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Jonas didn’t move. His eyes were trying to hold her prisoner.
“After that.” Allie blinked to break his power, saying a short prayer that she could pull this off as beautifully as she’d bet Josephine had. “You offer yourself, but only so far.”
“Because...”
“The big prize waits until you’re sure you have him.” She slowly pulled down the zipper in the side of the dress. “Until you get what you want.”
He swallowed, his eyes following her movements. “What did she want?”
“Marriage.” Allie stood, took hold of the hem of the dress and pulled it up and over her head, matter-of-factly turning it back right-side out and draping it carefully over the back of her chair. Then she sat again, leaning back, crossing her legs, and picked up her champagne again. “But I’m just after tonight.”
He was devouring her with his eyes, the swell of her breasts under the camisole, the length of her thigh emerging from the pink silk. “I can do that.”
She suppressed a laugh at his eagerness, tipped up her face, eyes closed, and let her hair stream back in the sudden breeze, enjoying the anticipation, her power, his desire, sending a thank-you up to Josephine who she hoped was watching, cheering her on.
Then she opened her eyes and smiled in pure happiness at the look on Jonas’s face. What woman didn’t want a crazy-hot man going brain-dead with lust over her?
His gaze darkened suspiciously. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Of course.” Allie feigned surprise. “Aren’t you?”
“Nope.” He shook his head, glancing down at his erection, clearly and impressively visible in his shorts. “I’m in agony.”
“Good things come to those who wait.” Her slight emphasis on “come” wasn’t wasted on him.
“You’re a good thing. I’m waiting.” He pushed his chair back from the table, and spread his arms. “Come to me.”
Allie considered him gravely, then stood and walked to the railing, gazing out at the lake. “I’m not sure I’m ready to come yet.”
“Cruel woman.”
“You must be strong.” She leaned forward so her backside presented itself provocatively. He groaned. Allie had to hide a giggle. “Lovely view, don’t you think?”
“You have no idea.”
She peeked at him over her shoulder, shifting her hips to one side. “Poor, poor man.”
“This is very hard, Allie.”
“I can see that.” She straightened and strolled toward him, forcing her breath to stay even. Her body wasn’t any more immune to this game than his. Well, maybe a little—he was a guy, after all. “Maybe I can help you.”
“Please. Yes, please.”
Allie stopped between his parted knees. His hands gripped her bare waist; he looked up at her with a combination of amusement and pleading. Of course he could take control of this situation any time he wanted to, having the physical advantage. But he seemed willing to play along, at least for now.
Slowly, she lifted one thigh outside of his, then the other, sinking down, inch by tantalizing inch, until she felt the hard bulge of his erection touch, then press, against the soft silk between her legs.
His breath exploded out. Allie managed to control her reaction, but only barely. He felt so, so good.
Slowly. Don’t give it all away.
“Better?” She braced her hands against his hard chest.
He grunted, moving his hands around to clasp her buttocks. “Depends on how you define better.”
“Less pain?”
“More.” He pushed his hips up. “Much more.”
“Oh, dear.” Allie moved her hands to his shoulders and leaned forward to look him in the eyes. “Is it the feel of me against your cock that is causing you this pain?”
“Yes.” He spoke tightly, eyes roaming her face, landing briefly on her mouth, and then rushing down to take in her nipples pushing out the pink silk. His hands gripped her harder.
“Would you rather be inside me? With me hot and wet around you? Holding you tight?” Her breathless whisper was an inch from his mouth. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes.” His eyes closed; he was fighting for control. “Yes.”
“I don’t know, Jonas. I hardly know you.” She closed the last inch between them, brushed her mouth across his bottom lip, then back along the top. “Let’s start here.”
His lips were soft, responsive, warm. She closed her eyes to concentrate on their shape, their taste, the change between the moist curves of his mouth and the smooth skin of his cheeks and chin, delicious contact that shot shivers through her body.
