Page 61 of Tangled in Temptation

“And incredibly exhilarating,” he finished for me, pulling back just enough to look into my eyes. His own were gleaming with excitement and lust.

The elevator pinged open, momentarily startling us apart. He pulled me out of the elevator and into the foyer of his apartment. Once again, he pushed me against the wall. A picture behind me fell to the floor, but he didn’t seem to care. The man was out of control. He seemed to be starving for me.

My laughter echoed around the foyer as he shrugged out of his jacket. I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, my fingers trembling with impatience. He reached up to assist me, our hands colliding as we both struggled to get his shirt undone. He growled low in his throat, pulling me closer still, the heat of his body making my head spin.

“Patience,” I whispered teasingly, gently pushing him away. I took a step back, putting just enough space between us to allow myself to breathe. It seemed that he wanted to devour me right there in the foyer but it was getting too much too quickly. I wanted to slow down and savor every moment of this night.

“Patience,” he echoed, his voice low and rough. His eyes were dark with hunger, but there was amusement lurking in their depths as well. “Is that a word in your vocabulary, Catherine? If I remember correctly, you’re the one that’s always begging me to get you off.”

“I guess you’ll find out,” I replied, backing up a few more steps and moving farther into his apartment.

“Don’t go wandering off,” he warned, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

I chuckled at his possessiveness, leaning back against him. “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere.”

We stood there for a moment, just breathing each other in. He gently nuzzled my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His fingers traced a line down my side, sending tingles of anticipation through my body.

With a sudden whirl, he spun me around and captured my lips with his. The world seemed to blur as our bodies molded together. His hands roamed over my back, lightly tracing the outline of the expensive dress he had bought for me.

“I want you so bad,” he murmured against my ear, his hot breath causing goosebumps to rise on my skin.

His words sent another rush of heat through me. He began to undress me with surprising gentleness.

“Let’s go to my room. My floor is begging for that dress.”

I chuckled and let him lead the way. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it as he walked, kicking off his shoes, and the moment we stepped into his bedroom, his pants were dropped around his ankles.

“Someone is wasting no time,” I giggled.

“I just really want to be naked with you. However that happens works for me.”

He gently turned me around and unzipped my dress. I felt it loosen and gently slide down my body, pooling at my feet. He took a step back to admire me, his gaze raking over the lingerie I had picked up with this night in mind.

His hands reached out to touch me, his fingers lightly tracing the edge of the satin and lace. I trembled at his touch, my heart pounding in my chest. It was crazy how much this man affected me. His control, his desire, his raw need for me was intoxicating.

“Damn, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, pulling me closer until our bodies were touching again. His lips crashed onto mine in a hot wave of desperation.

His hands sought out the small of my back, holding me against him. I was lost in a sea of sensations, caught between the feeling of his skin against mine and the intoxicating scent of him. He’d worn cologne tonight. It was sexy and masculine.

“Timothy,” I whispered, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes. His gaze held an intensity that took my breath away. The man made love with his eyes more than his body.

“Yes?” He spoke in a low voice, thick with desire. His fingers traced the contour of my hips and then dipped lower, setting my nerves on fire.

“Slow down,” I murmured, trying to steady my breathing.

“I can’t,” he groaned. “I’m so fucking hard right now.”

“I can see that,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I reached down to palm him through his boxers, squeezing him gently. His eyelids fluttered closed as he let out a low moan.

I tugged at the waistband of his boxers, teasingly slow.

He quickly lost patience with my teasing, his hands reaching down and tugging his boxers off himself. His nakedness only heightened the heat between us, and for a moment, we stood there, just taking each other in.

“I like this,” he said, touching the black lingerie. “But I like your naked body better.”

With a deft move, he undid the clasp of my bra. The fabric fell away, revealing my bare chest to his hungry gaze. His eyes darkened even further at the sight. I couldn’t help the slight tremble that ran through me as he leaned down to press a soft kiss to the peak of my breast.

“Mmm,” I groaned, tugging at the waistband of my panties, wanting them off as much as he did. His breath hitched at my boldness, and his grip on me tightened, holding me close as he knelt in front of me.