Book 2 of the Black Dragon Series
Dragon Center agent, Dee Butterfield, finally has the job she's always longed for. On her first assignment, her job is to protect sculptor, Scott VanHorn. His rich dragon blood tempts her into an affair that could not only jeopardize her career but possibly her life.
Determined to find out who killed his best friend, Scott poses as a struggling artist to help the Dragon Center investigate a corrupt art dealer. He has ulterior motives for requesting Dee as his protector, getting her in his bed not the least of them. However, Scott soon realizes his mistake.
When the mission becomes more dangerous than either of them anticipate, Scott's black dragon blood stirs to protect Dee while hers calls for retribution.
His lips slid along the curve of her earlobe. He nibbled and toyed with her tender flesh. Hope pooled and seeped between her thighs. Thoughts of kissing him flooded her head with erotic ideas.
"Wanting you doesn't discount the need to find the swindler." He shifted back and twirled her around to search her face. "Is your level of dragon blood as high as Amanda's?"
Her hands caressed the strong barrier of his chest. She enjoyed the crisp texture of his hair and the melting heat of his skin. The answer to the question held ramifications she didn't plan to deal with. Their affair wouldn't last long enough for her to fall into the hazardous state of pregnancy.
"It doesn't matter. You're not looking at me as a potential mate. We're only here to have a little fun."
His hungry eyes narrowed to small slits. "The terms of engagement?"
She stepped closer. Her silk covered breasts brushed his broad chest. The sexy purr of the fabric whispered between them. "I'll be honest. I like the idea of making love to you, but I'm not interested in anything more serious."
"No ties." His burning gaze skated over her face, and his impatient hands gripped her hips. "Right?"
"Yes. To keep my job as a Dragon Center agent, I can't get married."
His gaze landed on her mouth and passion flared. A swipe of his tongue moistened his lips. The hands on her hips lowered to squeeze her backside and crush her into his rock-hard erection. She shivered.
"Just a little fun." She worked her hands around his neck. "Agreed?"
His lips hovered within a breath of hers. "No."