Sins Of Arrogance [A Creatures Of Sin Novel]
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by India Harper
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Mystery/Crime
Description: Carver Eliot, who has always played fast and loose with the rules, finds himself demoted and reassigned to the backwaters of Pittsburgh's police force after being caught in flagrante delicto with the key witness for a case he was working. Still cocky, Carver arrives at Zone Six, willing to play the game until the dust settles. The lieutenant overseeing the department, however, has other ideas.
Lieutenant David Logan has followed the rules and worked hard to earn his high rank by the young age of twenty-eight. Carver's arrival threatens to disrupt the efficiency of the quiet department. At the urging of his commanding officer, David takes on Carver to curb his brash, hot-headed tendencies. What he didn't count on, however, is the chaos that his attraction to Carver brings to his well-ordered life.
David's unorthodox training methods capture Carver's attention, and the two men of opposing temperaments find themselves growing closer as the weeks pass. When Carver becomes a suspect in a carjacking ring, they find their relationship tested before it's even begun...
Genres: Gay / Contemporary / Mystery / Detective / Suspense / Thriller / BDSM (Light) / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: December 2009
36 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [252 KB]
Reading time: 152-214 min.
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"...A well-written, easy-to-read, well-paced story with lots of sexual tension (and actual sex) and a fair amount of kink...with an intriguing premise..."--Aunt Lynn, Reviews By Jessewave
David's eyes narrowed. "You really have no concept of lines, do you, Eliot?"
"You stood me up tonight."
Obviously exhausted, David rubbed his face. "I'm sorry. I meant to tell you and it slipped my mind."
"You always sit around in a dark house?"
"Only when I'm asleep."
"Already? It's only..." Carver looked at his watch for the first time all night. "Shit. Eleven-forty-five. Sorry."
"No, you aren't. Are we done? I'd like to go back to sleep."
He should apologize and go home. Morning was going to come too soon as it was. But he had come all this way and never just walked away. "Why?"
"Why did you bail on me tonight?" Christ, he sounded like a jilted girlfriend.
"I had things to do. Contrary to popular belief, my job isn't my life."
"David, if you had a life, you wouldn't have been in bed already."
"Nice life you've got, Carver, stalking co-workers."
"I dropped by to find out why you stood me up. That's not stalking."
"Did you track me down through the phone book?"
"Go home, Carver. Get some sleep like a sane person." He started to close the door.
Carver didn't catch it until it was almost too late. "You're a chicken shit. That's why, isn't it?"
"Carver, not everything I do is about you."
"No?" He stepped up on the doorsill, taking a chance by curling his hand around the back of David's neck. "Tell me you don't want this."
Then he took another chance.
It was a slow kiss, more exploratory than demanding, and Carver felt it right down to the bottom of his boots, even if David didn't. David's mouth was warm and soft from sleep, malleable under Carver's mobile kiss. David's hands brushed up Carver's chest in an intimacy that nearly had Carver on his knees, then came to rest on his shoulders. He didn't surrender, but he didn't pull away, which was enough for Carver.
So Carver pressed his advantage, deepening the kiss and moving closer. David's flannel sleep pants concealed nothing. David couldn't deny this if he wanted to.
"Invite me in," Carver murmured against David's lips.
"No." But he made no move to get away.
"Goddamn it, David, you want this as much as I do. Don't be such a fucking martyr and ask me in."
"What if I do?" His mouth never moved away from Carver's, each word a caress in itself. "What if I let you into my house, and we fuck like animals all night? Then what?"
Carver groaned at the thought. "Jesus, who cares? Let me in!"
David's mouth opened, and suddenly Carver was lost in a surge of desire David's demanding, commanding, overwhelming kiss inspired. When David pulled away, Carver couldn't think.
"I care. Goodnight, Detective." It took only a slight shove to trip Carver off the doorsill and shut the door in his face.
He stood there, dumbstruck and staring at the door as it sunk it what had just happened. "Goddamn it! David!" He surged at the door, kicking and pounding on it in a lust-fueled fury. "Open this fucking door! We're not done here!"