Chandler: Books 4 The Witch and the Vampire by Fawn Lowery

Her breasts flattened against his chest and her warmth immediately seeped through his t-shirt, assaulting his male senses. He closed his eyes for a moment, drawing the perfume of her hair into his lungs.
    Jada pushed out of his embrace suddenly. “Tell me who you are.”
    “You know my name.”
    “But if you aren’t a cop, who are you? And why would you risk your life to steal evidence from John Collins ?”
    He considered lying to her, perhaps telling her he was a successful businessman, or a salesman in town for a short time, then dashed the idea. Still, he couldn’t confess he was a vampire transported to the present time by a witch with a magical amulet. “You told me to get into his office, to take advantage of the time when he wasn’t in, to find evidence that would seal up your case against him.”
    She laughed suddenly. “You stole for me?”
    Chandler shrugged his shoulders. He reached out one hand and stroked her cheek, then delved his hand beneath the long blonde tresses at her nape. He curled his fingers around her neck and pulled her face close to his. “Yes.”
    He lowered his head and claimed her lips, feeling her response the instant his mouth touched hers. She moaned and leaned her breasts into his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck. She parted her lips for him when he bid entry with the tip of his tongue.
    He had silenced her—for now. And with her admission that Collins was out of town for a couple of days, he relaxed a bit. His cock began to grow hard, his thoughts turning to sexual fulfillment with Jada. He pressed her back, lowering her onto the mattress. She settled beneath him as he climbed atop her body, parting her thighs with his knee as he deepened the heated kiss they shared.
    Having found out that the master vampire was out of town for the time being, Chandler allowed his senses to take control of his body. His cock strained against the front of his jeans. Mental pictures of Jada lying naked and vulnerable beneath his body filled his head. He slid one hand up her blouse and cupped a breast, listening to her moan as he tweaked her nipple.
    Chandler could hear Jada’s heart beating, a steady thud that melded with his. When he pushed aside her bra and pressed his hand to her bare breast, her heart rate quickened. He enjoyed her warmth, the silken feel of her skin against his palm as he caressed her breast. Her aroma filled his nose, arousing his senses to the apex.
    He tore at her clothing, aiming to have her without further delay. She laughed softly and rolled to one side so he could unclasp her bra and slip off her blouse. His fingers melded with hers on the snap of her jeans. She released a sigh and pulled her hands back, giving him consent to slide down her zipper and pull her pants off. She curled warmly against him as he stripped her body bare.
    Chandler wasted little time ridding himself of his own clothing, his cock so hard with want his abdomen ached. When he was totally naked, he covered her body with his, pressing the muscles of his chest against her voluptuous breasts. He paused for a moment, savoring the feel of her body beneath his. She was exquisite and she was the perfect woman for his needs.
    His thoughts spun out of control as he enjoyed her body, tucked safely beneath his own, his to command. He felt her skin and rejoiced in the sensuous feel. He listened to her breathe and heard her blood rushing through her veins. His senses, so acute and in touch with hers, picked up every little nuance of movement—soft sighs emitted from her lush lips, a hasty drawn-in breath.
    I could fall in love with this woman. His thought brought his eyes flashing open. So many times during the short time he had known Jada, he had cautioned himself about becoming too attached to her. And since discovering the master in his midst, he had even begun to worry that he had already allowed himself to fall for her. He tried to return his mind to the lovemaking at hand. He arched his body upward