It's been years since Seattle cop Jessica Hammond thought of the boy who broke her heart in high school. So when she is caught in a hail of bullets and facing certain death, she has no idea why it's Nathan's face that flashes into her mind as she prepares to die. Jessica survives unharmed and is deeply unsettled by the experience. Desperate to escape her thoughts, she jumps on a plane to Vegas.
The intrigue deepens when she discovers that Nathan is also there, performing his New Age magic act in a large casino. Drawn to the show, she is mesmerized by him. When Nathan takes her to his bed and unleashes a different kind of magic, Jessica knows that the fates brought them together. But Nathan can't protect her from the curse of his heritage and Jessica soon learns that loving him could take her life.
"Open your eyes."
His husky plea cut through the fog of lust clouding my brain and I obeyed him without hesitation. My reward was witnessing proof of how much I was affecting him. Nathan's beautiful face wore an expression of such rapturous awe that seeing it made me feel powerful and sensual. He thrust into me again, and I fought to hold his gaze as he sank in to the hilt.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and barely let him withdraw. Breathless as he rocked into me over and over again, I lifted my hips to match his movements, pushing back against him as hard as I could. My hands latched onto his hair, holding his mouth to mine, our lips locked in a kiss so intimate that I only breathed in when he breathed out. Nathan's essence seeped into my very soul and I couldn’t taste enough of him or get close enough. When he moved his hands, my neglected flesh missed them instantly even as some new part of me thrilled at what he'd begun to do.
Nathan rolled on to his back, taking me with him, and I reared up over him, splaying my hands against his chest as I sat on his erection.
Nathan gasped. "God Jess! You're so wet...so tight and wet."
I rode him hard and fast, frustrated and aroused in equal part. I wanted to be driving myself to orgasm above him, but I wanted his mouth on me too. When I leaned forward to kiss him, I couldn't run my nails over his strong thighs or take him in as deeply as I needed to. I craved the feel of his hands on my hips, lifting me up and pushing me down in time with his thrusts, but I also wanted his touch on my nipples and breasts.
Remember my touch. Feel me where you need me to be.
I heard Nathan's voice but I knew he couldn't have said the words. His ragged panting had intensified, his cries echoing around the room and I realized that my brain, not my ears, had heard the command.
Where do you need to feel me Jess? Do you want my mouth on your breasts, gently grazing your nipples with my teeth?
"Yes..." I said out loud.
Can you feel my fingers on your clit as I rub you hard and fast, just the way you like it?
"Oh Nathan...Nathan!" I screamed when my inner walls began to spasm around his cock as my bud reacted to his touch. Nathan's orgasm started too, his fingers biting into my hips as he drove me down onto his hard shaft time and time again.
"Can you feel me?" he gasped, the muscles in his abdomen rippling and quivering beneath my hands as he surged into me again and again. I fell forward, groaning and writhing at the exquisite spasms rippling through my body, caused by his penis buried deep inside me, and the very real sensation of his fingers on my clitoris and his mouth on my breasts.
When my orgasm subsided, leaving me weak and spent and laying on Nathan's heaving chest, he wrapped his arms around me and stroked my hair, whispering that I should sleep. And I did...for a while.