.
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Instead he wanted to concentrate on this-the taste of her, the feel of her tongue tangling with his. The sensations of having his mouth locked with hers were invoking within him-those were the things he wanted to focus on. Those were the things so clearly on his mind.
She was a hard nut to crack since she still refused to acknowledge or believe that no matter what she said, her body always told a different story. He’d known the moment she had wanted him, the moment her panties has begun getting wet. He didn’t have to touch them to know it had happened. Her body had emitted a sensuous scent, an aroused scent, one he had come to know and recognize. It was a scent that pushed him to want to take things to another level, such as taste her in the most intimate way. Get inside her body and this time stay there, without any damn interruptions, whether he was wearing a condom or not.
He heard the warning bells going off in his head. They were flashing like crazy, making all kinds of loud noise. But he would deal with all that later. Right now. the only thing he wanted to deal with was this. The tastiest woman he’d ever had the pleasure of devouring.
The soft knock on the door broke them apart. He pulled back reluctantly and breathed in deeply. Then a frown covered his face. Whoever was at that door had better have a good reason for interrupting them.
