Title: The Scene Part 3
Series: The Scene #3
Author: Roxy Sloane
Release Date: August 5, 2015
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Blurb
I’m undercover to reveal the truth about my brother’s killer.
A double life. A dangerous game - with a sexy-as-hell man at the other end of the gun.
The stakes are life or death, but I can’t walk away.
This ends tonight.
The final installment of The Scene by Roxy will have you on the edge of your seat waiting for the next shoe to drop.
With Nicole on a mission to find out what happened to her brother and who El Jefe is shes put her life at more risk than she realizes. Xavier is the ever brooding dark, sexy, dangerous man who leaves her loosing all sense of thought when he is around her.
without going in to detail about the book and spoiling it I will say that i try to figure out what could possibly happen next before it does in books like this and sometimes i get it right and sometimes like this book can I be totally wrong. But it was so worth it to sit there with my open just staring at my kindle thinking what the hell did I just read.
Amazing Amazing story and series by Roxy can not wait to read more from her she never disappoints.
With Nicole on a mission to find out what happened to her brother and who El Jefe is shes put her life at more risk than she realizes. Xavier is the ever brooding dark, sexy, dangerous man who leaves her loosing all sense of thought when he is around her.
without going in to detail about the book and spoiling it I will say that i try to figure out what could possibly happen next before it does in books like this and sometimes i get it right and sometimes like this book can I be totally wrong. But it was so worth it to sit there with my open just staring at my kindle thinking what the hell did I just read.
Amazing Amazing story and series by Roxy can not wait to read more from her she never disappoints.
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Xavier reaches out and runs his fingers along the side of my face. I feel the electricity of the contact, even as I try to fight off my hesitation. He leans toward me, going in for another kiss, and a mix of anticipation and dread fills me. My stomach clenches, but then his lips are on mine, velvety soft yet firm. My body responds in spite of my concerns, warming at his touch, the kiss melting away any protests I might have. His tongue plays with mine, a kiss that is both sexual and intimate.
The chemistry between us is so strong, and I feel it more than usual after cutting ties with him. His tongue explores my mouth, and I can't help but think about it exploring the rest of my body. As the kiss continues, Xavier's hands move across my back. I realize my hands are doing the same, running over his shoulders and down his firm arms, as if they're independent of my brain. My body has taken over, and it wants this. Wants him. His touch seems to disconnect the part of my brain that controls logical thinking.
His mouth moves down my neck, and the feel of his mouth on my collarbone, on my cleavage, sends jolts of pleasure between my legs. He leans me back against the couch and starts to pull up my shirt, planting kisses across my abdomen. Each touch of his lips to my bare skin thrills me, and I shiver in anticipation of what's to come. He pulls my shirt off, then pulls the straps of my bra from my shoulders, yanking the bra down so my chest is exposed. He looks at me, pure lust in his eyes. Then his mouth and hands are on my breasts, licking and sucking my nipples. I forget about anything but how amazing it feels. My body is on fire with how much I want him.
I don’t want to think about Eli. I don’t want to consider the possibility that I’m with his murderer, not in this moment. But the thought rises in the back of my mind and refuses to go back under…
The chemistry between us is so strong, and I feel it more than usual after cutting ties with him. His tongue explores my mouth, and I can't help but think about it exploring the rest of my body. As the kiss continues, Xavier's hands move across my back. I realize my hands are doing the same, running over his shoulders and down his firm arms, as if they're independent of my brain. My body has taken over, and it wants this. Wants him. His touch seems to disconnect the part of my brain that controls logical thinking.
His mouth moves down my neck, and the feel of his mouth on my collarbone, on my cleavage, sends jolts of pleasure between my legs. He leans me back against the couch and starts to pull up my shirt, planting kisses across my abdomen. Each touch of his lips to my bare skin thrills me, and I shiver in anticipation of what's to come. He pulls my shirt off, then pulls the straps of my bra from my shoulders, yanking the bra down so my chest is exposed. He looks at me, pure lust in his eyes. Then his mouth and hands are on my breasts, licking and sucking my nipples. I forget about anything but how amazing it feels. My body is on fire with how much I want him.
I don’t want to think about Eli. I don’t want to consider the possibility that I’m with his murderer, not in this moment. But the thought rises in the back of my mind and refuses to go back under…
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