Jared Thomas is a ladies’ man, but when he meets sexy Lucky, he knows she’s worthy of more than just play time. Never has he wanted to keep a woman like he does her. He will make her his wife and mother of his children. There’s only one problem: his past is trying to kill his future.
They have more than communication problems playing havoc with their relationship. With trust issues the size of Texas, these two need to open up to each other. That’s if they can stay alive long enough to try.
There is so much about Milly’s writing that I like, this one is just kinda warm and cuddly.
The kinda read that you snuggle in your blanket with and be like aw…
Jared and lucky and its boom! First sparks fly and the flames just get hotter and hotter. Neither one of them will make it easy for the other though, they both have that once bitten twice shy thing going on for them. Its hard to let go of past relations.
Fresh, fun and hot Jared and Lucky alpha wont just get to act any old kinda way, the sassy wont just accept just because. What happens when just being together isn’t enough? Will the past shadows keep them from committing.
The scenes are hot and sexy, the word play fun and the characters and story engaging. When you need that oh so feel good book, grab Lucky Chase I recommend it along with a fuzzy blanket and a glass of your fav vino. Enjoy.
Her eyes widened. She opened her mouth but said nothing. Tipping the glass, she drank the rest of her champagne. He wondered if she was feeling the effects of the liquor yet. She’d had four glasses.
She sat in front of him, her legs curled under her. Nerves were no longer visible in her gaze. “Okay, but this time let’s make it more fun.”
“Whatever you want, it’s your game.”
“Cool. Strip poker.”
He choked, cursing himself for taking a drink of his champagne at that moment. “Strip poker?”
She nodded. A sensual smile teased her lips. “You know you want to.”
Hell yeah, he wanted to. He didn’t know what caused the change, but he liked this flirty, self-assured version of her.
Once he’d dealt both of them cards, he watched her brow furrow in concentration. Silence reigned. Both picked and discarded cards, until she glanced up, a provocative grin on her lips.
“Full house,” she said triumphantly and showed her cards. Her lips lifted into a full-blown smile. “Let’s see your cards.”
“If you insist.” He displayed his cards for her. “Four of a kind.”
“Shit!” Her eyes went wide with surprise. “I should’ve stuck to blackjack. That’s my game, but no, I had to go change it up.”
He laughed. The sound of her self-recrimination was too funny to ignore. Her gaze lifted, attached to his, and ignited hunger in his veins.
“So…you did lose,” he teased.
She laughed and winked at him. “That I did.”
His cock, which was still rock-hard from their previous kisses, throbbed. With slow grace, she got to her feet and glanced at him. His throat went dry when she brought her hands up to the back of her neck.
He watched and waited. But the top stayed on. She smirked, as if she knew he’d been holding his breath to see her topless. Yeah, he was a sick bastard and couldn’t wait to get her out of her clothes, but he’d known that from the moment he’d laid eyes on her. She glided her hands over her torso, caressing her full breasts, and down to her waist. He gulped.
Oxygen reeled in his chest. Fire crackled between them, raising the bar in his already painful arousal. She slipped her hands under the slits at the side of her skirt and tugged, until he saw a pair of crimson silk bikini panties sliding down her legs. She bent down, displaying her breasts in a bird’s-eye view. It was the first time in his life he’d hoped for a wardrobe malfunction. Her breasts strained the material of her top until he swore they were going to fall out and he’d finally get to see parts of her luscious body he’d been dying to. But they didn’t.
The panties dropped to the carpet and she kicked them his way. He grabbed the damp silk and glanced up at her.
“There’s your first win. Care to go again?”
He’d kill whoever got in his way. But he couldn’t outwardly show his desperate need for her. A man had his pride. Instead, he kept his face neutral and grinned. “It’s your game, sweetheart. I’m more than willing to go on.”
She kneeled in front of him and sat back on her heels. Knowing she had nothing under the slinky skirt was making it damn hard for him to concentrate on his game. He lost the second round because all he wanted was to slide his hands into the slits at the sides of her skirt and caress her thighs, dip into her pussy and find out how wet she was.
Enticing a woman who wasn’t throwing herself at him was an unfamiliar experience. He went for the shirt and undid each button slowly, all the while keeping his gaze fixated on her.
It was hard to keep the pleasure from showing on his face when she peered at him from under her lashes and licked her lips. Temptation propelled him to kiss her again, to touch her and suck her pliant lips.
“Again?” He was used to being sure of himself, but her heated look stroking his body made him want to roar. Now to control his need to make sure he didn’t fill her with his seed all night long and keep her barefoot and pregnant in a kitchen when he wasn’t even sure she’d be interested in a date with him.
Right now, her eyes told him she’d let him do anything he wanted. He would do it all, because in the back of his mind he knew she would one day be his. The mother of his children. Why wait to get that started?