Page 44 of Tinsel In A Tangle


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“I want to see more of you,” she said. “I have a feeling you’re packing quite a body under those impeccably tailored suits.”

He stood still, quiet, for a moment, and then swore under his breath.

“I don’t think I can say no to you,” he muttered. And then started to unbutton his shirt. “You don’t have to look so smug about it.”

She would’ve laughed, but it died in her throat when he slipped off his shirt, pulling it out from where it was still tucked into his pants. He laid it on the end of the lounge chair, the part that his jacket didn’t already cover.

She couldn’t imagine a more perfect body, even in her wildest fantasies. He’d had an amazing body when they were teenagers. She’d never admit it to anyone, but she’d spent many hours watching him through mirrored sunglasses.

But his body as a man was...wow. Just wow.

He was like a poster child for a fitness model. His pecs were well defined, he had a full six pack of abs, and the V that led down into his pants was the closest thing to paradise she’d ever seen.

“When I told you to get on the chaise, you know very well I meant to lean back.”

She shivered when he growled at her. She actually hesitated, because she wanted to hear that sexy demanding tone again. But she also wanted whatever was to come next. It was a hard decision.

She moved back on the lounge chair so that she rested against the back, her legs extended toward the foot. Her legs were still together, knees bent. She couldn’t hide her breasts, even if she wanted to.

“The diamond pales in comparison to you,” he said. It was like he hadn’t meant to say it out loud.

How had she forgotten about the diamond again? Its heavy weight should feel like a noose around her neck, but instead, it was so comforting she was able to forget about it.

All her attention was focused on the man in front of her.

He reminded her of a sleek jungle cat, which made her the prey. Finally, he sat on the edge of the chaise.

He reached out and touched the diamond still nestled between her cleavage. He traced around the emerald-cut stone, down between her breasts, down her stomach, briefly dipping into her belly button and down further. He pressed her legs apart.

“Don’t ever hide from me,” he commanded.

She made a noise that could’ve been a protest, but in reality was need. With his eyes focused on her face, staring deep into her eyes, he used his finger to explore her most intimate areas.

“Jake,” she gasped and pressed against his finger when he brushed up and down her center. He traced her folds, explored, but kept a teasing distance away from the spot where she most wanted to be touched.

“So soft,” he said. “And smooth. I like it.”

She hated waxing but if it made Jake look at her with such hunger, she’d endure the torture every day. Not that they’d ever have more than tonight, she reminded herself.

“More,” she begged.

“What do you want?”

What a loaded question.

“I want you.” And orgasms. Lots and lots of orgasms.

“You’ll have me,” he said. “When I’m ready.”

She pouted, which was new. She did not pout. Usually. “I didn’t know you were such a bully.”

He took her breath away when he tossed his head back and laughed. “A bully? That’s rich.”

She knew she was being ridiculous. Jake’s whole purpose in life was taking care of other people.

Finally, he brushed his finger ever so slightly over her eager clit. Then he slid his finger down further and pressed into her, just the slightest bit. She arched her back, trying to bring him deeper into her body, but he anticipated her movement and countered, keeping just the tip of his finger inside of her.

“You’re a bully and a tease.”

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