Page 36 of Dangerous Temptation
He nuzzled against her hair. ‘You need to connect with somebody as badly as I do, Elena. We’ve been drawn to each other from the first moment we saw one another. Yesterday proved why.’
Oh, that wasn’t fair.
Talking about their explosive coming together while touching her …
The book hit the floor as she turned around. Her brain felt clogged. She knew she should be thinking a certain way, but she suddenly didn’t know which way that was. The wine. The sexual magnetism. Her moral compass was spinning.
He was already leaning towards her. Seeing the look on her face, he moved in those last few inches. ‘There’s a reason why we were put here together.’
Was there?
Eyes locked on hers, he took off his overcoat. Tossing it aside, he reached for the belt of hers. ‘We could be each other’s salvation.’
His lips settled over hers and the kiss was slow, full-on and sensual. He kissed with his entire body, his weight pressing her against the door. Arousal seeped through Elena and she clutched at him, her fingers sinking into his trim waist.
At her touch, some of his rawness came through. Hungry. Impatient. Whip-sharp.
It brought her up onto her toes, and he flattened her against the door with his knees and hips.
‘You are so unbelievably gorgeous,’ he grated against her lips. ‘I want you so badly, sometimes I can’t think straight.’
A mew left her lips, and the irony wasn’t lost on her. Yesterday she’d opened a door and freed him and his sexual needs. Today he was trapping her against one, making her face her own.
She speared her fingers through his hair. It was softer than it looked. Like a pelt, thick and luxurious.
He nuzzled against her neck and smoothed his hands down her body. Her jacket came off in the process and she shivered violently.
‘Cold?’ he asked, nipping at her ear. Goosebumps ran down her neck and she quivered again. Clipping her hair back had been the ultimate temptation for him. He’d been obsessed with that barrette and her exposed skin all night.
Feeling his lips move along her neck, she was becoming a bit fixated, too. ‘I don’t know what I am.’
He hauled her up against him, curling one arm around her waist and lifting her. She clung to him, wrapping both arms around his neck. He made her feel tiny and feminine when he did that.
‘You just hold onto me, baby.’ Sealing his mouth over hers, he carried her through the kitchen on autopilot.
Elena didn’t know where he was taking her until he put her on her feet. They were in the grand room in front of all the plate-glass windows. With night fully settled over the landscape, their reflections bounced off the glass like a mirror. As she watched, he reached around and caught the zipper at the back of her dress.
There was a soft hiss and then the material was loose. He peeled it from her body, pushing it down until it pooled at her feet. She instinctively covered herself with her hands. Anyone out in those vast woods would be able to see. Yet seeing him standing over her, fully dressed and businesslike, while she stood in nothing but her underwear and high heels was so erotic she couldn’t stop staring.
He traced the strap of her navy blue bra. ‘You like sexy lingerie.’
She blushed.
‘I’ll make a note of it.’
‘You didn’t give back the bra I was wearing yesterday.’
‘I know.’ He cupped her breast. She caught at his sides, but arched in pleasure.
He squeezed possessively, watching her face with laser-like focus. She bit her lip, but groaned aloud when his thumb rubbed hard over the centre of the cup.
Determinedly, he pressed her down onto the sofa. The leather was cool, but the sumptuous cushions wrapped around her like a second lover. They pulled her in, warming to her flesh and cradling her in comfort. She settled back and watched him curiously, her eyelids feeling drugged.
That wine had been potent.
Or maybe it was just him.
He was breathing hard as he stood over her. ‘Don’t move.’
