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‘Mine or yours?’ he asked, wanting her to feel in control.
‘Mine.’ She didn’t hesitate. ‘I don’t want to run another gauntlet of photographers.’
She probably wouldn’t, but he didn’t intend to argue.
* * *
‘Come here.’ His voice was raw, aching.
Obediently, she shuffled across the back seat towards him, having given the driver her address, but he could see her mind still whirring, and knew she was going to try that talking stuff again. It was a complication he could do without. Scooping her up, he hauled her into the air before settling her on his lap. His body tautened with approval.
‘Much better.’
‘Much,’ she managed.
And then his mouth was claiming hers again, his hands roaming her body as she straddled him, the way he’d so urgently wanted to do in the club. From the exquisite curve of her calves to toy at the back of her knees, and then up those impossibly long thighs. But instead of going higher, he toyed with the hem of her short dress, then traced a path up her body instead, over the top of the metallic tassels. The material remained a barrier between them, the halter neck almost taunting him as it concealed her breasts from his gaze.
He cupped her chin with one hand, allowing the other to slide into her mass of blonde hair and cradle the back of her head. And for her part Archie met him stroke for stroke, making an exploratory journey of her own over his shoulders, his arms, his torso. She traced every curve and muscle and sinew, and let her head fall back as he scorched a trail of kisses from her mouth, down the elegant line of her neck and to the hollow by her clavicle. Her intoxicating scent filled his nostrils and heightened his senses.
With every sweep of her tongue and graze of her nails, she was driving him wilder and wilder. The fact that her fingers trembled as they undid the buttons of his dress shirt only added to the delicious tension. He yearned to know every inch of her. Intimately and completely. Reaching up, he unhooked the clasp at the back of her neck and allowed the two sides to fall down, exposing the most incredible breasts and hard, pinkish-brown nipples, which seemed to call out to him.
Kaspar couldn’t resist. He ben
t his head and took one perfect bud in his mouth, his tongue swirling around it before he tugged on it. Just the right side of rough.
Her sharp gasp was like a caress against the hottest, hardest part of him. And then she offered the other breast for the same and as he obliged he couldn’t stop a groan of desire slipping from his lips. He liked this bold, demanding side of her. He didn’t know why, but he got the impression it wasn’t a side of her that everyone got to see.
The idea appealed to him far more than it should have.
Lifting his hand, Kaspar lavished attention on one breast as he lowered his mouth to the other. Sucking on the nipple and then drawing back to watch her shiver as the cool air did the rest. He tried it again. And then again as he swapped sides. Until she wriggled on his lap, unmistakeable heat against the most sensitive part of his body. He reacted. Already hard, he was now so solid it was almost painful. Aching to touch her wet heat, to slide inside her.
But not here. Not in the car. With anyone else maybe he wouldn’t have cared, but no one else had ever turned him on with quite the feverish quality that Archie had. He only knew he wanted more with her, and not on the back seat of a car.
‘What’s wrong?’ she asked, sensing his change of attitude immediately.
Moving his hands to her hips, Kaspar shifted her backwards slightly. Enough so that every tiny movement of her hips didn’t make his body throb quite so tightly.
It damn near killed him.
‘Not here. Not the first time,’ he managed hoarsely.
‘The first time?’ She arched one eyebrow as though that would distract him from the way her body quivered on his lap. Her pent-up tension equal to his. ‘You’re optimistic.’
‘Once isn’t going to be enough,’ he bit out, the rawness in his own voice catching even himself by surprise. When had that become a fact? ‘You must know that.’
The distinct hitch of her breath didn’t help. But whatever answer she might or might not have been about to give was cut short when the driver pressed the intercom to let them know they’d arrived, moments before the car pulled up.
He could barely believe the ridiculous way he couldn’t seem to think straight with this woman. She made him lose his head.
Worse, a part of him liked it.
* * *
Archie opened the door to her apartment and reached for the lights.
Her skin still sizzled at the mere memory of his touch. It was impossible to shake the presentiment that she would never again be able to quash this shiver that ran so deep inside her. She had absolutely no idea how she managed to keep her voice so calm.
‘So here we are.’ She licked her lips anxiously. This was the first time she’d ever had a man back to her home. In fact, this was the first home she’d ever had by herself. ‘In my apartment.’
