Page 55 of Playing with Temptation

He wanted her body. Admired her mind. Most important, he needed her and Kai in his life.

He loved her. Wanted her so much that the thought of losing her again made his chest ache.

What if he confessed everything in his heart and still she rejected him?

Sweat formed over his brow. His heart, pounding in his chest, was too raw to handle another rejection. His ego couldn’t sustain another blow like that.

Kendra seemed to notice his distraction. She stepped just beyond his reach and kicked off her heels. Unfastening the button at her waist, she made a show of slowly tugging down the zipper of her skirt. She kicked aside the material pooled around her ankles.

Standing there in a blue camisole and a silky pair of panties that provided limited coverage for her firm, round bottom, she was breathtaking.

Nate pushed aside the dark thoughts that tormented him and focused on the moment. A moment he’d fantasized about since he’d last had Kendra in his bed. He licked his lips. His pulse raced as Kendra stripped off the camisole.

He reached for his tie, but she tugged him closer by the narrow strip of fabric, loosened it and slid it from his neck. Kendra slipped his jacket from his shoulders, then painstakingly unbuttoned each button of his dress shirt, relieving him of it and the undershirt he wore beneath it.

The corner of her mouth curled in a sexy smirk that hit him below the belt, tightening his length. He restrained the desire to rip off what little remained of her clothing and take her hard and deep. To remind her how perfectly their bodies fit together, and how good he could make her feel.

She’d taken control, and he’d gladly let her have it…for now.

Kendra pressed her warm mouth to his bare chest, laying gentle kisses on his heated flesh. He inhaled at the sensation of her cool tongue grazing his nipple, then swirling around it. She slid her hands down his back and gripped his ass.

He groaned at the glorious sensation of his taut rod pressed between them. She unbuckled his belt, then unzipped his pants.

Kendra tugged her lower lip between her teeth as she scanned the ridge beneath his underwear. She slipped her hand underneath the waistband and curled her warm fingers around his shaft. Pumping it, she elicited involuntary groans of pleasure. Her gaze locked with his as she worked him with her hand until he could barely remember his own damn name.

Conversation was out of the question.

The muscles of his legs and back tensed, pressure building as she brought him closer to release. Nate gently gripped her throat, pressing his open mouth to hers in an effort to wrest back control and slow his ascent to climax.

Kendra released her grip on his painfully hard shaft. Digging her fingers into his back, she sighed softly. Her hands trailed down his back as she gave in to his fervent kisses. Impatient, she shoved his pants and underwear down his hips, freeing his rigid length.

So much for a slow seduction.

He’d planned to take his time. Convey his deepest feelings through each kiss and touch as he made love to her.

His plan dissolved in the rush of adrenaline in his veins.

She’d brought him so close to the edge. He ached for the intense relief he could only find being buried inside her slick walls, his name on her lips.

Nate fumbled to retrieve a condom from his wallet before clumsily shedding his pants and briefs and kicking off his shoes. He sheathed himself, then stripped Kendra of the bra and panties that were the last barrier to the uninhibited glory of her captivating curves.

He lifted her, his arms bracing her legs and her back pressed against the wall as he drove deep inside her wet heat.

Nate’s gaze met hers as he lifted her slowly, then eased her back down until he was fully seated inside her, creating a rhythm. The exquisite sensation was intensified by the call-and-response of Kendra’s hushed moans and his soft curses as they accelerated toward bliss.

Her arms around his neck, Kendra pulled his mouth to hers in frantic, hungry kisses that catapulted his spiral out of control.

Muscles tense, he strained with the effort of maintaining his focus as he lifted her higher, then plunged deeper. His movements swifter, more powerful. The sound of her naked skin slapping against his filled the space.

Kendra tensed, her nails scraping his back as she called out his name. Her slick walls spasmed, milking his throbbing flesh as he soared to his own release.

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