Hitting the Mark

Hitting the Mark
Jill Monroe

With grifters hanging from every branch of her family tree, Danni Ford was trying to do the impossible–play it straight.Until an undercover G-man played her with a few tricks of his own… The tip-off should have been the way Eric's gaze met hers only when they talked dirty. So Eric was using her to trap her shady relatives. He was still off-the-charts sexy–why shouldn't she get something pleasurable from this con…?Danni's revenge is going to be very, very sweet…and it will start with tying up her FBI agent boyfriend con man to get to the truth. Before he discovers her secrets first!

Hitting the Mark

Jill Monroe

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

This book is dedicated to my husband. • Thanks for always believing in me!

A special thanks to Gena Showalter.

The sun and moon don’t lie. Thanks also go to

Kassia Krozser, who knows all my dirt and

therefore gets in every dedication.

Plus you’re an awesome friend.

I’d also like to thank Sheila Fields, Linda Rooks,

Betty, Donnell, Tami and Amanda. To OKP,

whenever I imagined all the bad things

happening to Dirk, I pictured your face.

Many thanks to Kathryn Lye. I’m looking

forward to the next one!

To my family, who are so patient and supportive—

I love you.

Contents

Prologue

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

Coming Next Month

Prologue

MAYBE SHE SHOULD just fake it.

Danni Flynn closed her eyes and willed herself to get into the mood. She concentrated on the sensual play of the hard muscles of her lover’s back as he moved his tongue along her body. She loved running her fingers over his hips. Loved to feel him push against her when she found his ultra-sensitive spots.

Except this time, all she felt was betrayed.

Danni tried to shut off her mind, made herself slow down to enjoy the delicious heat of his breath on her neck as he whispered, “Danni, you’re so incredible.”

When his fingers found her nipple and gently caressed, her toes curled, actually curled into the mattress.

Okay, maybe she wouldn’t have to fake it. Maybe she could let this go on a little longer. She could get back into it. After all, Eric Reynolds, if that were really his name, owed her the mother of all orgasms considering what he’d done to her.

Thinking of his treachery caused her muscles to tense.

“Something wrong?” he asked. He looked so good. All messed up from their lovemaking and concerned about her. Jerk.

“Everything’s…wonderful,” she lied.

But she’d lost it again. There had to be some way to keep her brain from drifting to the lying, manipulating and using jerk Eric was. Rather than the orgasm-inducing God of Sex that he’d proven to be in the past.

He continued to caress and behave in ways that never failed to get a response from her. Never failed until now. From the determination on his face, Eric wasn’t going to stop until she came. That was what made him a great lover. Made being the operative word there. Past tense. This was the last time she’d allow him to touch her.

“You feel so good, Danni,” he said, his voice nothing but a sexy ragged whisper.