Heroine: Erin Coffey. Brand new nurse. First job is in a dangerous psych ward in a run down town. The big, scarred orderly she meets makes her nursing scrubs tingle.

Hero: Kelly Robak. Big, scarred orderly. He is kind and even gentle with Erin when she first starts working. Then he decides he wants her in his bed…and as he tells her, when his needs aren’t met, he gets grouchy.

Kelly’s hand slipped from my breast and he leaned in close. “Turn over.”

The words sounded ominous in his deep, dark voice, but I did as he said. A strong hand settled me against him on our sides, his chest melting my back muscles like butter. I felt his cock just below my butt, hard and hot through his underwear and my pajamas. He stroked my thigh, kneaded it, then coaxed it up. His mouth brushed the back of my neck; soft, slow kisses fogging my brain so thoroughly I didn’t protest as his hand crept closer, closer. His palm slid over my mound, cupping me, the other hand tucked beneath my ribs. Something in his touch told me to trust him, so I let him hold me, feeling warm and fragile and protected, a captured bird.

He told me things without uttering a syllable. The kisses behind my ear said, You’ll give me anything I want tonight. The palm heating my sex added, And anything you don’t offer, I’ll take. Promises, not warnings. I’d always been a girl whose spine stiffened the second she felt a man trying to sweet-talk or pressure her, but not with Kelly. Had to be the voice, or maybe the hard length of him pressed to my ass. One dose of Kelly and I went docile, welcoming the surrender.

He plucked at my hem, and without thought, I helped him take my shirt off. There was cool air on my bare skin, then the hot whisper of Kelly’s lips across my shoulder. I shut my eyes as he freed the bow of my pajamas, slackened the waistband with a tug.

You hadn’t even kissed him twenty minutes ago, and now you’re going to let him touch you? Down there?

Fucking right.

A little bit later…

“Don’t look at me like that,” I warned him, the beer making me bold.

“Look at you how?”

“Like I’m wearing edible underwear, and there’s a place card in my panties with your name on it.” He leaned in closer, and God help me, I could smell him. He smelled like beer and sin and rumpled sheets, like every bad decision I’d never made, with a whiskey chaser. His eyes were steady. Cold as ice, hot and dangerous as a brush fire. “What?”

“Come to my place, some weekend.” His voice was low and deadly serious.

“What for?”

“Sex.”

I snorted. “Don’t be coy, now, Kel. Spell it out for me.”

“Come to my place and be mine. For a weekend.”

Now you have to read the rest to find out if she goes. *grins*

After Hours by Cara McKenna – Releases this Tuesday, April 16th.

It’s really good! Very sexy and Erin and Kelly have such good chemistry and sexual tension.  I will have a review this week.

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