Evidence of Desire by Lexi Blake
A Courting Justice Novel
Coming January 8, 2019
A fast-paced
contemporary romance that sizzles from the New York Times bestselling
author of Order of Protection where passion for the law isn't the only
thing heating up the courtroom.
Isla
Shayne knows she's in over her head. As former all-star linebacker Trey Adams's
personal lawyer, she's used to handling his business dealings and private
financial matters, not murder charges. She needs to find an experienced
criminal attorney who speaks her client's language. David Cormack of Garrison,
Cormack and Lawless is exactly what she needs in the courtroom—and the only man
she wants in the bedroom.
For
David, taking on the Adams case means diving back into a world he thought he'd
left behind and colliding head on with tragic possibilities he's in no mood to
face. There's a reason professional football is in his past and no matter how
close Isla gets to the truth he intends to leave it there.
But
long days working on the case together lead to hot nights in each other's arms.
As their feelings grow, the case takes a deadly twist that could change the
game between the two lovers forever.
Isla couldn’t believe she was doing
this, but the minute she got a good look at David Cormack without his suit on
she knew there was no going back. She’d been ready to make a pot of tea and
wait for him to come out of the shower when Erin Taggart had appeared in the
kitchen.
“Not jumping his bones, then?” she’d
asked as she dragged a bottle of water out of the fridge.
“He wants to take it slow.” She was
aware of how disappointed she’d sounded.
“No man who looks at a woman the way
that one looks at you wants to take things slow. He’s scared you’re too good
for him or something stupid like that,” she said. “I should know. I held off my
gorgeous hottie for way too long because he was a tiny bit younger than me.
Don’t waste time. Take command. And then when he’s all in, give that control
up. That always works for me. ’Night.”
There was something in the way the
redhead smiled, something intimate and soft. Something Isla wanted for herself
again. She’d had it as a girl with Austin. She wanted to know how it felt to have
that connection as a woman.
So she’d made the decision. Maybe for
the first time in her life, she’d genuinely made the decision to be brave, to
go after what she wanted with a singular purpose, to put herself out there and
see if she was bait enough to catch the one fish she wanted.
Though first she needed some fishing
gear. According to Noah, that was in the nightstand drawer.
She’d stepped in and taken off her
clothes. All in. Just like a poker game. If he refused to play, she would be
devastated and potentially never be able to face the man again, but she’d felt
almost compelled to undress and walk to the entry of that sexy natural stone
shower. She’d stood there and looked, really looked at David Cormack. He’d been
turned away from her, his back on full display. He was beautifully male, his
muscles defined by years of athleticism. His back was strong, his butt
practically perfect, and he was held up with strong legs. But his head hung low
and she could swear she felt how lonely he was.
She hadn’t realized how lonely she was
until she’d met him. “David?”
He started, every muscle tensing, and
then he turned, though he mostly moved his torso as though trying to keep his
private parts private. His eyes latched onto her, but he didn’t say a word.
Oh, she wanted to run. He was far too
gorgeous. She wasn’t in his league. She knew she was attractive, but she wasn’t
even close to being in the same condition he was in. He’d been an elite athlete
and he’d obviously never stopped working out. She could stand to lose a few
pounds.
And if those pounds and the roundness
of her hips ran him off, then so be it. She was done sitting around and hoping
she got what she wanted. At least she would know. “I don’t want to go slow.”
For a second, she was almost sure he
would tell her to go. Then he turned and he was standing there in his full
glory, as though let- ting her see what he had to offer. When she simply
stared, he crossed the space between them and, without a word, his hands cupped
her face and his mouth was on hers.
The minute they touched, something
sparked to life inside her, something wild she’d never felt before. It seemed
to start in her toes, making them curl as the sensation rushed through her
system. Heat and anticipation and pure joy.
It had been forever since a man kissed
her like this. Maybe never. The only thing that compared was the sweet high
school fumbling between her and Austin. He’d been eager, but he had no idea
what he was doing.
David Cormack knew how to kiss. He
mastered her mouth with his, soft when he needed to be and then rough, sending
a thrill through her system that burned a path straight to her pussy. He
brushed his lips against hers and then zeroed in on her lower lip, biting
gently and sucking briefly before another soft kiss allowed her to breathe
again. And then when she was ready to beg, his tongue surged in, rubbing soft
velvet against her own.
“Tell me you’re sure,” he said against
her mouth as his hands moved down.
“I’m sure,” she replied with a breathy
whisper. He could throw her up against the side of the shower and take her then
and there and she would be perfectly satisfied.
“Because there’s no going back. I’ve
been a good boy up until this point. I’ve been civilized, Isla. I’ve played the
gentleman around you, but if you let me in, I’ll invade and you’ll see the real
man under- neath the suit. I’ll be demanding and overly protective and I’ll
want you every fucking minute of the day.”
And that was bad, how? She’d been on
the outside looking in for so long, the idea of being someone’s center, being the
person for him, made her heart ache with longing. “Please touch me, David.
I want the real you, every dirty, possessive part of you.”
His hands found her hips and he
dragged her against him, their bodies coming together for the first time. He
was warm, his skin soft over the steel of his muscular body.
She took a moment, letting her arms
wrap around him, her breasts against his chest, that hard erection of his
cradled to her belly. This was sweet intimacy. Yes, it would lead to something
wild, but for a moment she basked in the comfort of another body against hers.
He stepped back, taking her with him
and bringing them into the warmth of the shower. He seemed to understand she
needed a moment, and he followed her lead perfectly. One hand held her to him
while the other smoothed back her now-wet hair as he brushed light kisses over
her forehead and down to her nose, lavishing her with affection she’d been
starved without. He stood like that with her, learning her body with his hands
and mouth.
“See,” he said with the sexiest chuckle
as he leaned over and ran his tongue along the shell of her ear. “We’re still
taking it slow. I could do this for hours and I haven’t even gotten to your
tasty parts yet. You’re sweet, Isla. I could eat you up. Are you going to let
me eat you up?”
She nodded.
One hand tangled in her
hair, gently drawing her back and forc- ing her to look up at him. His eyes
were hot, his jaw tight with arousal. “Talk to me. I won’t let you disconnect
from me when we’re intimate. Tell me. ‘‘Yes, David, I want you to eat me up.’”
ABOUT LEXI BLAKE
NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn't until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.
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