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wanted to see all of her. I wanted to explore every single inch of her. I wanted more than just my dick in her balls deep. I wanted to be covered in her scent. I wanted her arms and legs wrapped around me, and that freaked me the hell out.
She inhaled sharply as if reading my mind. My eyes met hers. Mine widening slightly as I saw in the dark color of hers my own desire reflected back at me. I’d thought my fascination with her was unrecognized and unrequited.
Maybe I had been all wrong about that.
I breathed in the scent of him. Crisp and warm at the same time, like cool mint and the slow burn of the white rum in a mojito. I wanted to drink him down in one greedy intoxicating gulp. He completely muddled my thinking. He was so sexy. So very male.
I shouldn’t have been drowning in the seductive depths of his gaze. I shouldn’t have been noticing the way his hand felt on mine. I shouldn’t have been fantasizing about how it would feel to have those roughened fingertips sliding over my naked skin. I should have concentrated on the fine details of the high performance car I was sitting in. The turbo charged engine that could take the GTS Porsche from zero to sixty in around four seconds if he punched it. The black leather interior, the round control dials, and the shiny chrome, engineered so the cabin felt like the cockpit of a fighter jet. It was so much sportier than the Mercedes CLS class coupe James’ recently incarcerated New York boss had driven while in town. But instead of thinking about all that, I found my mind wandering down paths I could never take with the enticing man beside me.
My gaze dropped to the strong arm covered in black leather seemingly immoveable and temptingly thrown across my midsection. Every slumbering cell in my body came alive as I noticed his rock hard thighs and the definitive bulge between them. The previous flush of desire became a thundering roar of need.
“Bloody hell,” he rasped under his breath withdrawing his arm.
Why did the cool rush of air and the loss of connection with him feel like a rejection? Because something more had been about to happen and I’d wanted it to. Badly.
I stared at him as he scrubbed his hands over his face, rearranging the long uneven layers of chocolate and vanilla that had caressed his forehead and tangled in his dark eyelashes a moment before. “I’m sorry, April.” His voice was muffled, but not so much that I couldn’t hear. When he dropped his hands, his hair stood up all over his head. His apologetic gaze flicked my way.
I was in a Dizzy induced daze. I blinked back at him trying to make my mind focus so I could make sense of his apology.
“Sorry for being such an ass.” Ah, the light of understanding slowly dawned. He wasn’t apologizing for the heat I knew he had felt between us. He eyed me with cautious brows lowered over his gorgeous amber hued eyes. “Mel would be devastated if you didn’t come. Can we start this whole deal over again?” His pleading expression matched his tone. “Please.”
There it was… the effortless irrepressible charm of the Diamond Mine’s prince.
I pulled in another deep breath hoping to slow down my heart rate and clear my mind. That hope sputtered on his seductive scent. But though still hazy, I managed to nod my agreement. He obviously cared about Mel enough to swallow his pride. “Sure. I can do that.” I licked my lips. His gaze dropped to my mouth. My stomach did a pleasurable dip, but I pressed on through the sensual swirl he seemed to create without even realizing it. “Thank you for waiting and picking me up.”
“Babe.” Amber eyes smoldered with renewed fire. “If I was picking you up, you would definitely know. And you’d be thanking me with those sexy lips of yours on my mouth and your long legs wrapped around my body.”
I rolled my eyes, even though his words and the way he spoke them in that deep rumble did things to me, things I hadn’t felt in a long
She inhaled sharply as if reading my mind. My eyes met hers. Mine widening slightly as I saw in the dark color of hers my own desire reflected back at me. I’d thought my fascination with her was unrecognized and unrequited.
Maybe I had been all wrong about that.
I breathed in the scent of him. Crisp and warm at the same time, like cool mint and the slow burn of the white rum in a mojito. I wanted to drink him down in one greedy intoxicating gulp. He completely muddled my thinking. He was so sexy. So very male.
I shouldn’t have been drowning in the seductive depths of his gaze. I shouldn’t have been noticing the way his hand felt on mine. I shouldn’t have been fantasizing about how it would feel to have those roughened fingertips sliding over my naked skin. I should have concentrated on the fine details of the high performance car I was sitting in. The turbo charged engine that could take the GTS Porsche from zero to sixty in around four seconds if he punched it. The black leather interior, the round control dials, and the shiny chrome, engineered so the cabin felt like the cockpit of a fighter jet. It was so much sportier than the Mercedes CLS class coupe James’ recently incarcerated New York boss had driven while in town. But instead of thinking about all that, I found my mind wandering down paths I could never take with the enticing man beside me.
My gaze dropped to the strong arm covered in black leather seemingly immoveable and temptingly thrown across my midsection. Every slumbering cell in my body came alive as I noticed his rock hard thighs and the definitive bulge between them. The previous flush of desire became a thundering roar of need.
“Bloody hell,” he rasped under his breath withdrawing his arm.
Why did the cool rush of air and the loss of connection with him feel like a rejection? Because something more had been about to happen and I’d wanted it to. Badly.
I stared at him as he scrubbed his hands over his face, rearranging the long uneven layers of chocolate and vanilla that had caressed his forehead and tangled in his dark eyelashes a moment before. “I’m sorry, April.” His voice was muffled, but not so much that I couldn’t hear. When he dropped his hands, his hair stood up all over his head. His apologetic gaze flicked my way.
I was in a Dizzy induced daze. I blinked back at him trying to make my mind focus so I could make sense of his apology.
“Sorry for being such an ass.” Ah, the light of understanding slowly dawned. He wasn’t apologizing for the heat I knew he had felt between us. He eyed me with cautious brows lowered over his gorgeous amber hued eyes. “Mel would be devastated if you didn’t come. Can we start this whole deal over again?” His pleading expression matched his tone. “Please.”
There it was… the effortless irrepressible charm of the Diamond Mine’s prince.
I pulled in another deep breath hoping to slow down my heart rate and clear my mind. That hope sputtered on his seductive scent. But though still hazy, I managed to nod my agreement. He obviously cared about Mel enough to swallow his pride. “Sure. I can do that.” I licked my lips. His gaze dropped to my mouth. My stomach did a pleasurable dip, but I pressed on through the sensual swirl he seemed to create without even realizing it. “Thank you for waiting and picking me up.”
“Babe.” Amber eyes smoldered with renewed fire. “If I was picking you up, you would definitely know. And you’d be thanking me with those sexy lips of yours on my mouth and your long legs wrapped around my body.”
I rolled my eyes, even though his words and the way he spoke them in that deep rumble did things to me, things I hadn’t felt in a long
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