watched her, keeping his distance, like she was some sort of black wi

ing past her, he slid the jacket off the back of the chair and stilled, close enou

ents she should have had collided in her mind, borrowed memories from novels and cinematic

on a whispered curse. Every breath she took tightened he

jacket," he whispered, voice low as it

nd onto the floor. She couldn't blink and she began to trembl

h cologne, and sin clouding her mind. She wasn't a small woman. Thin, yes, but too tall. Yet,

ping in a way that prickled the back of her neck

loser, never one to act audaciously, but maybe this was the sel

oftly whispered, "I didn't want

nd swept into her hair, fingers terrorizing her sensible bun, as he jerked her body to his on a gasp. His aggression wa

his as their heads tilted and his mouth opened against hers. He

into his broad shoulders. The distant thud of the bottle hitting the carp

dipped her over the surface, arching her backwards and exposing her neck. The five o

in the shadows. Her knees drew up as a chair skidded out of the way. H

hiking her simple pencil skirt higher. The bunched material gave

essed against her core. She

light shining from the desk lamp. She'd never been in such a tangle. T

rip on his shirt tightened. "Isado

recognized in his gaze

mo

uld do this. Who would kn

e. His mouth tilted over hers, pulling, slowly taunting, until everything inside of her seemed to stretc

of fabric at a time. His warm fingertips scorched the hidden skin of her belly, skimming over her ribs wit

, his thumb tracing delicate swirls

ess of his arousal was leaving her panties slick and h

Tell me to stop, to

er." She loosened the t

r. And the

. He looked at her as no man eve

her with him. Leaving her shirt ope

he grimaced. "Your bed-" "Is upstairs. T

e didn't seem pleas

antique key sitting in the lock. Shoving the coffee table

sed her some more. Nodding, she stepped closer to

ggled, he patiently allowed her the time she needed. Once she had the garment

heat coming from the strong wall of his chest the greatest sensation

t m

hair from her cheek, removing the clip from her bun. His fingers sifted through the weig

o pretty,

and strangely uncomfort

fingers slid her blouse off her shoulders

ce bra, her heart trembling behind her ribs. He was still

ay

and throat too dry

arment slid down her arms, joining her shirt on the floor. Coo

an ever had. Something dark was born in that moment and she accepted that nothing, not jewels

shirt, never taking his gaze off of her. Despite being a ma

dusting of dark hair over chiseled masculinity. The focus of his attention caus

overing just over his heart and slowly touching down

his face. She couldn't recall ever touching another

loser. The warmth of his hand closed over her breast, cupping, pulling, fi

hispered, the zipper at her hip loose

ills chased over every curve. Shivers skipped down her spine as he lifted her breasts, h

for more. His arm banded around her, arching

his o

ed up at him she realized how much trust lay between them. He wouldn't hurt her. On s

rfect," she

issing and teasing, while his warm hands slowly caressed her curves. She had no idea how badly she need