a paunch?”
Now there was a detail of his disguise he’d failed on. Not that packing on the pounds would have done much to help attract Yasmine’s attention.
“Um, no. You’re pretty much the only person at the office I’ve checked out.”
“I’m flattered,” she said as she brushed her fingertips along his bicep, sending chills through him. “I was just wondering, would this be a good time to start redeeming my coupons?”
His will to resist Yasmine lasted all of a nanosecond. “Absolutely.”
10
“UNLIMITED SEXUAL FANTASIES fulfilled?” Yasmine smiled at the little coupon and tried to imagine what she’d choose if she could have any fantasy come to life.
Aside from the fantasy she was already living—spending a weekend in bed with Kyle. Even now, lying next to him naked on her sofa, she felt as if the line between fantasy and reality had blurred, as if maybe this weekend wasn’t really happening to her, but rather, she’d stepped outside of her own life and was living someone else’s.
Kyle had just gotten off the phone with his parents, and she’d relished listening to his conversation. The way his voice softened a bit when he spoke to his mother, grew a little heartier as he talked to his father—it gave her a glimpse of what he was like as a son, and now, oddly, she was even more turned on by him.
She’d even been ridiculously flattered that he hadn’t tried to hide what he was doing for the holiday weekend. He’d simply told his parents he was spending it with a female friend. No, they hadn’t met her, and, yes, she was a lovely woman.
“Now there’s a gift that keeps on giving. What fantasy would you like to have fulfilled today?” he asked as he rubbed his hand along her thigh and up her hip.
“Wow, I’ve never given this kind of thing much thought.”
Kyle gave her a disbelieving look. “You work at a company that makes sex software, and you’ve never thought about your favorite fantasy?”
She shrugged. “I have lots of fantasies, but I don’t really think about acting them out in real life.”
The truth was, some of her favorite fantasies were kind of politically incorrect, and she couldn’t imagine saying them out loud to anyone.
“Are you just too shy to admit what you want?”
“Me? Shy? Never,” she lied.
“Maybe I should make one up for you then,” he said.
“No! I mean, no, that’s not necessary. I’ll think of something….”
Maybe she needed to down some champagne, loosen herself up a little.
Or get over herself and ask for what she really wanted.
If there was any guy she wanted to act out her most secret fantasies with, she realized, it was Kyle. How had she come to trust him so quickly? She couldn’t put her finger on any one reason. It was just a feeling, a sense she’d had since the first time they talked that they shared some familiarity, some past life that allowed them to pick up where they couldn’t remember having left off.
“Well? What’s it going to be? Me Tarzan, you Jane? We can act out the Jungle Honey game—how about that?”
She took a deep breath. Could she do it? Could she reveal a part of herself that she’d never revealed to any man? Yes, with Kyle, she could. She would.
“No jungle love right now. What I really want—I want to be tied up and taken…without my permission.”
There it was, out there, hanging in the air between them.
“You mean, like I’m the thief, breaking into your bedroom, coming to steal your virtue?”
He didn’t look altogether thrilled by the idea, although he didn’t seem repulsed, either. Yasmine felt her face getting hotter and hotter.
“I know that’s kind of weird. But,” she paused and shrugged, “who ever said fantasies were realistic?”
“So tell me a little more about how you’d like this scenario to go.”
“You could use the handcuffs. Maybe you didn’t think anyone was home when you broke in, but now that you’ve found me…”
“And you’re the lonely, neglected housewife, desperate for sexual satisfaction?”
“Mmm.” She squirmed at his touch as he started tracing her breasts with his fingers. “Something like that. Of course, I’m not allowed to want you. But if you’ve cuffed me to the bed, what choice do I have but to lie back and enjoy the ride?”
She was getting hot at the thought of the scenario, and she wanted to do it now.
He smiled. “You get ready for bed, and I’ll be going now—off to work. Be a good little wife while I’m gone, okay?”
Yasmine