Saturday, February 7, 2015

Hard To Come by by Laura Kaye

Hard Ink #3
The men are trying to figure out how to find Garza when Marz gets some info on the internet.  They find out Garza has a mom and sister in the area. Marz and Beckett go to Annapolis to check out the sister, Emilie. He follows her into a coffee shop and starts talking to her, while Beckett is at her house. They find a stash in her basement so Marz is taking her out to dinner while the team gets the stuff out of her basement.
Emilie is worried about her brother because he is acting crazy and scaring her. He hasn't been right since he got out of the army. She meets a fabulous looking man at the coffee shop. She thinks about him all day and then finds him outside of her office building after work. He convinces her to go to dinner with him.They have a great time. She is attracted to him. They make a date for later in the week when she comes to Baltimore to counsel some people.
Marz really feels for Emilie but what will happen when she finds out that he met her to find her brother, who is now suspected of killing some people? Does Emilie have feelings for Marz? He's been alone his whole life.

I loved this book. Marz is a great guy.

From the author:
Caught between desire and loyalty…
Derek DiMarzio would do anything for the members of his disgraced Special Forces team—sacrifice his body, help a former teammate with a covert operation to restore their honor, and even go behind enemy lines. He just never expected to want the beautiful woman he found there.
When a sexy stranger asks questions about her brother, Emilie Garza is torn between loyalty to the brother she once idolized and fear of the war-changed man he’s become. Derek’s easy smile and quiet strength tempt Emilie to open up, igniting the desire between them and leading Derek to crave a woman he shouldn’t trust.
As the team’s investigation reveals how powerful their enemies are, Derek and Emilie must prove where their loyalties lie before hearts are broken and lives are lost. Because love is too hard to come by to let slip away…

Marz came up close behind Emilie and braced his hands on the railing beside hers. The position brought his front up tight against her back. The contact sent an electric jolt through his body. Marz was playing with fire. He damn well knew he was. But that didn’t make him want to pull away. 

He just wanted more of the heat. 

Marz nuzzled the side of her face with his nose, his lips. “Emilie,” he whispered. 

She turned her face toward him and offered her lips. 

He couldn’t refuse. 

Capturing her mouth on a tortured groan, Marz poured every ounce of his longing and confusion and desire into the kiss. They grasped at each other and Emilie turned in his arms. He pinned her against the railing and planted his hands in her hair. She opened to him and accepted his tongue, sucking him in until Marz’s blood ran hot and his hard-on ached. He ground himself against her and devoured every little moan and whimper and gasp she spilled. 

Trailing kisses from her mouth to her jaw to her ear, Marz dragged a hand down her body and grasped her breast in his palm. She cried out and her head dropped back, drawing his mouth to her neck, where he licked and sucked and nipped as he kneaded her soft flesh. “You are so damn sexy.” 

Her hand flew to his hair and grasped the back of his head. “Touch me,” she said. “Don’t stop touching me.” 

Marz pulled away long enough to do a three-sixty scan. The lighthouse cast a dark shadow over them, and the pier was otherwise empty. His heart raced and his pulse hammered. He dove back in, trailing kisses down her neck to her collarbone, which he traced with his tongue. Her nails scratched deliciously at his scalp and her grip urged him down. 

Through the thin material of her blouse and bra, he mouthed and flicked at her nipple. He shifted the deep vee of the neckline to reveal a lacy royal blue bra. He tongued her through the lace until she was panting and moaning and writhing against the railing.

Read more here.
Read Chapter 1 @goodreads.

Pages: 365
Published: 2014

No comments: