Seduce Me. Jo Leigh
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Название: Seduce Me
Автор: Jo Leigh
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472047052
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Max’s eyes widened and he groaned as if in pain. Pausing, she questioned him with a look. His jerky nod came a few seconds later.
Before she began again, she licked her lips, looked down, first at her hand on his cock, then at her breasts, where he was sure to notice that her nipples were still as hard as new pencil erasers. Then she gave him a little squeeze before running a slow hand from base to crown.
One of the things she liked very much about sex was the feel of a penis. That juxtaposition of soft and hard, steel and silk. But men, they liked a little show. It still shocked her that she’d danced in front of him. Her, of all people!
“Uh, Natalie?”
“Yes?”
“As much as I love what you’re doing, you need to stop.”
She stopped. “You nodded. Did I do something wrong?”
“No,” he said, but his voice sounded strained to the limit. “You’re too good at this. I don’t want to come yet. Appetizer, remember?”
“Oh. Oh.” She snatched her hand back. “That doesn’t seem very fair.”
“Just give me a few minutes, okay? Five, maybe ten. Then we can, you know, continue.”
Nodding, she wondered if she should back off entirely. There was so much of him she wanted to touch. Simply watching him breathe was a major turn-on. It wasn’t as if he was a bodybuilder or anything. That had never appealed, but the men she’d been with before tonight had all been...soft.
Which hadn’t been a problem. She honestly didn’t think much about their physiques. But they’d been nothing like Max. Everything about him was toned and sleek. His chest was a lot like his cock—soft skin with no padding. Nothing but hard sinew and muscle underneath.
Her hand hovered over his chest, aching to stroke him from shoulder to thigh, but she held back. “Too soon?”
“Think so. Maybe, uh, maybe you could get us something to drink?”
A quick peek down told her that yeah, he was still impressively rigid. The length of him lay straight up to the middle of his belly, where a little pool of precome had formed just below his navel. A wicked tremor raced through her body, but she ignored it, at least for now. “Cognac? Water? Something else?”
“There’s bottled water in the fridge,” he said, his eyes closed again. It was entirely too tempting to pet him. He looked so...tense.
She realized as she sat up that she had no robe with her, and putting on her dress seemed weird. But there was his shirt, and lucky her, it smelled like him. A kind of woodsy something that was exactly right. She’d noticed it when she’d sniffed his neck.
The trip to the fridge was over quickly. As soon as she’d opened the door, she wondered if he ate all his meals out. There was plenty of beer, a good supply of water, large jars of chunky peanut butter and strawberry jam. A loaf of bread was in there, too, as was a knife. Guess when he wanted his PB&J, he wanted it right that second.
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