Playing With Fire. Kayla Perrin
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Название: Playing With Fire
Автор: Kayla Perrin
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Эротическая литература
Серия: Mills & Boon Spice
isbn: 9781472054364
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It wasn’t just the top-of-the-line champagne that had Zienna forgetting her own moral code after dinner and agreeing to go back to Wendell’s place for a nightcap. It was her lust for him. From the moment she’d agreed to have dinner with him, she’d known that the sex would be inevitable.
What she didn’t expect was just how amazing he was in bed. Or on the sofa, in the shower...
Zienna felt the stirring of desire, and it snapped her out of her trip down memory lane. Made her realize where she was, and what had just happened.
Good Lord, what was wrong with her? She was thinking about Wendell to the point where she was getting aroused?
She stood, paced the floor. And all she could think of was what Alexis had said last night. It took you years to get over Wendell.
That comment had allowed her to acknowledge her fear that seeing Wendell would erase all the progress she’d made. Damn it, was that already happening? Were thoughts of him going to invade her mind at regular intervals again?
“No,” she said aloud. She wouldn’t let them.
She was going to see Nicholas later, the man she loved. The man who could be her everything.
Unlike Wendell.
He’d never been hers. Learning he’d followed someone else to Texas—when he’d told her that he wasn’t ready to settle down—was the most bitter part of all.
Oh, he had wanted to commit—just not to her. When he’d left her, Zienna had stupidly told herself that Wendell had been afraid of their intense connection, intimidated by it. That he didn’t know how to handle his feelings for her. And she’d fully expected him to return.
It had been a fairy tale concocted out of total bull to make herself feel better.
That thought helped her purge the unsettling sexual memories of Wendell from her mind. He was the last man on the planet she should be thinking of.
Zienna got her cell phone and sent Nicholas a text: Can’t wait for tonight.
And to make the night extraspecial, she would stop by a lingerie shop on the way home and pick up something very skimpy—for Nicholas’s eyes only.
5
Nicholas didn’t call back. But he did send a text to tell Zienna where they would dine. And she wasn’t surprised when he said he’d made reservations at Café Tagine in the West Loop for Mediterranean fare, as it was one of the few places he enjoyed eating other than his own restaurant. The highlight of the dining experience—if you were there at the right time—was the belly dancing performance.
Zienna sent him a text back to ask if she should meet him there or if he would pick her up. She wasn’t one of those women who expected to be picked up for every date. She had her own car, her own career, and she could take care of herself. A few guys she’d dated had told her that she was too independent. But after years of providing for herself, she wasn’t about to pass over the reins to a man.
Not yet, anyway.
When her cell phone trilled, Zienna lifted it from the bathroom counter and looked at the screen.
I’ll pick you up.
She grinned. It would be better this way. Because being beside him in the front seat, she could get a little frisky.
Sample a little of the heat of what was to come.
* * *
At 7:30, Zienna’s cell phone rang. Even before she looked to see if Nicholas was the one calling her, she hurried to the window of her second floor condo, which looked down on North Kingsbury Street, and saw Nicholas’s car. He was nothing if not punctual.
She then ran to pick up her phone, which was on her dining room table. “Hey, you.”
“I’m downstairs.”
“I know, I just saw you. I’m on my way.”
She gathered her clutch purse and headed to the door, where she stopped to give herself one last glance in the hall mirror. She was wearing a red dress with a plunging neckline that went to the base of her cleavage. It was an outfit that revealed what Nicholas had termed her “great boobage.” The dress hugged her waist, then flared slightly over her hips. It was a sexy yet classically feminine outfit.
Beneath the dress, she was also wearing red—a lacy red thong adorned with a tiny white bow at the front, and a matching bra with little bows on the straps. A grin played on her lips. She knew she looked absolutely amazing in the ensemble, and she knew that Nicholas would go nuts when he saw her without her dress later.
Zienna made her way downstairs. Ever the gentleman, Nicholas got out of his black Infiniti SUV to meet her as she headed down the short walkway toward him.
“Wow.” He whistled, then reached out and fingered a strand of her long, flat-ironed black hair. It was a look that suited her well.
“Gimme a kiss,” she told him, and took him by the jacket lapel and pulled him close. He kissed her on the lips, a peck that lasted a few seconds.
Zienna pouted a little when he eased back. “That’s all?”
“I don’t want to ruin your lipstick.”
“Okay then,” she said, giving him a you’re-missing-out look. He hurried to the door and opened it for her. As Zienna sat, she deliberately pulled her dress up on her thigh, allowing him a glimpse of her bare legs.
“Damn,” he uttered.
Then he got into the vehicle beside her and gave her a wink before driving off. Zienna frowned slightly. She had hoped... Well, she’d hoped for at least a little grope in the car before Nicholas turned his attention to the road.
She couldn’t have looked more seductive. Her makeup was perfect, the deep auburn shadow on her eyes meant to accentuate the red in her outfit. And she was wearing a pair of four-inch Louboutin leopard print pumps. Even her purse matched—leopard print with red at the edges. Not to mention that she’d changed her toe polish after work to make it a cherry red.
Nicholas had always told her that he loved her in red, and she’d been hoping for a more carnal reaction from him.
She offered him a smile. When he grinned back at her, she took his hand and lifted it to her breasts.
“Easy, babe,” he said. “I don’t want to get to the restaurant with a throbbing erection.”
Zienna kissed his hand, then released it, inwardly disappointed.
Nicholas was gorgeous and ambitious and a gentleman...but sometimes she wished he’d be a bit more spontaneous. She wouldn’t mind if they got a little hot and bothered in the car and missed dinner altogether. But she knew that wasn’t something Nicholas would do, because he’d СКАЧАТЬ