Page 61 of Getting Wrapped Up

She wasn’t used to dressing like this. She didn’t do lots-of-skin typically. And she kept the heels to two inches or less.

But since meeting Levi she was feeling this incredible sensuality. Kate actually felt like she might be glowing and she was aware of her body in a way she never had been before. Every one of her senses seemed to be heightened and she was relishing things like long bubble baths, and decadent body cream, and shimmery body powder and a dress that showed off all the places she’d dusted that body powder.

“I’m—”

Levi stepped through the door, tossed the roses to the floor, kicked the door shut and reached for her all in one fluid movement.

He pulled her up against him and covered her mouth in a hot kiss that she felt all the way to her toes.

She’d missed him so much. Five days. It had only been five days since she’d last kissed him, and she was instantly hungry for him, as if she hadn’t touched him in five years.

She ran her hands up into his hair, holding onto his head with both hands and arching into him. Levi ran one hand down her back and cupped her butt, bringing her up against him. As she stroked her tongue over his bottom lip, he groaned and turned her, putting her back to the door. She felt the zipper on the back of her dress give and Levi stepped away to strip the garment from her.

In only a strapless bra and a tiny thong, Kate leaned against the door, trying to catch her breath.

Okay, so maybe the chemistry was still there.

The spark between them had been instantaneous in Sapphire Falls and now it seemed the flames were even hotter and stronger. She should have been appalled at herself and how easily she’d fallen into bed—or rather, how easily she’d climbed into his lap—the very first night they’d met. But from the first moment, she’d felt safe and desired and cared for. And desired. The way he wanted her was addictive.

Sure, she’d thought Levi was someone else. And he’d thought she was someone else. And their entire meeting had been an accident. And they hadn’t discovered any of that until he’d already seen her partially naked and she’d had her first of many orgasms.

Still, it had felt somehow right from the very beginning.

“I won’t get champagne on your dress but anything else that you don’t want wet and sticky—” He gave her a wicked grin. “—should probably come off right now.”

He still held the bottle of champagne in his hand.

Kate felt her eyes widen. “That bottle had to cost a hundred dollars.” He wouldn’t pour it out—

“Oh, I brought this bottle with me for the sole purpose of pouring it all over your body and licking it up one drop at a time. I just thought maybe it would be later in the night.” His grin said that he was hardly disappointed about her being naked within five minutes of him walking in the door.

Kate felt her body heat and she pressed herself harder against the door to keep from launching herself into his arms.

Never before would she have stood in only her bra and panties and let a man look her over, in full light no less, like Levi was doing now. But she felt beautiful. And like having champagne poured all over her was the best idea she’d ever heard.

“Then I want to pour champagne all overmybody and talk dirty to you while you lick every bit of it up.”

And that was definitely the second best idea she’d ever heard.

Kate swallowed hard. “I think maybe we’re not going to make it to the party at all.”

Levi took her lips in another hot kiss, his tongue stroking boldly into her mouth, his lips demanding, just like she hoped he’d be with the rest of his body. She was a very independent, liberated woman—and when Levi Spencer told her to put her hands behind her back and not move them, or to get on her knees, or to turn around and bend over, she did it.

His hands remained on the champagne bottle as he kissed her however and a moment later she heard the pop of the cork and the faint splatter of champagne hitting her hard wood floor.

“You’re paying for the cleaning company, I assume?” she teased as he leaned back and brought the bottle up between them.

“Oh, and they’re going to have their work cut out for them.” He tipped the bottle slightly and a trickle of champagne splashed onto her shoulder and ran down the front of her left breast, into the cup of her bra.

She shivered, not from cold but from anticipation.

Kate reached behind her and undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor between them.

Levi’s mouth touched her collar bone, sipping the champagne from her skin, and he followed the sweet trail to her left nipple where he licked and sucked for only a moment before lifting his head.

A much-too-short moment.

“Levi—”

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