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you’re that irresistible?” She locked the door and kicked her shoes off.
“That’s what you tell me.”
“I’m only repeating what’s written on the walls in every lady’s room in town.” She laughed as he shook his head. “Gotcha.”
She sank onto the ivory sofa cushions and patted the seat next to her. He dropped beside her and stretched out his legs. He picked up the remote control. “Mind if I check out the hockey scores?”
“Go ahead.”
He turned the TV on and channel-surfed until he found ESPN.
Maddie watched Alex concentrate on the sports news, wondering what had caused him to sound reserved after their last dance and act so guarded as they walked back from the bar. It had to relate to work, she concluded.
Alex was a perfectionist and as serious as a heart attack when it came to his career. Although she teased him about his suspicious nature, she couldn’t blame him. His job required him to get up close and personal to the action in the most conflict-ridden parts of the world. However, this assignment was a safe one. It was a great opportunity for him to relax. And now was the perfect time to start.
She inched her way closer to him, put her hand on his shoulder and drew an invisible pattern on the sleeve of his burgundy button-down shirt.
“Alex, please shut the TV off. I want to talk to you.”
“Uh-huh,” he said, not looking at her.
She waited a few minutes. When he didn’t budge, she reached for the remote and clicked the TV off.
“Rangers won tonight.” He twisted to face her. “Don’t you want to see the highlights?”
There was no way to lead up to this gently. With a surge of assertiveness driven by desire as well as a couple of cosmopolitans, she took both his hands in hers and mustered up her confidence. “I want you to lick me cross-eyed.”
“You want me to what ?”
“Okay, that sounded better inside my head.” She squeezed his hands. “I want sex. Great sex. Alex, let’s do it.”
His eyes widened a fraction. “I admit, holding you on the dance floor nearly drove me crazy.” He squeezed her hand. “I thought about it and decided I can’t…we can’t ¾ ”
She leaned toward him, their lips almost touching. “Let’s discuss this after we kiss.”
“Don’t make this harder than it is.”
I’d like to make it as hard as humanly possible. She buried her hands in his hair.“Just one kiss?”
“One kiss, huh?”
“Yeah, you know, get it ¾ and this awkward tension between us ¾ out of the way.”
He stared at her for a few beats, then bent his head and brushed his lips against hers.
“Hmmm,” she said. “That didn’t do it. Still feeling the tension. I say we try for another one. Or two.” She lowered her voice and hoped it sounded like a sexy whisper. “Deep. Long. Slow. Melt-in-your-mouth kisses that you wish would last the whole night…”
Quicker than a cheetah, he lifted her on top of his knees and into the cradle of his arms, tangling his fingers in her hair. “You mean like this?” He buried the words against her mouth in a hoarse groan.
His succulent lips met hers in a passionate, toe-curling kiss that could bring a woman back from the brink of death. She tasted a hint of rum, as if he’d shared his drink with her.
The inside of her thighs twitched as he pressed his lips against hers, with soft, slow back-and-forth movements. She felt as sultry as Makana Island itself. Her breasts were the exotic scenery waiting to be explored and her sex as wet and wild as the ocean. This is how a bee must feel, she thought, when it lands on a fresh flower. Its mind focused on one desire. All its senses heightened with the anticipation of suckling the flower’s sweetness, turning the nectar into honey and reaching heart-pounding ecstasy.
He raised his mouth and trailed nibbling kisses across her forehead and along her temple, his breath as ragged as hers.
Her lips sizzled from his kiss. She dropped her chin on his chest and gave him a
“That’s what you tell me.”
“I’m only repeating what’s written on the walls in every lady’s room in town.” She laughed as he shook his head. “Gotcha.”
She sank onto the ivory sofa cushions and patted the seat next to her. He dropped beside her and stretched out his legs. He picked up the remote control. “Mind if I check out the hockey scores?”
“Go ahead.”
He turned the TV on and channel-surfed until he found ESPN.
Maddie watched Alex concentrate on the sports news, wondering what had caused him to sound reserved after their last dance and act so guarded as they walked back from the bar. It had to relate to work, she concluded.
Alex was a perfectionist and as serious as a heart attack when it came to his career. Although she teased him about his suspicious nature, she couldn’t blame him. His job required him to get up close and personal to the action in the most conflict-ridden parts of the world. However, this assignment was a safe one. It was a great opportunity for him to relax. And now was the perfect time to start.
She inched her way closer to him, put her hand on his shoulder and drew an invisible pattern on the sleeve of his burgundy button-down shirt.
“Alex, please shut the TV off. I want to talk to you.”
“Uh-huh,” he said, not looking at her.
She waited a few minutes. When he didn’t budge, she reached for the remote and clicked the TV off.
“Rangers won tonight.” He twisted to face her. “Don’t you want to see the highlights?”
There was no way to lead up to this gently. With a surge of assertiveness driven by desire as well as a couple of cosmopolitans, she took both his hands in hers and mustered up her confidence. “I want you to lick me cross-eyed.”
“You want me to what ?”
“Okay, that sounded better inside my head.” She squeezed his hands. “I want sex. Great sex. Alex, let’s do it.”
His eyes widened a fraction. “I admit, holding you on the dance floor nearly drove me crazy.” He squeezed her hand. “I thought about it and decided I can’t…we can’t ¾ ”
She leaned toward him, their lips almost touching. “Let’s discuss this after we kiss.”
“Don’t make this harder than it is.”
I’d like to make it as hard as humanly possible. She buried her hands in his hair.“Just one kiss?”
“One kiss, huh?”
“Yeah, you know, get it ¾ and this awkward tension between us ¾ out of the way.”
He stared at her for a few beats, then bent his head and brushed his lips against hers.
“Hmmm,” she said. “That didn’t do it. Still feeling the tension. I say we try for another one. Or two.” She lowered her voice and hoped it sounded like a sexy whisper. “Deep. Long. Slow. Melt-in-your-mouth kisses that you wish would last the whole night…”
Quicker than a cheetah, he lifted her on top of his knees and into the cradle of his arms, tangling his fingers in her hair. “You mean like this?” He buried the words against her mouth in a hoarse groan.
His succulent lips met hers in a passionate, toe-curling kiss that could bring a woman back from the brink of death. She tasted a hint of rum, as if he’d shared his drink with her.
The inside of her thighs twitched as he pressed his lips against hers, with soft, slow back-and-forth movements. She felt as sultry as Makana Island itself. Her breasts were the exotic scenery waiting to be explored and her sex as wet and wild as the ocean. This is how a bee must feel, she thought, when it lands on a fresh flower. Its mind focused on one desire. All its senses heightened with the anticipation of suckling the flower’s sweetness, turning the nectar into honey and reaching heart-pounding ecstasy.
He raised his mouth and trailed nibbling kisses across her forehead and along her temple, his breath as ragged as hers.
Her lips sizzled from his kiss. She dropped her chin on his chest and gave him a
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