Forever Hers by Walters, Ednah (top 50 books to read txt) 📕

giving. A low guttural moan escaped her throat and he echoed it. He reached down, grasped her buttocks and lifted her up higher. Her legs opened and wrapped around his hips. She ground herself against him, telling him what he already suspected. Amy was lusty and would approach sex the way she approached life, boldly and without guile.

He took the necessary steps that brought him to the couch and lowered them down with Amy on top of him. He pushed his hips up, seeking the heat between her legs, his tongue drinking his fill, caressing and showing her what he’d like to do to her.

He ran his hands up her velvet soft thighs, then pushed under her T-shirt to cup her breasts. The lacy, silk cami was no barrier for his hungry hands. He found her nipples hard and inviting. He tweaked them and she cried out.

Another cry echoed it, except it was filled with terror, sending a chill up his spine. They both froze, then they sprung apart and raced toward Raelynn’s bedroom. Amy shot through the doorway first. He paused to flip up the light switch in her bedroom, a shaft falling across Raelynn’s bed.

The little girl sat up in her bed, her eyes wide, her tiny chest rising and falling. “He took me, Mommy. He took me away from you.”

“It was just a bad dream, baby.” Amy gathered her in her arms. “Just a bad dream. You’re okay.”

The child wiggled out of Amy’s arms and launched herself at Eddie. He barely managed to catch her. Shock flashed in Amy’s eyes, then hurt.

Raelynn had decided to trust him, but he wished Amy would too. There was so much about her he still didn’t know, and she wasn’t going to open up about her past unless she trusted him. Without knowing her history with Nolan, the bastard would continue to have an advantage over Eddie. The problem was he had no idea what else to do to earn her trust.

CHAPTER 10

Amy lifted her arm and aimed a jab at Eddie’s solar plexus. He raised the boxing pad and blocked her, but she came at him with her knee, aiming for his private area. He pushed her knee down and caught her arm before she fell on her ass, again.

“Good response, but you have to be faster. When you strike, follow through with a hook. No hesitation and no show of fear. You want to catch your opponent unaware, not give him time to recover. You keep losing your balance because your feet are not anchored properly. Your stance is too narrow.”

She widened her stance and raised her hands.

“Again,” Eddie ordered.

Her skin glittered with sweat and her arms ached. For two days they’ve been practicing, each time lasting an hour or two. He was determined to turn her into a fighting machine, a one-woman army. In fact, it surprised her to learn he’d picked up the boxing gloves and pads from a local sporting goods store.

As for the kiss they’d shared, it was all but forgotten. It still irked her that it hadn’t affected him. His expression, as he’d held and calmed Raelynn in the bedroom, had been cool, gray eyes clear with no hint of the man who had kissed her as though he couldn’t get enough of her. For two days now, he’d been distant, a wall of steel between them. The only time he seemed himself was during chess with Raelynn. Part of her was happy her daughter was learning to trust a man. The other part wished he would smile at her the way he did with Raelynn.

As for touching her, he acted like she was a leper or something. Not that she blamed him. One touch from him and she had lit up like fireworks. Celibacy had turned her into a sexual fiend. Even the fact that he was a cop ceased to matter.

The problem was no matter how often she tried to forget the kiss, little things reminded her of the rush of raw sexual energy she’d felt, the sensual invasion of her, the hard length of him as they’d strained against each other. With a kiss, he had shown her what she’d been missing, took her to a place where she felt exposed and vulnerable, except it was the kind of vulnerability that could shatter a soul if she wasn’t careful.

The sting of her ass meeting the floor sent a jolt through Amy. She blinked and glared at Eddie. “What happened?”

“You’re not concentrating,” he snapped.

“Am too. You pushed me too hard.”

He scowled. “I did not.”

He hadn’t but his attitude bugged her. “You’ve been such a grouch for days, always pushing me. We’ve been at it for two hours already. And yesterday and the day before were even longer. I’m exhausted and my arms are killing me.”

His jaw clenched. “It’s called preparing you.”

“We haven’t heard a peep from Nolan. He’s probably gotten tired of the game or your grouchiness scared him off.”

“That’s what he wants you to think, so he can catch you off guard again.” He pushed his fingers through his hair and nodded. “Okay. Take a break. We’ll continue this evening.”

She wanted to make a snarky comment, but she lacked the energy to fan her frustration. He was tense and crabby, and it was rubbing off on her. He acted as though if he pushed them hard enough, they’d be too exhausted to think about what happened between them. Well, he wasn’t the only who wished they had never kissed.

He turned to put the pads on a shelf, and her gaze went to his ass. The jersey shorts didn’t leave much to the imagination. The man had the greatest ass ever. He turned and his narrowed eyes snared hers.

“Why aren’t you getting up?”

“I love the feel of cold cement on my butt.”

He stared at her as though she’d lost her mind, then chuckled. “You say the craziest things.” He offered her his hand. “Come on. We’ll have