“You tempt a man to his limits, pretty girl. Be careful because you’re playing with fire.” And then he kisses me, and it’s just like the last time we were together, all eagerness and impatience. His mouth devours mine, and my hands stray up, and my fingers thread through his damp hair.
The attraction between us is insane. It’s heady how much I want this man. I don’t want the kiss to end, but when it does, we’re both breathing hard.
I can see him struggling with a decision, and wonder if he’s about to tell me to leave, but instead he steps back, takes my hand, and leads me to the door.
Fear spikes through me that he’s going to take me to my car, but then he makes a turn down another hall and opens the door at the end.
Once we’re inside, I see it’s a bedroom.
“Is this yours?”
“Yeah.” He grabs a towel from a hook on the wall and wipes his chest, then tosses it, strolling toward me.
“What happened with that woman from the gas station the other day?” I ask nervously making small talk.
“Bandit took her to a friend’s house. She’s staying there until she figures out what she wants to do. You didn’t come here to ask me about her, though.”
“It was nice what you did. Stopping that man from hitting her.”
“I don’t take to men beating on women. Guys who do that are fucking cowards in my book.” He walks closer. “So, you tracked me down, and now we’re alone. You sure you want to stay? Because if you do, I’m going to take you down on that bed and fuck you. Maybe that way we’ll both get this out of our systems. But that’s all this will be—just sex. You good with that?”
I nod, but everything inside me screams I won’t be. It would never be enough.
“You won’t expect more?”
If once is all we’ll have, at least I’ll have that much of him.
“Because I can’t be whatever prince charming is in your head, darlin’.”
“If this is all we can have, then it will have to be enough.”
“Not sure once is ever gonna be enough with you,” he murmurs. He holds out his hand, and I take it.
He tugs me closer, and his eyes move over my face. “How the hell did I get so lucky? What’d I ever do to deserve you?”
I don’t answer, because then he’s kissing me and I’m clutching him. He smells masculine in a heady way that’s intoxicating, and in his arms is the only place I want to be.
Before long, he’s reaching for the zipper at the back of my dress, and then it's pooled on the floor at my feet. I gasp when he scoops me into his arms and my back hits the mattress of his bed. He stands over me, and one hand hooks my ankle to lift my foot. He slips off the cute wedge sandal I bought just last week, then moves to the other and when they’re both off, he holds one foot, massaging it and I moan.
“Feel good?” he asks, his voice low and sexy.
“Yes,” I whisper in reply. A heady feeling fills me. I’m lying in Blue’s bed, in Blue’s room, in nothing but my bra and panties, and his eyes are moving over me. And to think, just an hour ago I was sitting in the diner on Main Street, bored with no clue this would happen today.
I lick my lips and watch the heat in his hooded gaze blaze even hotter. His eyes trail over my body, then back to mine.
“You sure about this, Luisa? This is your last chance to change your mind.”
He’s giving me an out if I want it, but I don’t want it. Instead, I lift a hand toward him, expecting him to pounce on me, but he hesitates, and I wonder if he’s having second thoughts.
“Need to hear you say it.” The muscle in his jaw tenses as he waits for my answer.
“I want to be here, Blue.”
I swear his body relaxes, and his eyes soften.
His hand moves to his jeans, and he undresses while I watch, breathless until he’s standing there in all his glory. My eyes trail over him. I’ve never seen a naked man before.
He takes his erection in his hand and strokes it, root to tip, giving a twist at the end. “You’ve got me rock hard, baby. This is all for you. You gonna let me give it to you?”
