She pressed her curvy body against his, buried her fingers in his hair and
kissed him with that lush mouth of hers. His head reeled as all the blood in
his body rushed directly to his cock.
He wrapped his arms around her and drew her close, instantly
drowning in her kiss, her exotic scent, her heat. She was moving against him as
though she couldn’t hold still, and his thoughts filled with images of her
riding him, wild and out of control.
She broke free with a gasp. “God, I’ve wanted to do that
since I walked through the door of your shop earlier.”
“We would still be at my house if you had,” he assured her.
“Where did you come from?” Her eyes scanned his face as
though she was seeing him for the first time. “You rescued me in a big way this
afternoon. My mother can’t stop raving about you. And my father…” She shook her
head, the look in her eyes reverent. “He can’t stop talking to you. He never
stays at these kinds of things this long.”
Her grip tightened in his hair, sending an electric thrill
through his body and rendering him speechless.
“Who are you, Leonardo?” She nipped at his bottom lip then
touched the tip of her tongue to the same spot. “What kind of spell have you
cast over me?”
Both were unanswerable questions.
He cradled the back of her head and brought her mouth to his
again. He needed more of her, of her taste, her tongue. It was going to be
impossible to stop if he didn’t rein himself in, but like the addict he was, he
headed straight for the point of no control instead.
She moaned as he angled her head so he could kiss her
deeper, slide his tongue into the delicious, wet heat of her mouth, taking her
slowly and then relentlessly until she was clinging to him for dear life. He
needed to stop. He was unbelievably hard, almost to the point he wasn’t going
to be able to come down without having her.
And then she slid her hands between them and pushed against
his chest, putting just enough space between their bodies that they were no
longer touching.
“I’m sorry,” she panted, her tongue sliding along her
kiss-swollen lower lip. Blood surged to his cock in response. “I didn’t mean to
get so carried away.”
Her hypnotic eyes raised from his mouth to meet his gaze.
“Let’s get out of here.” The naughty smile she gave him had
a dizzying effect. She combed her fingers through his hair and smoothed the
lapels of his jacket. “The party is starting to wind down anyway. Let’s go say
our goodbyes?”
“I’m going to need a minute alone,” he told her, resisting
when she took his hand and started to lead him back to the party.
She blinked, then gave him a knowing smile. “Don’t take too
long.”
He lifted her hand and kissed her palm. “Go. I’ll be out
shortly.”
She narrowed her eyes at him as though she was going to say
something, then didn’t. He watched her sashay around the corner, unable to look
away from the swing of her hips until he couldn’t see her any longer. And then
he slumped against the wall, took in several deep breaths and tried to think of
anything but Joy naked.
Something about the room was different when he rejoined the
party a couple of minutes later. The live jazz band was still playing, and the
crowd was still murmuring amongst themselves, but there was a different kind of
tension in the air.
As Leo came around a wall into the main area of the room, he
immediately noticed the difference. There was a man he hadn’t seen among the
guests before, and that man had his arm around Joy, his hand resting lightly on
the small of her back.
She didn’t look at all comfortable to have it resting there.
In fact, if he wasn’t mistaken, he would say she looked frightened.
But was she frightened of the man, or frightened of being
found out she had a boyfriend after the way she’d just behaved with Leo in the
back hallway?
“Oh, darling,” she breathed, sounding too relieved as he
walked over. “There you are.”
She