The Spanish Tycoon's Temptress Page 0,49

was fun and charming, could argue about any subject which had definitely added spice to the day.

Yes, he liked her. Maybe too much, he thought and leaned back against the counter, feeling defensive all of a sudden.

She smiled derisively at his handsome features that were glaring down at her. “I would say that history proves that I’m not on the top of your best friend’s list.” She took a sip of the wine, then set the glass down on the counter, not wanting to lose her head to the alcohol tonight.

The buzzer beeped, indicating that the food was finished and he bent to pull the two containers out of the heater. He set them down on the counter between them and handed her a fork. The tall stools were perfect for casual eating and she was grateful that this wasn’t becoming more formal.

She forced the conversation to less intimate subjects as they ate, but there was a new tension between them that hadn’t been there all day. It was as if both of them were just waiting for something to happen, some word to slip out that would snap the tension and let loose the sexual need that was simmering, barely contained.

When she’d forked the last of the delicious bruschetta chicken into her mouth, she set the utensil down carefully, feeling as if the air was actually sparking around her. “That was delicious,” she said almost in a whisper, afraid to speak too loudly and break the tension. She carried both of their dishes to the sink and placed them gently against the stainless steel basin, trying not to make any noise. “I’ll just clean up so these aren’t…” whatever she was going to say disappeared from her mind when she felt his hands on her shoulders. They weren’t hard, but his fingers heated her body with the slight touch.

“Why are you nervous?” he asked, his fingers starting to press gently into her tense muscles.

“I’m not nervous,” she said, but it was obvious that she was lying. “I’m just eager to get back to my apartment and see how everything looks with the pillows and new curtains.”

He bent low and kissed her neck. “I’ll arrange to have someone come over tomorrow to install the curtain rods for you.”

She gasped when she felt his lips touch the shell of her ear, making her shiver with awareness. “That’s okay,” she said quickly. “I can handle that part of the effort.”

“Why bother? Wouldn’t you rather be at the lab getting more work done?”

She spun around when she felt his hands on her waist, afraid of where his fingers might travel next. They were safer on her back than on the front of her. “No, that’s okay.”

He was looking down at her once again, that strange, warming heat in his eyes that made her stomach quiver with expectation. “I’d better get ready for bed,” she said.

He bent lower, his mouth hovering over hers for the longest moment. “I was thinking the exact same thing,” he finally said. With that, his mouth covered hers in a demanding, sensuous kiss that left her breathless and clinging to him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she kissed him back, suddenly realizing that this was what she’d been waiting for all day long. It felt as if she were finally home when he wrapped his arms tightly around her body, pulling her up against his hard length and showing her how much he wanted her.

His hand traveled down her back, sliding lower until his large hand was covering her round bottom, pulling her harder against him and she moaned in recognition of his need.

He didn’t ask, and she didn’t give him permission, but suddenly he lifted her into his arms and carried her out of the kitchen. She had no idea where he was taking her, but since he continued kissing her the whole way, she didn’t care either. As long as he kept on kissing her, she simply didn’t mind where they were.

When he stopped, she heard the door slam and she just assumed that they were in his bedroom. But the thought didn’t have a chance to form in her mind because he let her legs go and she was standing on tip toe to reach him, not wanting the heavenly feelings to end.

Suddenly, her shirt was gone and his hands, the heat from his fingers, were roaming along her bare skin. Her bra was no impediment to his experienced fingers and it disappeared along