Page 6 of Pleasure Control

She shrugged and brushed off his comment. She knew everyone around the office called her the Ice Princess. Little did they know that deep inside she burned hotter than her Bunsen burner. It just took the right man to ignite the flame.

Jay gathered the lapels of her robe in his hands and stroked the material before cushioning her in his arms. He groaned low in his throat.

Her flesh came alive. She fought to recover her voice. “Are you game?”

“How about we take this game one step further?” He reached into his jeans and pulled out a coin. He smiled. A slow, sexy smile that curled her toes.

She slanted her head, clearly interested. “Enlighten me.”

“How about we flip a coin? Whoever wins gets to call the shots. Sort of like strip poker, with a coin.”

She skated her tongue over her bottom lip. Now, that was a move she hadn’t anticipated. Apparently Jay hadn’t gotten his “Wildman” nickname for nothing. “What are the rules of this game?”

“We each take turns flipping. You flip, I call it, and vice versa. After each toss, whoever loses has to do whatever the other one asks.” He pressed the coin into her hand. “Are you game?”

She turned the coin over in her palm and met his gaze. Her brow rose. “And this game is to test the serum? In the pursuit of science?” More like in the pursuit of seeing him naked.

“Of course.”

“Well, if it’s for research, then naturally I’m game.” She blew a lucky breath over the silver coin and tossed it in the air. She caught it and pressed it into the back of her hand. “Call it.”

“Hmmm. Heads or tails? Heads is great.” He scrubbed his hand over his face as though deep in thought. “Heads is something you can really sink your teeth into, if you know what I mean.” He winked playfully.

She squeezed her thighs together. Oh yeah, she knew what he meant.

“But tails, oh baby, tails works for me, too.” He licked his lips and she wondered if he knew the allure of his charm.

Her breathing hitched. God, she loved his witty humor and this playful side of him.

“Call it, Jay.”

He chuckled. “Tails.”

Laura peeked at the coin and blew out a breath. Looked like the luck gods weren’t with her tonight. Probably because she was playing with the devil himself.

“You win.”

He rubbed his hands together as his gaze left her face and roamed over her body.

His voice was low, whispery-soft. “Remove your robe.”

Forging ahead, she stepped back until she reached the wall and hastily began to shrug the oversized housecoat off her shoulders.

He stilled her movements with a quick shake of his head.

She tossed him a perplexed frown. “What?”

An easy grin curved his mouth. “Slowly.” He strolled over to the stereo and turned up the volume. “Feel the music, Laura. Let it guide you.”

The light from the candle silhouetted his tall, muscular body. She tipped her head to look into his eyes. Her heart fluttered. He was so damn handsome.

Blocking her mind to the sudden riot of emotions rushing through her, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and let the music wash over her. Her hips began to undulate in time to the easy beat.

She listened to Jay’s footsteps as he came back to stand before her. Her lids fluttered open. She watched him, his stance casual, his eyes tracking her every seductive movement.

She unbelted her robe and inched it open, exposing the swell of her breasts. Gracefully, she slid it down her body until it pooled at her feet. The soft cotton stroked her skin, leaving goose bumps in its wake.

When the breeze from the open window kissed her flesh, she shivered. Although she was certain the shiver had more to do with the man watching her undress than it did with the night air.

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