His Word...Destiny ~ Book Three in the Trusted Saga ~ (excerpt)

Title : His Word...Destiny

Book Three in the Trusted Saga

Release date : Available now (purchase link under "Books" heading)

EXCERPT ...

“I’ll drive you back.” And before she could deliver the rejection I knew was on her lips, I added sternly. “And it’s not negotiable, Angelica.” She leaned back heavily in her chair, and sighed in resignation.

“Okay. But just drop me off---don’t come in.”

She was determined that no-one see us together. It pissed me off, even though I knew the reason behind it. I wanted to shout it out from the highest mountain for the whole world to hear. She was mine. All mine.

As we pulled into the parking lot of Smithson’s, I turned the key off, and the engine became silent.

“What are you doing?” she asked cautiously.

“Just saying goodbye, Angelica---don’t panic. I won’t get out of the car,” I smiled at her reassuringly. Reaching over, I grasped the back of her neck. “Now come here so I can say goodbye properly.”

When I touched my lips to hers, it was with the intention of giving her something to hold me over until I saw her again. Granted, it will only be a couple of hours, but it was too long for me after having to sit across from her at lunch, with visions of her little visit last night intruding through my head practically every few minutes.

It was harder still when she moaned so erotically into my mouth when I deepened my kiss. I wanted to devour her right there in the car. I was hard as stone, and uncomfortable as her tongue swept across my lips. That action elicited a groan of my own when my cock swelled even further, if that was at all possible.

I knew if I didn’t let her go now, I wouldn’t be letting her get out of the car at all.

“I’ll see you at six.” Those green eyes of hers had deepened in color, and her lids were heavy with arousal. Jesus. If she didn’t get out now, I wouldn’t be responsible for my actions. “Angelica. Now! Or I’ll start the car, and head to the nearest hotel.” Just to emphasize my point, I grabbed her hand, and placed it in my groin. Her eyes widened when she felt the hard length of me beneath her hand, and she grappled to open the car door with her other hand. She almost used the five seconds I’d silently given her. I turned the ignition on, and started the engine.

She stopped beside the car after she shut the door. But she was doing that damn nail thing I noticed she did. She would constantly flick the third finger nail on each hand with her thumb nails. Flick---flick---flick---flick. It would last no more than fifteen seconds at a time, with the pauses in between a fraction of that, before she’d start again. I’d learned she only did that when she was highly agitated.

She leaned down, and peered at me through the passenger side window. Her face was flushed, leaving her skin glowing with desire. My cock lurched within the restraint of my pants, standing straight to attention. I’m ready. She’s just gonna have to catch up.

I raised an eyebrow, and waited to see if she would rise to the challenge. I saw the corners of her lips move, but she halted it, before it could turn into a smile of any kind.

When her tongue slid along her bottom lip, and she gazed at me with those deep emerald eyes of hers, I unclipped my seatbelt. It retracted to lean comfortably over my shoulder, and her eyes moved following the action. Then I grinned salaciously when I grabbed for the door lever, and pulled. The door clicked open, and in one fluid movement, I got out of the driver’s seat, and twisted my arm out of the restraint.

The look of surprise that came across her face would have been comical had I been in a comedic mood when I strode purposefully around the rear of the car straight in her direction. But all I could think about was having her tightly held across my knee to give her a fucking good spanking for making me so hot, and then fuck her like there was no tomorrow. She wasn’t going back into work.

“What are you doing?” she hissed as she looked wildly around the car park ensuring no-one else was around, and started to back away from me.

“You can’t look at me like that, and expect me to walk away. Get in the car.” She stared wide eyed at me, so I grabbed her elbow. She tried to pull it out of my grasp, but I ensured my hold was firm, while I marched her back to the passenger side door.

“Levi! I have to go back into work.”

I dug my fingers in a little more. Not enough to bruise, but strong enough to advise her against struggling as I turned her around, and pushed her down into the seat after ripping the door open. I reached into the pocket of my trousers, and took out my cell phone, holding it out to her.

“Call Toni. Tell her you’re taking an extended lunch.” Then I shut her in. As she started to talk to Toni, I was already reversing out of the bay. Glancing at the time, I knew I had exactly one hour twenty three minutes before my next meeting was due to begin.

Although in my mind I was already playing out exactly what I was going to do to her when I got her to the Roxby, I was aware enough to notice the silver sedan pulling out in the traffic behind us.

I gave it no more than a cursory glance, until we neared the Roxby. It kept up with us. Discretely, but it was definitely tailing us.

My gut tightened. I knew instinctively their interest lay directly with Angelica. Just like I knew it had Buchanan’s name stamped all over it.

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