this morning and now, after meeting again tonight, it’s even stronger.”
Of course Gina knew he was right and she smiled softly in agreement. Why argue, like he’d said they both knew what was going on between them.
Dark hoped she understood now, he was tired of waiting. Gina wasn’t only argumentative but she appeared to have a strong resistance. If he was going to take her tonight then he needed to break that down and quick
“Let’s give this a chance and see where it takes us,” he teased running one of his masculine hand s gently over her waist and round her hips . “I can use the job as bait if you want but we both know it’s not about that anymore,” he whispered huskily then taking Gina by surprise he swept his hand over her buttocks and pressed hard. “What do you say, Gina?” He asked moving his hand in delicious, sensuous circles.
Gina gasped, his hands were on her, and on her backside at that, this was too much, and she felt her nerve ends jolt in response. He felt the attraction too, wasn’t that what he meant when he’d said it was no longer about the job? She was almost delirious with joy, the gorgeous Matthew Dark fancied her and wanted her in his bed. She sighed in his arms and responded eagerly as he bent and kissed her again. T here was somethin g about this charismatic man, something very seductive that was fast drawing her in.
“Give me your hands,” he asked softly and as she put them both in his he kissed her fingers lightly. “Now put them behind your back and keep them there,” he told her. “Let’s see how good you can be,” he whispered brushing her cheek with his lips.
What was this, another part of the game he was playing, Gina wondered? But why the thing with her hands and why did it excite her so much? A shiver of intense heat seared through her body before dancing its slow, sultry steps low down. Control, the word spun in her head begging her to be cautious. He wants to be in control. He’ll do things to you while he has you immobilised, she told herself. This is his way, this is what he does with everything and everyone and the women he wants to bed are treated the same. This gave all the warnings she’d been given a new and sharp validity, she realised just before she clasped her hands behind her back.
Dark didn’t speak, he didn’t smile he just watched her obey him with a self satisfied look on his handsome face. Then he lifted her chin gently with his hand and made her look into his eyes while he ran his free hand slowly over her breasts.
Wasn’t there supposed to be a preamble to such intimacy? Shouldn’t he spout a few soft words or a bit of romance before going in for the kill? His haste didn’t sit right; this wasn’t how ‘boy making pass at girl’ usually went, well not in her experience. But this was different, this was Dark and in his world he did things his way, she reminded herself. But as his fingers felt their way down her deep cleavage and pushed under the fabric of her clothes she uttered her first moan of pleasure and was lost.
He smirked and nodded his approval. “I think you’re going to be very good at this,” he praised as he unfastened the side zip of the gown and slipped off a shoulder strap. “You do want to please me, don’t you Gina,” he whispered as he swept half the bodice of the dress and the soft cup of her bra out of way and palmed one of her breasts hard.
Gina gasped and felt her insides melt in the white heat of this embrace. He moulded and stroked her naked flesh and flitted eager fingers over her sensitized peaks feeling their growing hardness. She wanted to throw her arms around him, kiss him but he had her pushed tight against the wall with his muscular thighs holding her fast. She couldn’t move and she couldn’t stop him either. He dipped his head and for the first time she felt his tongue on her
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