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Undeniable: A Marine Military Romance: Warrior's Touch Trilogy, #1
Undeniable: A Marine Military Romance: Warrior's Touch Trilogy, #1
Undeniable: A Marine Military Romance: Warrior's Touch Trilogy, #1
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Undeniable: A Marine Military Romance: Warrior's Touch Trilogy, #1

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UNDENIABLE is book 1 of the Warrior’s Touch Trilogy. Books 2 and 3, UNFORGETTABLE and IRRESISTIBLE are available everywhere now!

I won’t be denied, no matter how loud she screams.

She says she’s not scared, but she should be.

Because I’ll show her just how far I can go.

How deep she can fall.

How loud she can scream.

I left her behind when I joined the Marines.

When I came back, I built a fortune off my blood, sweat, and tears.

I didn’t think I’d get a second chance with her.

Until she crashed back into my world.

The only problem is, she’s more off-limits than ever.

But I won’t be denied.

She tells me she’s not scared—not scared of me, not scared of the consequences.

She should be, if she knows what’s good for her.

Because I’ll show her just how far I can go.

How hard she can fall.

How loud she can scream.

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Release dateMar 19, 2018
ISBN9781386310853
Undeniable: A Marine Military Romance: Warrior's Touch Trilogy, #1

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    UNDENIABLE: Warrior’s Touch Trilogy (Book 1)

    By Paula Cox

    I won’t be denied, no matter how loud she screams.

    SHE SAYS SHE’S NOT scared, but she should be.

    Because I’ll show her just how far I can go.

    How deep she can fall.

    How loud she can scream.

    I left her behind when I joined the Marines.

    When I came back, I built a fortune off my blood, sweat, and tears.

    I didn’t think I’d get a second chance with her.

    Until she crashed back into my world.

    The only problem is, she’s more off-limits than ever.

    But I won’t be denied.

    She tells me she’s not scared—not scared of me, not scared of the consequences.

    She should be, if she knows what’s good for her.

    Because I’ll show her just how far I can go.

    How hard she can fall.

    How loud she can scream.

    Chapter One

    He didn’t struggle with her bra. Whoever he was, he definitely knew what he was doing. His confident hands ran up and down her back and then easily unsnapped the three hooks that were holding her bra together. She gasped as the cool air touched her warm skin and goose bumps erupted across her back. His hands quickly enveloped her as Chelsea threw back her head and let out an uncontrolled moan.

    Her room was dark. The only light came from the crack between the door and the floor, but it was too meager and thin to make any details. She couldn’t quite remember what her stranger looked like. She could remember snippets of their conversation at the bar and their gyrations on the dance floor, but her memory was vague on the details of who he actually was. But, at that moment, Chelsea didn’t care and she certainly didn’t regret bringing him back up to her room.

    Her drunken memory had failed her and she was left only with sound and touch and taste to guide her. Whoever he was, his arms were massive and well-muscled and she could feel the strength in them when she grabbed him and pulled him close. He was clean shaved and tasted like mint and whiskey. His chest was firm and her fingers traced the outline of his six-pack as he kissed her fiercely, pulling her in and refusing to let her go.

    She could feel his erection growing underneath his jeans. Her hand slipped down and whoever he was he groaned in appreciation and licked her neck as her hand caressed his growing erection. She smiled as it grew beneath her attentions; he wasn’t small.

    She couldn’t remember his name, or how they had come back to her room. She had drank a lot at the bar, but she didn’t regret it. This was what she wanted, what she had been craving: a reckless night with a strange man. She had gone looking for no strings attached sex, had wanted pleasure and passion without the need to make small talk. She was tired of talking to people and having to listen to them. She wanted sex and nothing else.

    Suddenly he broke their kiss and spun Chelsea around until her back was pressed against his front. She could feel his erection on her. He began to kiss her neck, biting and nibbling his way down to her shoulder, stopping to lick the nape of her neck making Chelsea shudder. The sensation was almost too much; it felt too good and she tried to pull away, but he just held her closer.

    His hands were still massaging her breasts, but then he began to gently pinch her nipples and she cried out loudly. Caught somewhere between pleasure and pain Chelsea both wanted him to stop and wanted him to keep going all at the same time. She tried to wiggle free of him but his arms were golden chains that made her prisoner to his attentions.

    She felt it as his hands left her breasts and slowly caressed down her stomach stopping at the button of her jeans. She felt her heart stop for a moment as his expert fingers undid the button and lowered the zipper and then she was wiggling out of her pants. She was wearing only a black thong and she couldn’t help but press her ass against his erection and he gave a low growl in response.

    She still couldn’t see him, but she didn’t even want to anymore; she just wanted his hands to keep doing what they were doing and never stop. He was sliding his fingers over her wet center, not entering her, just touching her, teasing her. She was almost embarrassed with how wet she was and she knew he could tell. Finally, he slipped a finger inside and Chelsea’s entire body shook as her head lolled back on his shoulders.

    His deft fingers were teasing her in long, slow strokes that only grazed her clit. It felt amazing, but, at the same time, it wasn’t enough. His fingers were barely touching her and his rhythm was so slow. It was a beautiful kind of torture. She gave out a whimper of impatience as she moved her hips to try and increase the contact between them. But no, when she tried to reach for him, he just made his touch even lighter and her frustration only grew.

    She was trapped in his arms as he kissed her neck and his fingers drew light strokes inside of her and somehow she was already so close. If he would just touch her a little more, or move a little faster her orgasm would have exploded around her, but no. He was determined to go slow and she couldn’t make him do anything else.

    Does that feel good? he whispered into her ear.

    Yes, she moaned back. It feels so good.

    Do you want more? he asked.

    Yes please, she whimpered back to him.

    His fingers sped up inside of her and Chelsea let out a enraptured sigh as he stroked within her and she felt her body tense and she was so close and then he stopped. He pulled his fingers free of her and she was trapped right on the edge of pleasure, but unable to tip over the edge. For a moment she was sure she was going to come, she was so close, but then her body relaxed and she stood unsatisfied in his arms.

    Why? she demanded.

    But he didn’t answer. Instead he spun her around and nudged her towards the bed. The back of her knees hit the edge of the bed and with a gentle push, she fell as her lover stood over her. She heard a zipper come undone and the rustle that must have been his pants as they fell to the floor.

    Chelsea scooted back on the bed as her stranger climbed onto it. She reached out to him and pulled him close, kissing him passionately. Her fingers were tangled in his hair and she slid her tongue into his mouth where it met and mingled with his. She was so close; she was so ready for him as she pulled him closer to her.

    He pushed her down and his mouth found her breasts. She arched her back as he kissed her left breast while his fingers pinched and teased her right nipple. She moaned out in pleasure and raked her nails down his back. It was all too much; there were too many sensations for her to separate one from the other.

    He came up and

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