Read Online More Than Friends by Monique Devere - Free Book Online

him said it was a whole lot more, and the
medicine ball that had landed in her stomach the moment his deep, sexy voice
had rumbled in her ear grew heavier. Her pulse drummed in time to the rapid
beat of her heart. All of her senses seemed to have skyrocketed the moment he closed
his arms around her. He moved with finesse, a subtle grace that left her
breathless and a little clumsy. And if his skill wasn’t dangerous enough on her
senses, he smelled yummy, too. Dressed in black bold striped shirt and black
trousers he oozed the kind of sex appeal that made it impossible for a woman to
say ‘no’.
    “So.” He
jerked his chin over her head while she tried to concentrate on not stepping on
his toes. “You prefer that bozo to me?”
    Since she had
no idea who he was referring to, she glanced behind her to find William glaring
at them over Rebecca’s shoulder.
    Oh, that
bozo.
    “He’s just a
colleague.” She was aware that William would have preferred them to be more,
but she barely liked the guy. He had a weakness for stabbing his colleagues in
the back if he saw it as a way to get a leg up.
    “So why is it
he hasn’t taken his attention off you since we started to dance?”
    Justin led
them in the slow dance and she followed, wanting nothing as much as she wanted
to be in his arms. “I have no idea.”
    His freshly
shaven cheek brushed hers. She closed her eyes and inhaled his scent, a unique
blend of earthy citrus spice that she found irresistible. “I do. He’s jealous.”
    It took a
moment to drag herself out of the lust haze Justin’s proximity wove around her.
“He has no reason to be.” That sounded as though she was goading him.
    His hand on
her waist roamed to her hip, branding her with his heat. He angled his head so
his mouth was almost touching her ear. A current of excitement quivered through
her. She bit her lip to still her reaction.
    “You don’t
think so?” The husk of his breath in her ear sent another current through her, and
she couldn’t prevent the resulting shiver this time.
    Lily stepped
back, forcing a respectful distance between them. If she didn’t, she might do
something crazy-stupid... like jump him right here, in the middle of a cocktail
party hosted by the company she worked for, with all of her colleagues as
witnesses to her carnal breakdown.
    “No.”
    Their gazes
connected, locked. He gave her a slow, easy smile she didn’t trust. “Are you
challenging me, sweetheart?”
    Her stomach
clenched around the heat that ballooned low in her abdomen. “I’m simply stating
a fact.”
    His hand on
her hip drew her back to him. Her breasts pressed against his chest and the
sensation intoxicated her. If only she could spend forever right here in
Justin’s arms, life would be perfect. He lowered his mouth to her ear again, and
it was all she could do not to squirm from the sheer erotic tingle of his
breath on her.
    “The fact of
the matter is—” he nuzzled her ear “—I’m going to kiss you and every guy in
this place is going to go wild with envy because I’m the lucky sod who gets to
do it.”
    Lily sucked
in a breath, missed a step. He was making love to her, disguised as a dance. People
were beginning to take an interest.  He’d made her a spectacle.
    “Justin,
people are watching.”
    “Sweetheart,
that’s nothing new, they’ve been riveted from the moment you first walked in
the room.”
    “Are you
sweet talking me?”
    He pulled
back, his gaze darkening.  “Only if it’s working.” While his hand caressed her
back where the dressed dipped, he stroked his other thumb against her palm.
    Goose bumps raised
her flesh. Oh, it was working. That and the off-the-wall chemistry between
them. Every part of her craved his touch.
    He turned her,
dipped his head, and took the kiss he’d warned her he was going to take. It was
as if everything stood still, the room, the hum of conversation, the mellow
music, Lily’s heart—everything.
    Her breath hitched, and she