Page 30 of Break Me
“You don’t know me that well. It will take a lot more than a hot car driven by an even hotter man to impress me. I do have my standards.”
His deep laugh filled the space. “So you’re saying I’m a hot guy?”
“Well, you’re better than average.”
“My, how you can wound me.”
“My guess is you’ll get over it. Plus, I’m certain all your girlfriends stroke your ego when you’re feeling a little bit down.”
His snort was adorable. “All my girlfriends? Are you jealous?”
“Should I be? I am a unique woman.” The banter was easy with him, more so than I’d felt with anyone. Including with Sean. He’d been more serious than playful and right now, I needed anything but serious.
“Yes, you are. In truth, I can’t wait to discover what’s hiding beneath that tough layer.”
“What do you think I’m hiding?”
He slowly turned his head, his nostrils flaring. “A woman longing to let go, to feel as if she’s safe being in the arms of aman. A man who is not only willing, but eager to fulfill all her darkest fantasies.”
I took a deep breath, trying and failing to ignore the rush of adrenaline and the throbbing between my legs. Around him, that was an almost impossible feat. “You say that as if you know what I want.”
“Perhaps not, but I do know what you need.”
“And what’s that?”
“A controlling hand.”
My thoughts drifted to what Kristine had said and I found myself squirming uncomfortably in my seat. “Then you definitely don’t know me that well. I like taking and keeping control.”
He accelerated, shifting into fifth and now flying around other vehicles. For a few seconds, he didn’t respond, paying close attention to the road, but I could feel the vibrations of heat and electricity pulsing through every muscle, filling the air with sexual tension.
Just being so close to him created a rush, a deep tingling that I couldn’t hide or ignore. My nipples were pressing against the silky material of my dress, my lacy thong that he’d purchased already damp.
When he took a deep breath, I had the distinct feeling he knew exactly the condition I was in. “I think that’s where you are wrong, Halle. I know more about you than you think I do, but instead of telling you what I already sense deep in my bones, I’m going to enjoy watching you show me.”
“How am I going to do that?”
“By relaxing and being you. Letting go. Don’t worry, I have no intentions of allowing you to fall.”
As crazy as my mind was trying to make it, I believed him. My instincts told me I could trust him. We would see if I was right.
The sexual tension remained, lingering in a way that kept my breathing ragged and my thoughts drifting to very filthy ideas. When he pulled off the interstate, I tried to control all the filthy images floating through my mind. We were having dinner. That’s where the night would end.
When he pulled into the Wynn Hotel’s parking lot, I was surprised. I’d honestly believed he was the kind of man who’d want to show off his pristine resorts. There were two five-star restaurants, at least one four-star, and the rest were highly renowned. Now I was extremely curious as to where we were going.
I had a feeling even though he could have his choice of any woman in the city, he was still trying to impress me. Why would he bother? Was this really just about thanking me?
With the electricity surging in the car, I was beginning to suspect otherwise.
As soon as he pulled into a parking space, he unfastened his seatbelt and with zero hesitation, he reached across my lap, unfastening mine.
The closeness brought a hitch to my breath. His body was exploding with warmth and I was even more aroused than before. Instead of pulling away, he remained where he was, his breathing as ragged as mine.
When he cupped the side of my face, I didn’t bristle as I’d done with him before. He lifted my head gently, forcing me to look into his eyes. His were full of emotion and more desire than I’d seen in a man in a very long time.
Then he kissed me.
Not just any kiss, but one full of passion. I was instantly charged, placing one hand against his chest, sweeping my other arm around his neck. I’d been kissed before, but not like this. Not with so much raw need that I couldn’t think clearly from the first second his wet lips touched mine.
