Excerpt (unedited) ... Lick of Darkness

EXCERPT ... I took a large breath, and blew it out very slowly in an attempt to try and slow my heart beat down. If it thumped any harder, Uncle Frank and Daniel Bannister will be able to hear it. Jesus, calm the fuck down, I chastised myself, swallowing to make my suddenly dry mouth moist again. There was a light rap on the door of Daniel’s office before his blonde-haired personal assistant entered the room, followed by two big burly detectives, and I swallowed again, this time to try and drown the nerves. “Detective Adamson,” her hand waved through the air to indicate the taller of the two with short cropped, military-style black hair, “and Detective Raymond to see you, Mr. Bannister.” My eyes followed her gentle hand sweep in the direction of the shorter one who immediately initiated a pleasant ripple of arousal through my inner walls and a pulsation of awakening in my clit. From where I was sitting, he oozed sex appeal; from his heated bedroom eyes that resembled melted dark chocolate and hair long enough to become ruffled or pulled during hot sex, with a neatly trimmed mustache that would definitely tickle between sensitive inner thighs. Holy fuck. Get a fucking grip. He’s a COP for God’s sake, my conscious screamed at me. I shifted on my seat, crossing my legs at the knee while I tried not to look at him. Daniel got up out of the chair he was sitting in, and walked over to greet them with an extended hand as his assistant backed out of the room and discretely pulled the door shut. “Detectives,” he greeted, quickly shaking both of their hands. “Please, come and take a seat,” he swept his arm in an arc toward the part of his office Uncle Frank and me were sitting in. I sat back in my chair, moving my arms up to rest along the thick armrests. Resisting the urge to clasp my hands over the ends, I schooled my features to one of passive curiosity when both of them trained their intensive gazes straight on me. I didn’t fidget at all under their glaring eyes. I watched the detectives both sit down, choosing the seats that were directly opposite me. Is that to intimidate me? I nervously swallowed again and swung my eyes up to watch Daniel walk in and take his seat. Not shifting uncomfortably under their intense scrutiny was more difficult than I expected. “Let’s get straight down to the point of your visit today, Detectives. What is it that you think my client can help you with?” Daniel asked, and both of them focused on him for a brief second, before they swung back to glare at me. “We would like to talk to Miss McLaughlan about Bryce Caldwell,” Detective Adamson said, turning to speak directly to Daniel. I couldn’t help myself. I snorted, rolled my eyes back, then folded my arms across my chest. Daniel pinned me with a ferocious glare that practically smacked me across the face, and I unfolded my arms, putting my hands in my lap while I cast my eyes down to his trouser-clad knees. Fuck. I wouldn’t ever want to cross him. When I flicked a look back up, I met the full-on stare of his partner, Detective Raymond. When I saw his eyes drift down and focus on my tits for an extended period of time, I brought my arms back up and crossed them over them, bringing his attention back up to my face. I raised one brow at him, and he smirked. I almost snorted again, but quickly choked it before I earned the wrath of Daniel Bannister. “My client was on vacation before Bryce Caldwell was released from Preston Penitentiary, and she only arrived back yesterday. I can’t see what assistance she would be to you, Detectives,” Daniel said, including the Detective who was checking me out while he was watching my reactions to what was being said. “Detective Raymond?” Daniel leaned forward, a stern look on his face. When Detective Raymond pulled his eyes away from me, he slowly looked around and faced Daniel. “Highly inappropriate,” he growled intensely, holding his gaze and calling him out for undressing me in his mind. All he did was shrug his shoulders up and smirk. Oh, fuck. My thighs were clenching and unclenching on a regular basis, and I felt the slight dripping arousal beginning to coat over my inner thighs. Detective Raymond’s hotter than Daniel Bannister. I could be persuaded to try a daddy fetish with either one of them, really … or both of them together … wouldn’t that be something. “Rozalynne,” Uncle Frank whispered and gently shoved my shoulder closest to him with his hand. “Pay attention,” he growled under his breath, much like Daniel Bannister had just done to the hot as fuck detective. © Copyright Carol Delmornay 2019 All Rights Reserved. Pic Credit : Google Images