Love in the Cards (Whole Lotta Love #1)
“His shirt stuck to his chest, his jeans were uncomfortably tight and Deuce swore beneath his breath as the damned lock refused to work.“Goddamn stupid piece of—”“Oh for chrissake, here…let me do it.” She wrenched the card from his hand, slid it downward and clicked the door open. Then smirked.Deuce narrowed his eyes. “Don’t say a word. Not a frickin’ word, okay?”Silent as the grave, Maggie strolled into the room. Her eyes danced with mirth, but wisely she kept her mouth shut.He let the door slam closed behind him and grabbed a fresh shirt and jeans from the closet. “I’ll be right back.”“Take your time.” She walked over to the small table in the generic hotel room and idly picked up the deck of cards that sat next to the water glass and the telephone notepad. As Deuce headed into the bathroom he saw her lay out a hand of solitaire.Damned if she was gonna play alone tonight. But he would take his time. He liked to take his time…he’d explore her slowly, get her all hot and bothered and t...hen make her shiver and shudder on the brink until he was ready to let her come.Hell yeah.Stripping off his sodden shirt, he acknowledged the truth.MoreLess
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