Page 37 of Dangerous Temptation
The sensual feeling intensified when the lights were doused. Instead of falling into pitch darkness, the room was lit by a golden glow that flickered and moved as if alive. Her heavy gaze fell on the hearth. Someone had started a fire.
The flames licked upwards, eating oxygen and spitting it back in pops and hisses. The warm glow reached out to her, tickling her flesh. She looked up as Alex stepped in front of her. His tie was already off and his shirt was unbuttoned. With the fire backlighting him, he looked like sin itself as he shrugged off his shirt and threw it carelessly across the room.
She reached for him as he halted in front of her.
‘We’re going to go slower this time,’ he said as he caught her by the wrists.
He dropped onto his knees and pressed her hands firmly onto the sofa. He was looking into her eyes so deeply, she felt like he was staring into her soul. When he let go of her hands, she left them where they were, her fingers biting into the soft leather.
He caught her knees then, drew them apart and inserted himself between them.
Elena’s heart began to pound like a big bass drum.
It rumbled in her ears when he caught her hips and drew her forward. He didn’t stop until the hardness of his hipbones pressed into her inner thighs and the stiffness of his erection rubbed against the crotch of her panties. Lodged so tightly, only thin layers of material separated them.
He watched her face intently. ‘I’m sorry if I scared you yesterday.’
Her breath caught in her throat. It wasn’t fear she was feeling now.
Compelled, she reached for him again. His physique was so lean and ripped, so hard and chiselled. He came to her, leaning over her, and her fingertips dug into the muscles of his back. With the fire illuminating him, he looked like a golden Michelangelo.
He hovered over her, one hand still firmly wrapped around her knee, the other stroking her hair. He ran his thumb over her barrette and traced the lobe of her ear. ‘Did I hurt you?’
The knot of air in her throat wouldn’t move so she answered with a shake of her head.
‘I was mindless,’ he confessed.
He brushed his lips over hers. ‘I’m going to make you need me the same way.’
That knocked the breath out of her in raspy jolts. She sucked it all back in when he ran his hands down her front, palms flat and fingers spread wide. He raked over her breasts, along her stomach and over her hips until he caught the straps of her thong.
The stretchy material was no match for him.
She bit her lip, but lifted her hips when he raised an eyebrow at her. The nylon pulled wide as he coaxed it over her spread legs, the material biting into her skin. He refused to budge from his place, though, and she had to lift her heels high off the floor to rid herself of the nipping garment.
She groaned aloud when the movement rubbed her core over the bulge at the front of his pants.
The sensation was so erotic and naughty. She was bare while he wasn’t.
Shyness had her trying to close her knees to hide herself, but the move only caught him tighter. He’d planted himself in the best and worst spot possible.
She groaned.
‘Need me yet?’ he asked.
‘Yes,’ she hissed.
‘Not enough.’
The front closure of her bra gave way with a pop and he tossed the cups aside, exposing her. Elena gasped when his mouth came down on her. After all the drama with her panties, she’d expected him to tease and coax her.
He did neither.
Instead, he gave her all she could handle.
She clutched the back of his neck as his mouth tugged at her nipple. ‘Alex!’
‘Mmm,’ he hummed, giving her a soothing lick. ‘That’s better. You refused to say my name for too long.’
