Page 32 of High Seduction
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It was tempting to grab hold of her and not let her leave. Tim fought with himself, with what he knew about her and what he hoped for their future.
Patience had to be his catchword, no matter how much it sucked right now.
But even if he was being patient, he was going to play all the cards he could. He couldn’t bully Erin into their future, and didn’t want to. But he sure as hell could seduce her into it.
He got rid of the condom, chuckling over Erin’s discovery of it. Then he pulled on his robe and slipped out to the living room.
She was tugging her shirt over her head, her pants already on.
“Remind me to pick you for the speed-dressing competition,” Tim teased.
Erin paused, a wry smile breaking free as she straightened. And slowed down. “Yeah. I know.”
Tim crossed the room to her side, smoothing her shirt over her hips, touching her softly, but intimately. She wanted to escape, so he’d let her. But she wasn’t leaving without enough reminders to make her thoughts turn toward him, towardthem, again and again. “No agenda. You set the pace.”
She laughed and tugged on his belt loops. “You just fucked me with your pants on. I was naked, and you were still partly dressed even after I told you to strip. I think me setting the pace is already an illusion.”
“Forgive me for wanting to repeat a pleasant memory.” Tim curled his hands around her torso and settled her against him, legs spread wide so she was cradled tight to his entire length.
“A good memory?” She looked thoughtful, then shook her head slowly once. Paused. “Oh.”
Tim rubbed his cheek against hers. “The first time we made love—I didn’t get my clothes off that time, either.”
Erin nodded, her eyes darkening as she remembered. “And I was completely naked... I seem to be naked most of the times we’ve fooled around.”
“You do naked very well.”
Then he stopped the conversation before she could twist things, or head down paths he didn’t want to discuss yet. Shadowy places in their relationship that they would need to discuss, but not here or now.
Instead, he kissed her. One hand cupping the back of her head, the other resting gently on her hip. Space between them now, only their mouths touching. Tender and passionate, as if he were giving her a piece of his soul to care for until the next time they’d be together.
The idea wasn’t that far off reality.
She matched his intensity, accepting his gentleness. When he pulled away after the final caress of their lips, her eyes were filled with stars.
He walked her to the door. Slipped on his shoes while she got her boots on. Held her hand in the elevator when she snuck her fingers into his.
Walked her to the front doors, and he was already tired of that, but it was right. She wasn’t ready for more yet. Maybe neither was he.
But soon.
CHAPTER10
January
FiveA.M.looked rotten no matter which side of the clock you came at it from. Tim rolled from his bed and shuffled his clothes on, the emergency call-out having shattered yet another incredible dream.
He was more pissed off aboutthatthan the fact it was five in the bloody morning.
One solid month he’d worked with Lifeline now. He’d trained with the team and worked with them, relaxed and played. The job was going great, and he was far more invested in the lot of the team than he’d actually expected.
Erin?
Was driving him absolutely batshit crazy.
They fooled around at least a couple times a week. He’d been doing everything he could to give her space. To allow time for her to figure out that what they had right now, while hot and satisfying on one level, wasn’t the end goal.
