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Eyes narrowed with brooding intensity, Sergios lounged back against the door frame like the lean, powerful predator that he was and the atmosphere was explosive. As she moved past he rested a hand on the bare curve of her shoulder and she came to a halt.
‘I want you,’ Sergios declared, using his other hand to ease her back against him and run his fingers lightly up from her waist to her ribcage.
In the space of a moment Bee froze and stopped breathing, panic gripping her. I want you? Since when?
‘That’s not part of our agreement,’ she said prosaically, standing as still as a statue as if movement of any kind might encourage him.
Above her head, Sergios laughed, the sound full of vitality and amusement. ‘Our agreement is between adults and whatever we choose to make of it—’
‘Trust me,’ Bee urged. ‘We don’t want to muddy the water with sex.’
‘This is the real world. Desire is an energy, not something you can plan or pin down on paper,’ he intoned, and his hands simply shifted position to cover her towel-clad breasts.
Even beneath that light pressure, her heartbeat went crazy. Boom-boom-boom it went in her ears as he boldly pushed the fabric down out of his path and closed his hands caressingly round the firm globes, teasing the stiffly prominent nipples between his fingers. A startled gasp escaped from Bee. She looked down at those long fingers stroking the swollen pink peaks, flushed crimson and then shut her eyes tight again, her legs trembling beneath her. She should push him away, she should push him away, tell him to stop, insist that he stop.
Sergios swept her up off her feet while she was still struggling to reclaim her poise and strode into the bedroom to lay her down on the big wide bed. He hit a button above the headboard and she heard the door lock and she sat up, wrenching the towel back up over her exposed flesh.
‘You’re not going anywhere…’ Sergios husked with raw masculine assurance, coming down to the bed on his knees and reaching for her.
‘This is not a good idea,’ Bee protested in a voice that without the slightest warning emerged as downright squeaky.
‘You sound like a frightened virgin!’ Sergios quipped, using one hand to tip up her chin and kiss her with hard, hungry fervour, his teeth nipping at her full lower lip, his tongue plunging in an erotic raid on her tender mouth. With his other hand he stroked the straining sensitive buds on her breasts and it was as if he had jerked a leash to pull her in, for instead of pushing back from him she discovered that she only wanted to go one way and that was closer.
‘Sergios…’ she cried against the demanding onslaught of his sensual mouth.
‘Filise me…kiss me,’ he urged, his strong hands roaming. ‘I love your breasts.’
As sweet tempting sensation executed its sway over her treacherous body, Bee felt her lack of fight travelling through her like
a debilitating disease. In a sudden move of desperation she flung herself sideways off the bed. She fell with a crash that bruised her hip and jolted every bone in her body and Sergios sat up to regard her with a look of bewilderment. He reached down to help her up again. ‘How did you do that?’ he questioned. ‘Are you hurt?’
‘No, but I had to stop what we were doing,’ Bee volunteered jerkily, hauling at the towel again and feeling remarkably foolish.
‘Why?’ Sergios countered in frank astonishment.
Bee veiled her eyes and shut her mouth like a steel trap. ‘Because I don’t want to have sex with you.’
‘That’s a lie.’ Smouldering eyes came to a screeching halt on her. ‘I can tell when a woman wants me.’
Sitting on the wooden floor on a rug that did not make the floor any more comfortable, Bee marvelled that she did not simply scream and launch herself at him like a Valkyrie. He was like a dog with a bone; he wasn’t going to give it up without a fight. ‘I forgot myself for a moment…a weak moment. It won’t happen again. You said you didn’t want intimacy—’
‘I’ve changed my mind,’ Sergios admitted without skipping a beat.
Bee very nearly did scream then in frustration. ‘But I haven’t—changed my mind, that is.’
An utterly unexpected grin slanted his beautiful shapely mouth, lending a dazzling charisma to his already handsome features that no woman could have remained impervious to. He lounged fluidly back on the bed and shifted a graceful hand. ‘So, then we deal, yineka mou—’
‘Deal?’ Bee parroted in a tone of disbelief.
‘You’re so uptight, Beatriz. You need a man like me to loosen you up.’
Tousled chestnut hair tumbling round her wildly flushed oval face, Bee stood up still clutching the towel. ‘I don’t want to loosen up. I’m quite happy as I am.’
Sergios released his breath in an impatient hiss. ‘You can get pregnant if you want,’ he proffered with a wry roll of his stunning dark eyes as if he were inviting her to take two pints of his blood. ‘We’re already saddled with three kids—how much difference could another one make?’
Her eyes wide with consternation at that shockingly unemotional appraisal, Bee backed away several feet. ‘I think you’re crazy.’
Sergios shook his arrogant dark head. ‘Think outside the box, Beatriz. I’m trying to make a deal with you. As you’re not in business, I’ll explain—I give you what you want so that you give me what I want. It’s that simple.’
