Category: Samantha Chase

Samantha Chase

She longed to find out if the sparks would still be there, if her body would still quiver at his touch. When Rob arrived five o’clock sharp, Jordan had her answer. He climbed out of the truck. Seeing her standing in the doorway, he walked very slowly toward her, like a predator stalking its prey. He was a man on a mission, and Jordan stood frozen to the spot. Rob stopped short in front of her and without any notice, cupped her face, and brought his mouth down on hers.

Samantha Chase

Quinn shucked his jeans but left his boxers on as he crawled on the bed and covered her body – kissing her along the way. “I think one of us is still overdressed,” he murmured. She couldn’t help but tease him. “I was wondering why you left your boxers on.” And then he rested his forehead against hers, closed his eyes, and smiled. “You’re not going to make this easy, are you?” She shook her head. “I was hoping to make it… hard. Very, very hard.