I bite my bottom lip as he plays with her, and there’s a distinct swirl in the pit of my stomach.Oh God, Beth, stop it.
He stares up at me. ‘You know what she’s missing?’
‘No, but you’re probably going to tell me.’ I sigh.
‘Dick.’
I blink rapidly, unable to stop the smile spreading across my face. ‘How can you tell?’
‘I can just sense it.’ He pulls himself to his feet and moves towards me.
The mood in the kitchen suddenly changes as his expression turns serious.
‘She’s tense, agitated, frustrated, she needs someone to show her a good time,’ As he towers above me, I instantly feel the warmth of his breath. I don’t dare look up because my face will give me away immediately, and then he’ll know that not only do I like him, but that given half a chance I would let him have me.
‘Does she now?’ I mouth into his broad chest.
‘And you know what they say about dogs and their owners?’
‘And you’re the good time giver, I suppose?’ I hide my desire with a smirk as I glare up at him.
‘If you’re willing to receive, I’m willing to give.’
My mouth falls open as I struggle to think of a witty reply. Damn it, why can’t I think of something to say? You’ve done it now, Beth, you’ve let him in. My mind is a blur and all I can focus on is his thumb and forefinger gently tipping my face up to his.
‘I don’t know if I should get into anything serious right now.” My brow knits together as I inwardly curse myself for trying to discourage this.
‘Who mentioned anything serious? I’m not in a position to offer you more, but what I can offer, is worth having.’
‘I…’ is the only word I can manage and it’s confirmed that he’s rendered me speechless. I’m one hundred per cent captivated and pray he’s about to show me why.
‘I think you should close your eyes, Beth.’
‘Wh-why?’ I stammer.
‘Because sensory deprivation is a turn-on.’
I flutter my eyes closed and feel his free hand snake around the small of my back, then with the lightest of brushes, his lips dust across my own, sending a shiver down my spine.
‘More?’ he mutters against my mouth.
I don’t know what noise I make, I heard it, he heard it, all I know is that it’s the sound of a woman in need. His lips take mine firmly and his tongue explores my mouth. I reach up, pulling him towards me, and in one swift motion he lifts me onto the worktop. Nestled perfectly between my legs, he holds me as close to his body as humanly possible, close enough for me to feel his hard erection pressed against my core.
Pinot Grigio and James Taylor equals bad decisions and here I am possibly making an almighty one.
‘I’m not sure if this is a good idea…’ I moan as he ignites a red-hot trail along my neck.
‘No one ever had mind-blowing sex from well laid out ideas.’ His teeth graze across my collarbone as he squeezes my right breast firmly.
Did he saymind-blowing?
You want this, Beth. Admit it. You’ve wanted him since the paddock, since the car, since the lake, every damn time you’ve seen him.
‘I meant doing this in the kitchen isn’t a good idea…’
Taking my hand, he pulls me from the worktop, and I wobble on my feet. Shit, my legs have given way from his kiss alone. ‘Lead the way, I can’t wait to see Bethany’s bedroom.’ Gesturing to the door, my nerves suddenly take an almighty nosedive.
‘Errr, more drink, I think we need another drink. If there’s not wine, I can find something, I’m sure of it.’ The comforting touch of his hand on my shoulder steadies me as he turns me to face him.