Cara Summers - Sexy Silent Nights

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—RT Book Reviews on Tailspin

“Great characters with explosive chemistry, a fun intrigue-flavored plot and a high degree of sensuality add up to an excellent read!”

—RT Book Reviews on Taken Beyond Temptation

“The sex scenes were incredibly hot! Ms. Summers knows how to entertain her readers while writing something a bit risqué.”

—Night Owl Reviews on Led into Temptation

“A great mystery. The excitement and romance never end.”

—RT Book Reviews on Christmas Male

“This romantic suspense is a sexy, fast-paced page turner.”

—Freshfiction.com on Come Toy with Me

“Ms Summers manages to weave breathtaking suspense and sizzling love scenes with a deftness that will have you turning the pages late into the night…this is one you’ll need sunscreen for. Another sexy, steamy romance written by one of the best in series genre.”

—Romancejunkies.com on Lie with Me

Dear Reader,

I love writing stories set at Christmastime, but this one was especially fun because it allowed me to do a whole “list” of fun things.

First of all, Sexy Silent Nights allowed me to tell Jonah Stone’s story and wind up a trilogy about three friends who met in their early teens at the St. Francis Center for Boys. (You may remember Gabe from Take My Breath Away…and Nash from Tailspin.)

Acting on a compelling and instant attraction, supper club owner Jonah Stone and security agent Cilla Michaels agree to indulge in one sexy night together. Any more is strictly forbidden. And utterly irresistible…

Telling Jonah’s story also allowed me to revisit a city I left my heart in from my very first visit—San Francisco.

Last on the list, and certainly not least, is that writing this story allowed me to meet and share with you an amazing calico cat named Flash who is a resident at the Furry Friends Shelter in Barrie, Ontario, the Blaze Authors’ first Pet Project. I hope you love her as much as I do.

For news on my future releases, visit www.carasummers.com. And for more information on the Blaze Authors’ Pet Project, visit blazeauthors.com/blog.

May all your Christmas wishes and forbidden fantasies come true!

Cara Summers

www.millsandboon.co.uk

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Was CARA SUMMERS born with the dream of becoming a published romance novelist? No. But now that she is, she still feels her dream has come true. And she owes it all to her mother, who handed her a Harlequin romance novel about fifteen years ago and said, “Try it. You’ll love it.” Mom was right! Cara loves writing for the Blaze line because it allows her to create strong, determined women and seriously sexy men who will risk everything to achieve their dreams. When she isn’t working on new stories, she teaches in the writing program at Syracuse University and at a community college near her home.

To my nephew Nick and my new niece Kristen.

May all your future Christmases together be merry!

And especially to my great-nephew Luca—who celebrates his very first Christmas this month.

I love all three of you!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Epilogue

One sexy silent night…5:00 a.m.

CILLA MICHAELS WAS NOT GOING to leave the hotel room without her panties. She’d been a cop for three years, a private security agent for two, and now she headed up G.W. Securities’ new office in San Francisco. She was a pro at tracking things down.

On her hands and knees, she inched her way quietly down the length of her side of the bed, using her hand to sweep the space beneath it as she went.

Nothing.

She was not the kind of woman who would abandon anything that had a La Perla label on it. She’d parted with a small fortune for the red lace bikini, and it was part of a set. The matching camisole had already been located near the nightstand. She had a vague recollection of stripping it off and tossing it there herself. While in the throes of uncontrollable passion. Because that’s exactly what Jonah Stone had sparked in her.

Ducking her head down, she lifted the dust ruffle and peered beneath. The dim light slipping through the narrow slits in the drapes didn’t provide much in the way of illumination.

The rest of her clothes she’d found quite easily near the door of the hotel suite where Jonah Stone had efficiently stripped her out of them. The man had fast moves, and just thinking about what had happened the instant the door had closed behind them brought back the sensation of those hard hands on her skin, the impatience, the demand. And the pleasure.

Heat shimmered through her, pooling in her center and then radiating outward. He’d taken her the first time right there. No small talk. No talk at all. But the foreplay had been top-notch. His hands had pushed into her hair, and she’d felt each of those hard, slender fingers while he’d assaulted her mouth with lips, teeth and tongue. Each sensation had been so sharp. If she lived to be a hundred, she would never forget his mouth, his taste.

Then he’d moved those hands over her shoulders, shoving her jacket off and molding her body with such purpose and skill.

He’d smelled so good and felt better—hard and tough and male. Hadn’t she been imagining him just like this ever since the instant she’d first seen him at that party yesterday?

When those smoky-gray eyes had collided with hers, something had clicked inside of her like a switch turning brains cells off and lust on—full throttle. That was the only explanation she could come up with for agreeing to his one-night stand proposition.

His argument had been logical enough—just the kind you’d expect from an astute businessman. After all, they were unattached adults, intensely attracted to each other, and fate in the form of an airport-closing blizzard had thrown them together. Why not pleasure each other for one long, sexy night and then go their separate ways?

She might have come up with at least two good reasons why not. In fact she’d been thinking about them when he’d suddenly appeared at her table in the lounge of the hotel. But looking into his eyes had triggered that little click again, and sent logic flying.

That was how she’d ended up against the door of his hotel room, his mouth branding hers. She had only a blurry recollection of how her sweater and slacks had hit the floor. Her focus had been on those hard hands moving up her legs and heating her blood to the boiling point. She’d never before experienced such intense sensations. Never wanted anyone so desperately. He’d opened up a new and wonderful world for her. Sensations flooded through her again as she recalled how he’d slipped fingers beneath the thin lace that still covered her, pushed into her and sent her flying.