Page 42 of Reckless Temptation

“Not even for the price of a kiss?” I gave her one, on the underside of her chin, prompting her to tip it up and give me access. She did, reluctant but tempted.

“No,” she repeated breathily. “No thank you for the… the help.”

I pressed against her more, addicted to teasing her and hearing her react in those little gasps. “Why? Because you’re too much of a good girl to want someone like me?”

She didn’t reply, sagging against the car as I continued to feel her up, smearing her cream beneath her panties out in the open like this.

“I can help you…” I nipped at her ear then sucked on the lobe, loving how expressive she was even while she resisted me. While she resisted what she wanted.

Offering her help with her car wasn’t what Tiffany intended. She put me up to sabotaging Sabrina and keeping her from getting to the dinner tonight. It was sick and twisted irony for me to offer a one-eighty of helping her fix her car after I tampered with it. But I could so easily envision many other ways to keep her preoccupied and late for any dinner or meeting tonight.

Splayed out on my bed.

On her knees beneath me.

Arching back and gasping even louder.

Erotic visions filled my mind, making me harder yet.

“I can help you,” I taunted, not slowing down with the kisses or rubbing her, “for a price.”

“No.”

Determined to get her to crack, I rubbed my cheek over hers, seeking out her frowning lips. Pressing mine over hers, I stole the first faint taste of what I’d been dreaming of for too long.

But she didn’t yield. Her mouth remained firm, not bending. She stayed stiff, so stubborn that she wouldn’t kiss me back. Even though she breathed so quickly and raggedly and she was dripping with her arousal from my touch, she would still close herself off from me.

Her bold words played back in my mind.

“I won’t let you get close to where you can hurt me.”

She meant it. At the cost of what she wanted herself, she wouldstillreject me.

Furious that she’d shun me and aggravated with how fiercely I desired her, to the point I couldn’t think straight, I stepped back.

She exhaled a harsh breath as I backed up. Without conscious effort, she canted forward, chasing me as I retreated abruptly.

Fuck this.

Fuck you.

Fuck this…

This unstoppable draw to her.

Casting her one more filthy glare, I turned and left her there.

15

SABRINA

What in thehellwas that?

After Nick stormed away, I leaned back against the car for several long minutes. I needed the physical support. Having his hot lips on me and his big hand under my skirt left me reeling and feeling so off-balance and shaky that I bet I’d topple if I stepped away from the car. My knees really werethatrubbery.

He showed up and got those men to leave me alone.

But then he…

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