If you can not do the time do not do the crime!
Las Vegas Detective Lindow Woods assigned to the Narcotics Division, takes his job very seriously. He believes if you do the crime you should do the time. So, he gets pissed off when she, his ideal woman, strolls into the courtroom. He didn't want to be attracted to her, but he can't help it. She was everything he wanted in a woman: beautiful, intelligent and damn hot. He had never been blindsided by a woman until now.
Spunky attorney Daria Jacobs has never backed down from any case. She loves to win and agrees to take on her cousin's case in Las Vegas to help him out of a crime he wasn't guilty of. Yet, she wasn't prepared for fireworks that happen when she meets Detective Woods.
Who will be policing who? The detective or the attorney?
He looked down at the finger touching his chest and he knew that he shouldn't do what he was thinking, but he needed to ease the stress they were both feeling. Wrapping his arm around Daria's wrist, he tugged her to him and without giving her time to think he captured her mouth with his.
White hot desire raced through his blood at the sweetness of Daria's mouth. It was so pure that he almost lost his grip on her. He had kissed a lot of women in his past, but none of them made his body tingling.
Using his tongue he made long sweeping, swirling motions inside Daria's mouth trying to draw the response he wanted from her. His mind raced with several different emotions from her taste to pleasure to gaining satisfaction. He wasn't wrong, she did taste as good as she looked.
Wanting more, he eased her closer to his throbbing cock hoping to alleviate some of the ache. Lindow was perfectly content to go on kissing her forever, unlike Daria who was fighting the deeper emotions growing between them. He wanted to work his charm on her, but she wasn't having it.
"Daria, do you know how much I want you?" He breathed against her lips. "I have dreamt about this since I first laid eyes on you in the courtroom. Baby, tell me you feel the same way."
Separating their mouths Daria shoved him away from her, "What are you doing?" She murmured pressing the tips of her fingers to her mouth.
He wiped her lipstick from his mouth liking the faint taste of watermelon that lingered there and her spark of temper was making him hotter. "I usually do what I want, and Daria I had the most uncontrollable urge to kiss your full lips. I know you enjoyed it as much as I did, sweetheart."