Read Temptation's Kiss for Free Online Page B

nose brushed across her cheek in a nuzzling gesture.
    “Don't,” she said more strenuously, casting a worried glance at the back of the driver's head. A sheet of soundproof glass separated them. She'd find no rescue there, not that he'd thwart his employer anyway. She wrested an exploring hand from her shoulder. “Stop it, Josh. You've been touching me all night. I don't like it.”
    He laughed deep in his throat. “Yes, you do. That's been your problem all along. You like my touch far too well.”
    “I did … do … not!” she cried. “The reason I'm here now is purely professional. If you're looking for a woman to manhandle, find another one. I'm sure there are many who would enjoy it.”
    “Not nearly as many as there are purported to be.”
    “I couldn't care less. And stop doing that to my neck.” Idle fingers were sliding along its satiny base under her hair. Her efforts to shrug him off were to no avail.
    “What about you, Megan? How's your love life?”
    “I—” She was about to say she didn't have one, but seeing the foolhardiness in that, she amended, “It's satisfactory—not that it's any of your business.”
    “You're lying again, Megan,” he said tauntingly. “I've made it my business to know all about your love life. You've been out with exactly five men in the last three years. Three of them you only went out with once. You didn't spend the night with any of them.”
    A flush of heat swept up from the bodice of her dress to stain her neck and face. A rage so encompassing that it frightened her filled every pore. “You—”
    He silenced her by laying his index finger against her lips. “That kissable mouth shouldn't utter the obscenities you're thinking right now. Besides that, you're home.”
    Before she could gather her wits, he was drawing her out of the backseat. The night air was redolent with the perfume of early summer flowers. A breeze cooled her fevered skin but not the anger boiling inside her. She was so upset that the intricacies of fitting her key in the lock defeated her.
    He reached around her, plucked the key theatrically from her shaking fingers, and unlocked the door easily. In an instant they were inside the dark house and she was being pressed against the wall of the foyer.
    “No!” she gasped before his mouth swooped down on hers. She fought him, pushing against the rock-hard wall of his chest, whipping her head from side to side, eluding the audacious demands of his mouth.
    Manacling both her wrists in one iron fist, he raised her arms over her head and held them there. With the other hand he trapped her jaw to hold her head immobile while his lips moved over hers.
    As much as she wanted to indict him for this insult, she couldn't fault him with brutality. His lips weren't hard and bruising, but soft and persuasive, as he kissed her once, twice, a third time, lingering longer with each touch of his mouth on hers.
    A knot of tension deep inside her began to uncoil and spread to touch the erogenous areas of her body. Unwanted desire that had been biding in the darkest recesses of her being ventured out, testing its freedom, wandering at will.
    When Josh's tongue probed at her lips and then pushed between them to stroke along her teeth, she heard her own soft whimper of hopeless, helpless despair. Fighting it, denying it, was an exercise in futility. She wanted this man. She had always wanted him. And he knew it.
    But even that untenable fact didn't prevent her from indulging in this one forbidden kiss. She'd rebuke herself later. Remorse was always reserved for later. For right now she convinced herself that it was useless to struggle against his superior strength.
    He possessed her mouth jealously. His tongue plundered it until his monarchy was established unquestionably, then he kissed her with leisure. He savored the honeyed crevice of her mouth, dipping his limber tongue deeper each time to catch every sweet taste.
    She stood perfectly still, not daring to