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“Did that help?” I ask, running my hand under his chin as he gazes atme.
He nods. “Wanna help me somemore?”
I nod and find his mouth back on mine. Now he’s taking control of the kiss, unbuckling my seatbelt, and pulling me to him. We end up on the floor, me on top of him. His manhood is swelling under my crotch, making me go wet forhim.
This is by far the fastest any man has ever made me this horny andhot!
Rolling over, he pins me underneath him and pulls his mouth away only a little as he says, “How about drinks at my place, then we can take a quick dip in the indoor swimming pool? My cook can make us something great fordinner.”
“That’s probably a bad idea,” I say with a hoarseness to my voice I don’t ever recall havingbefore.
“Why is it a bad idea?” he says, then kisses my neck as he grinds intome.
“I think we both know why it’s a badidea.”
“I won’t do anything you don’t want to, Delaney,” he says, then my earlobe is between his teeth, sending a shot of pure ecstasy throughme.
The only problem with that is that I think it would be damn hard to say no to this man. I can’t be that girl—that slutty chick who has sex right off the bat with a man. I barely knowhim!
And he is my family’s mortal enemy.What am Idoing?
Chapter8
BLAINE
I knew it was a long shot that she’d accept my offer to take her to my place, but I had to ask. So I get off her and pull her up with me to take our seats. “Sorry. I had to ask.” I buckle her in as she looks a littlediscombobulated.
Her ponytail has gotten messed up, so I pull the rubber band all the way out and use my hands to fan out her hair and fix it a little. It looks great, just like I knew itwould.
She blinks a few times in rapid succession. “Sorry, that’s not likeme.”
“Don’t be sorry. I can see you’re not a tramp. So what bar do you like to go to?” I ask her as I put my seatbelt on. I can see I’ve affected the hell out of her and it has me on cloudnine.
I would jump up and down if she wasn’t around to seeit!
Her head falls back on the headrest and she looks at me with shining green eyes. “That really isn’t like me, Blaine. I want you to know that, and I want you to know I won’t ever do thatagain.”
“Well, that’s some really bad news. I liked that a lot and I am going to want to do that a lot more.” I reach over to adjust her shirt, as half her bra is showing. “Nicebra!”
Her head snaps forward as she finally notices what I’m doing and bats at my hands. “I can doit!”
“Where did you get that?” I ask her as she puts herself back intoplace.
“What?” sheasks.
“The pink, lacey bra? Fredrick’s? It’s sexy,” I say and lean toward her, then take her hands to stop her from messing around with her shirt. “You’resexy.”
“Ha! I really fucked up!” she says as she looks at me with scared, little, rabbiteyes.
“I can see you’rescared.”
Before I can finish, she laughs. “I’m not scared. I am smart! You are a rich, rich man, and my family’s sworn enemy! I can’t get into bed withyou!”
“Sworn enemy? Well, that’s not cool, is it? But I have a plan that will completely fix that. I don’t like being the sworn enemy of anyone. That was never my intention when I started my business. And what’s this talk about getting into bed with me?” I wait for her response and smile when her cheeks go nearly as red as herhair.
“Don’t act like that wasn’t your intention,” she says. “You asked me to come to your house. You know what you wanted. I’m just saying it outloud.”
“I think I said I wouldn’t do anything you didn’t want me to. I don’t recall asking you to sleep over. It seems to me your inner mind is telling you that it’s something you want to do. If that’s the case I need you to know that I am all for that idea. You can sleep over if you want. I’ll lend you a T-shirt, or better yet, you can sleep naked. I think that’s an even better idea. Should I tell Mr. Green to take us home,then?”
