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wide-open smile. “In-freaking-credible.”
His seductive gaze almost unhinged her. His deep brown eyes roamed down to her breasts. She swallowed hard. A twinge of apprehension ran through her.
What if he thought they were too small?
Damn that lack of confidence about her bra size. She shoved the insecurity away. Besides, after that doozy of a kiss, turning her bones to rubber, she was sure he was in the midst of a neurochemical cocktail rush.
“Did I mention you’re smokin’ in that dress?” He pressed his mouth to hers, cupped her breast and ran his thumb over her erect nipple. “Especially here.” He sprinkled soft kisses on each breast through the silky material.
She buried her face in his neck and whispered, “Thank you.”
He clasped his hands behind her waist and pulled her closer to his chest. Her hands dug into his impossibly hard shoulders. He deepened their kiss.
Her heart tap-danced against her ribs as their tongues mimicked the thrusts their bodies desired. A long, drawn-out moan trekked up her throat. His tongue slowly seared a path across her lips, rousing her passion, and she could tell his grew stronger.
Lordy. Lordy. This man’s kisses could melt titanium.
They had a serious case of the hots and any minute now, she expected their clothes to shoot up in flames.
Alex savored the hint of mandarin in her kisses, mingling with the sweetness of her lips.
“You’re delicious,” he whispered into her hair as he lowered her thin straps. He kissed the freckles across her bare shoulders. Her skin felt as smooth as her silk dress.
Their pleasure was only a taste of what they could experience together if he allowed it to go further.
With a lot of effort, he pulled away and fixed his gaze on her for ten pounding heartbeats.
She met his stare with potent, carnal desire.
“God knows, I want you,” he said. “But I think we better slow down.”
“Stop thinking,” she responded between quick breaths. “And keep kissing.”
He closed his eyes. His mind played a fantasy of Maddie seductively looking over her shoulder, egging him on to join her as she gyrated her hips, her dress riding over her hot ass. His mouth watered at the thought of exploring, tasting and savoring the sweet scent of her sexiness. He wanted to delve into her erogenous zones, have her rock and grind against him, take her passion to new heights until she begged to be taken any which way her heart desired.
He didn’t need much persuasion to continue where they left off after that image.
Reclaiming her lips, he crushed her to his chest and filled her with a long heat-filled kiss, relishing her scent. Her skin was infused with the scent of whatever chick lotion she used. It reminded him of lavender in an English garden.
English garden.
Damn. England.
Now was not the time for any romantic entanglements. He needed to focus on his career and the possible move to England.
Shut up, Donovan. She did say no strings attached.
True.
He returned to her tender mouth.
After long mouthwatering minutes, she buried her face in his neck. “Remind me to thank my uncle for assigning us to Makana.”
Reality check.
George Saunders had entrusted him with his niece on this project.
What the hell am I thinking?
He wanted her. Really wanted her. He had to pull back before it became impossible to stop. Backing off would be painful. He reminded himself that he didn’t want to jeopardize their relationship for one night of lust.
A movie reel of his past raced through his mind. He knew better, damn it. It didn’t matter that she’d said she wanted a casual, no-strings arrangement. Even one night of raw ecstasy in Maddie’s naked embrace wasn’t worth the risk of another ruined career and bitter breakup. He liked and respected her too much to involve her in a rerun of that part of his life.
Somehow, he found the strength and pulled away from her. She covered his mouth with abandoned hunger, captured his tongue, and sucked on it
His seductive gaze almost unhinged her. His deep brown eyes roamed down to her breasts. She swallowed hard. A twinge of apprehension ran through her.
What if he thought they were too small?
Damn that lack of confidence about her bra size. She shoved the insecurity away. Besides, after that doozy of a kiss, turning her bones to rubber, she was sure he was in the midst of a neurochemical cocktail rush.
“Did I mention you’re smokin’ in that dress?” He pressed his mouth to hers, cupped her breast and ran his thumb over her erect nipple. “Especially here.” He sprinkled soft kisses on each breast through the silky material.
She buried her face in his neck and whispered, “Thank you.”
He clasped his hands behind her waist and pulled her closer to his chest. Her hands dug into his impossibly hard shoulders. He deepened their kiss.
Her heart tap-danced against her ribs as their tongues mimicked the thrusts their bodies desired. A long, drawn-out moan trekked up her throat. His tongue slowly seared a path across her lips, rousing her passion, and she could tell his grew stronger.
Lordy. Lordy. This man’s kisses could melt titanium.
They had a serious case of the hots and any minute now, she expected their clothes to shoot up in flames.
Alex savored the hint of mandarin in her kisses, mingling with the sweetness of her lips.
“You’re delicious,” he whispered into her hair as he lowered her thin straps. He kissed the freckles across her bare shoulders. Her skin felt as smooth as her silk dress.
Their pleasure was only a taste of what they could experience together if he allowed it to go further.
With a lot of effort, he pulled away and fixed his gaze on her for ten pounding heartbeats.
She met his stare with potent, carnal desire.
“God knows, I want you,” he said. “But I think we better slow down.”
“Stop thinking,” she responded between quick breaths. “And keep kissing.”
He closed his eyes. His mind played a fantasy of Maddie seductively looking over her shoulder, egging him on to join her as she gyrated her hips, her dress riding over her hot ass. His mouth watered at the thought of exploring, tasting and savoring the sweet scent of her sexiness. He wanted to delve into her erogenous zones, have her rock and grind against him, take her passion to new heights until she begged to be taken any which way her heart desired.
He didn’t need much persuasion to continue where they left off after that image.
Reclaiming her lips, he crushed her to his chest and filled her with a long heat-filled kiss, relishing her scent. Her skin was infused with the scent of whatever chick lotion she used. It reminded him of lavender in an English garden.
English garden.
Damn. England.
Now was not the time for any romantic entanglements. He needed to focus on his career and the possible move to England.
Shut up, Donovan. She did say no strings attached.
True.
He returned to her tender mouth.
After long mouthwatering minutes, she buried her face in his neck. “Remind me to thank my uncle for assigning us to Makana.”
Reality check.
George Saunders had entrusted him with his niece on this project.
What the hell am I thinking?
He wanted her. Really wanted her. He had to pull back before it became impossible to stop. Backing off would be painful. He reminded himself that he didn’t want to jeopardize their relationship for one night of lust.
A movie reel of his past raced through his mind. He knew better, damn it. It didn’t matter that she’d said she wanted a casual, no-strings arrangement. Even one night of raw ecstasy in Maddie’s naked embrace wasn’t worth the risk of another ruined career and bitter breakup. He liked and respected her too much to involve her in a rerun of that part of his life.
Somehow, he found the strength and pulled away from her. She covered his mouth with abandoned hunger, captured his tongue, and sucked on it
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