Seize (St. Martin Family Saga: Emergency Responders) Book 2: Erotic Romance by Gina Watson Page A

by her mouth. Twisting and squeezing, she worked him until he gasped for breath.
    “Hey, if you don’t stop that, I’m going to come in your mouth.”
    Intense eyes met his as she doubled her efforts, her gaze never leaving his, hands and mouth steadily working his cock. Come erupted from deep within, low in his belly, and curled outward toward his penis. Like a savage he shot long and deep down her throat. It took a while for him to empty. On a gasp he said, “Michaela.” She licked her lips and slowly, so very slowly, licked him clean.
    When she was done, she crawled up to his lap and straddled him. The skin at her back was cold, so he pulled the Afghan from the back of the couch, enveloping the two of them. His forehead touching hers, he kissed her nose.
    “You’re so beautiful.” His hand rested on her cheek. “And that was incredible.”
    She smiled. “Really?”
    “Yeah, baby. Fucking blow my mind incredible.”
    She giggled, and her hands went into his hair. “I want more.”
    “God, so do I. So much more.”
    “What do you want?”
    Bringing their foreheads together again, he pulled her hair into a ponytail at the nape of her neck. “Michaela, my composure around you is waning. I want to be inside you, to be connected and feel your warmth, no ending, no beginning, just one. To feel you gripping and clenching me tight, feel the contractions as you drain my cock while you fall apart around me. I want all of it.”
    “Augie.” Her voice was a whisper. He held his hand out to stop her from saying more.
    “I’m not nice to women. I mean, in the past I haven’t treated them very well. You would regret it eventually.”
    She shrugged. “Maybe you’ve been with the wrong women.”
    He looked away. Was that it? He’d been with the wrong kind of women? The closest thing he’d come to having an actual monogamous relationship was with Gloria. With her he’d proved he could be monogamous, at least for a little while. But then they’d both grown equally antsy and indifferent, just bored, and they’d done a mutual parting of the ways. No harsh words, no tear-filled goodbyes, no desire. Therein lay the problem. After sex, he’d just grow completely bored and ready to move on to the next one in line. The sex club he’d joined in Baton Rouge had helped with that, and nobody expected a commitment. But still sometimes women from the club showed up around town at the bars and clubs he frequented, hoping to hook up with him outside the anonymity offered by the Hoodoo Pot. Clay said his trouble was that he engaged in too much flirtatious conversation with the women beforehand, but how could one have sex with a stranger? Didn’t work for Augie, he needed at least a foundation.
    Mia leaned in and nipped his lip. “Hey, you’re overthinking this again.”
    “I am not,” he said, sounding surlier than he intended. He used the hand raking her back to pull her in close to his chest. She inhaled deeply and sighed, sagging against him, her chin under his.
    “Do you think there’s any chance those men will find us here?” Her voice quivered as a shiver racked her body.
    “There’s always a chance, but if anyone tries to touch you, I’ll kill them.”
    “I’ve been thinking about Evie a lot and what she must have endured.”
    He pulled her back so he could look into her eyes. She in turn searched his face.
    “Hey, all of that’s in the past now. Evie is doing well. She’ll forever be safe; no one will ever hurt her again.”
    Her hitched brow said she doubted him. “I don’t think he intends to stop looking for her. You said he’s a very bad man.” She rubbed the bruised skin on her neck.
    He pulled her wrists to his mouth and kissed the inside of each one. “I don’t know what his game is. I don’t intend to walk away from him unless I’m sure of your and your sister’s safety.”
    Large lilac eyes stared into his. He filed their color into his memory—lilac, the color of her eyes when she was