Without finishing the sentence, she turned and made her way across the room, rushing out an exit into a deserted and dark hallway. A sliver of light cut across the floor, and she made her way toward it, finding a shallow alcove with a window that looked out over the now darkened mountainside. There was only a tiny sliver of moon visible, the stars making a stunning display in the navy sky.
Sucking in several long, deep breaths as she stared out the window, she willed her heart to steady its frantic beat, willed her body to stop reacting to Kasey’s like he was the most delicious man she’d ever laid eyes on. Which was the truth, but dammit, her body needed to listen to herbrain, not her lady bits.
Turning, she gasped, startled to find Kasey standing in the alcove doorway. He was silent, his eyes dark and intense as he stared at her. She hadn’t heard him follow her, and the predatory way he was watching her made her heart race and white-hot desire shoot directly to her core.
Yes, was all that crossed her mind.
Taking a step forward, Kasey gave her a soft shove and Shaun found herself with her back pressed against the wall of the intimate niche in the wall, his forearm coming to a rest along the wall above her, allowing him better access to press his body in close to hers.
She made to push him back, but he just pressed closer to her, not touching, but she could feel his heateverywhere.
Ensconced in the dark alcove along the private passageway, they were completely hidden from view, not that any passersby would be coming this way anyway.
They were alone. In the shadows of the alcove, Kasey loomed over her, his head descending toward hers. Tilting her head up, she was all but waiting for his lips to meet hers. She gasped out loud when she felt his mouth on the curve of her shoulder, instead.
“You are…killing mein that dress,” Kasey breathed on a growl, even as his nose trailed up the side of her neck, just beneath the curtain her hair made from the loose braid. His lips brushed her throat, so light she might have imagined it before his head tipped up again, this time fluttering against the space behind her ear. Shaun’s breath came in soft, quick pants. She was on fire. “Fuck, Shaun. The things you do to me. The things you make me want to do to you…”
His right forearm still pressed flat against the wall above her head, his hand curled into a loose fist, the fingers of his left-hand trailed feather light down the outside of her arm, making goosebumps erupt over her skin. His body, so tall and outrageously attractive, was close enough that their clothing was rustling against each other, but their bodies never connected.
Kasey’s breath was uneven as he continued, stirring her hair, “And you know exactly what you’re doing to me, don’t you? You’ve been strutting around this party all night for me, darlin’.”
“I’ve done no such thing,” Shaun whispered, her eyes fluttering closed as his nose dragged up her temple, his mouth following. She felt more than heard his breathy chuckle as it drifted over her face.
“Yes, you have,” he murmured, cocky as ever.
The hand that had been idly trailing over her bare arm slid down until she sucked in her breath at the first touch of his fingers against the skin of her thigh, an open invitation to him by the tantalizingly high slit of her dress. The backs of his fingers brushed lightly, again and again, moving inch by inch toward the soft inner part of her thigh, and she nearly fainted at the eroticism of it. She was impossibly wet, aching.
Kasey’s mouth had lowered back to the soft underside of her jaw, and she tipped her head back, granting him better access even as she shifted her leg just slightly, and she felt his grin against her skin as his fingers moved again. His fingertips grazed the lacy edge of her thong, and Shaun panted into the dimly lit room as those fingers found her, wet and warm and ready.
“Christ, Shaun…” he groaned, and she sensed his breathing change, felt his chest as it heaved like a bellows. Felt his grin against her neck as his fingers explored higher, deeper, sinking into her. Her eyes rolled back into her head at his ministrations. “You’re fucking perfect. Perfect, darlin’.”
He chuckled darkly when her breath hitched in her throat, his mouth finally moving until it hovered over hers. His storm cloud gray-blue eyes were luminous as he stared down into her own. It was rare that Shaun ever had to look up at someone, and his height compared to her own, even in her heels, was intoxicating. His finger flicked inside her and she bit her lip to stifle a throaty moan.
Those eyes darkened as they watched her teeth clamp down on her red painted lips, and he did it again, this time adding a second finger. Moving her hips against his hand, he delveddeeper, the heel of his hand grinding against her clit, and she gasped against his lips that were so close to her own, but still not touching. She was about to shatter, every nerve ending zinging with anticipation as he continued to move his fingers inside her, stroking her, tugging her toward that precipice that waited for her. Moving his hand, his thumb found her clit and circled it, nearly causing her knees to buckle. She was so close…
Her hands finally found the edges of his suit jacket, fisting them in her fingers, holding him to her as she began to tremble. He growled low in his throat, his mouth so close to hers, and the sound, along with the magic his fingers were working, completely undid her.
Fire exploded in her veins, and she came hard, squeezing his fingers. Her needy cry was instantly muffled by his mouth as it slammed down onto hers. She returned his kiss weakly, her mind short circuiting with the intensity of the orgasm rushing through her. His own growl of pleasure as he let her ride out that high as he continued to stroke vibrated against her lips, and she let out a half moan, half sob.
Holy. Shit.
Achingly slowly, he pulled his fingers out, at the same time breathing against her lips, “Does that sorry excuse of a fiancé of yours ever make you come that hard, or did you save that just for me?”
His words registered through the haze of pleasure, and it was as if he’d dumped an entire bucket of cold water on her. She gasped in outrage and shoved the heels of her hands against his muscled chest with as much strength as she could muster. He braced for it, only falling back a step as he reached up and placed those two fingers in his mouth, grinning wolfishly as he tasted her. She couldn’t stop the blush that stained her cheeks, which made her all the more furious.
“You bastard,” Shaun seethed, her chest heaving, her blue eyes fierce. Humiliation clawed at her, making her nose sting with tears.
“I’d say by the time it took…” he muttered darkly, that haughty grin widening, “you haven’t been taken care of in a while, darlin’.”
“I hate you,” Shaun gritted out through clenched teeth, her entire body taut with rage, those damn tears rising to line her lower lids.
Taking a measured step closer, Kasey leaned in and whispered on a taunt, “Do you hate me? Or do you hate that I’m right?”
She made to shove past him, but he gripped her upper arm in a vicelike hold, stopping her and hauling her close. She glared up at him even as his head lowered toward hers again. “Do you hateme, or do you just hate how much you loved that?”
All of the above, she wanted to scream at him. He grinned then, as if reading the thought as it crossed over her face, still bristling with fury and humiliation. But his eyes softened, just a touch, when she knew he saw the tears that lined her eyes.
Forcing the unwanted tears back and pushing the heel of her hand into his shoulder hard, she dropped her eyes to the floor and stepped away from him, surprised when he let her go. Raising her eyes to his once more, she saw the regret in his gray-blue gaze as he stared down at her, which made her even angrier. She didn’t want a pity orgasm. Shoving past him, she snapped, “You’re such a jerk, Kasey. Just… just leave me alone.”
