Page 64 of Perfume Girl
“What happened next?” His eyebrows arched seductively.
“I do remember warning you there’d be no more kissing,” I said firmly.
“I did what you asked of me.” He lifted the strap of my dress, which had fallen halfway down my arm.
His touch sent tingles along my shoulder. “Damien probably doesn’t even think of me.”
“Yet he’s looking this way.”
“Is he?”
“Damien must realize he let the most beautiful woman in the world slip through his fingers.”
I laughed at that.
“I have even more devilry up my sleeve.” He winked playfully.
“Really?”
“Ultimate revenge. It’s taking it to genius level.”
“Are you suggesting I flirt with a hot guy in jodhpurs?”
He suppressed a smile. “I’m sure I know someone who would cooperate.”
Astor nudged me backwards and my butt hit the table. He set down his glass and then took mine and placed it beside his.
He put his hands on my waist and lifted me onto the edge of the table. “We’re working on your adventurous spirit, Raquel. This should help.”
“I think people might be looking.”
“What people?”
My breath stuttered.
“I was thinking of something like this,” he said silkily. He stepped between my thighs and pressed against me.
A rush of pleasure hit me. “This seems like it might work.”
“It will undoubtedly prove you’ve moved on.” He kissed my neck.
“I’m even jealous of me,” I quipped, feeling breathless. I was ready for anything.
He brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes, and then gently pressed his lips to mine. His tongue darted inside my mouth and I tasted champagne. The sensation caused me to moan, and I felt Astor respond. He embraced me tightly, his groin rubbing against me, which felt divinely forbidden.
His kiss became more savage, and our tongues battled, both of us drawing as much from this moment as time would allow.
Our chemistry felt exquisite. It was impossible to deny that our bodies melded perfectly.
We broke away, breathless and panting, with me still wanting more.
Astor reached up and rubbed his thumb along my bottom lip. “I smudged your lipstick.”
His touch enraptured me. I loved the way his eyes glistened with emotion when they looked into mine.
I didn’t care whether Damien was watching or not.
“Raquel?” He tipped my chin up.
