Page 66 of The Path to Loving Him
She leans forward, her robe draping open. “Don’t you think we should chat?”
My eyes fixate on the part in her robe and the delicious cleavage on full display.
“Mm, I see what you’re more interested in.” She stands from her chair and then, to my surprise, pushes me back and sits on my lap.
I tell myself not to give in.
Not to touch her.
To avoid all physical contact.
But fuck, I can’t.
My hands grip her hips, and my tongue wets my lips.
“Is this the only way I’ll get you to tolerate me?” she asks, running her hands down my stomach.
“This is not going to help,” I say as my thumb rubs against the silky fabric.
“Maybe we can make it a game,” she replies. This already feels like a goddamn game, one that I’m sorely losing. “For every question you answer, I’ll give you a little something that I know you love.” She undoes the tie of her robe and lets the fabric fall open. “You in?”
My head’s dazed. Confused. Like I can’t think straight as my hands move inside her robe, right to her bare skin.
“This . . . this can’t keep happening,” I say as I move my hands up her rib cage.
“Then stop touching me.”
I wet my lips again. “I can’t.”
She smiles and shimmies out of her robe, letting it fall to the floor.
“Fuck,” I say as I take her in.
Full breasts with dark nipples.
Curves that give me so much to hold on to.
Thighs that squeeze tightly around me.
She shifts on my lap, my joggers doing nothing to hide the way she makes me feel.
“Come on, Ryland. Play with me.”
I bite the inside of my cheek, leaning back in my chair. “This can’t happen again.”
“It can’t happen again tonight . . . or after tonight?”
Say tonight.
Set the boundaries.
Tell her no more.
“After tonight,” I say, my voice coming out raspy.
She smiles seductively. “Then let’s make it a good one and play with me.” She trails her fingers down to my shirt and tugs it over my head, leaving me shirtless. The cool air races between us, acting as a stark contrast to my heated skin. “You ask me a question, and I’ll answer. When I do, you get to do something to me, anything you want, but also, if I ask you a question and you answer, the favor is returned.”
I nod, lust racing through me. Because I want her . . . again. I want to play. I want to be inside her again, feel her clench around me. Hear her moan. See her lose all control.
