feeling of doubt washing over her as those blue eyes of his stayed fixed on hers. What was it with those eyes? And why did looking into them suddenly make her feel slightly uncomfortable?
‘Dominic, I…’ She looked down at the ground, aware that he was walking over to her, gently tilting up her chin so she had no choice but to look at him again.
‘If this isn’t what you want… If you don’t want to do this, if you want to go…’
She shook her head, wrapping her fingers around his as she looked back into those blue eyes, mentally shaking any feeling of doubt from her mind. It wasn’t like they were getting into anything heavy and meaningful here; this was nothing more than escapist sex, that was all. So what was she worried about? Where was the harm?
Closing her eyes she leant forward, reaching up to gently kiss him, a tiny spark of electricity shooting right through her for the briefest of seconds as his mouth touched hers.
‘So, I’m taking this as a sign that you’re not gonna bolt out the door and leave me with nothing but my fantasies and one hell of a hard-on?’
She smiled, pulling away from him, walking backwards towards the open bedroom door. ‘What the hell, huh? I’m almost forty-three-years-old, about to be divorced for the third time, and I’ve got more baggage than any woman should have. I’m nothing but a mixed-up movie star who’s made so many mistakes in the past… so many fucking mistakes…’
‘You put yourself down, India, and you shouldn’t do that.’
‘I get tired of fighting sometimes, Dominic. Of trying to work out why I did the things I’ve done, of regretting so much and wishing I’d done everything differently…’
‘Everything?’
She nodded, unable to take her eyes off him. ‘Everything.’ She stopped by the side of the bed, slipping off her watch, laying it gently down on the bedside table, looking back at him. ‘Sometimes I just want to forget and do something that doesn’t involve me having to think, or hope that something comes out of it…’
He walked over to her, gently pushing her hair back off her shoulder, the urge to lean over and kiss it almost overwhelming. ‘Don’t you want anything to come out of this?’
She looked right into those eyes again. ‘Do you?’
He didn’t know anymore. It had never been his intention, to get involved. It hadn’t been part of the plan. If anything it could only serve to mess everything up. But now he was here, now he’d spent time with her, he felt almost guilty about the way he’d intended to use her as nothing more than a pawn in a game against Michael Walsh. But the goalposts had shifted now, and Dominic didn’t know when it had happened, but it had. And the more he thought about it, the more he began to realise that this game could hurt more people than he’d originally intended. And the one person he really didn’t want to hurt was India.
‘I want to be close to you, that’s all I know right now,’ he said, moving his mouth closer to hers. ‘I want to touch you, feel you; I want to come inside you and hold you until it’s over. What happens after that…’
‘… is anyone’s guess,’ she smiled, stepping back slightly, slowly slipping her dress down and he watched it fall to the floor, watched as she kicked it away, leaving her standing there in front of him, naked, except for those heels. ‘But who needs certainty anymore, huh?’
‘Jesus Christ!’ he whispered, looking her up and down. She was perfect in every way, with a body women twenty years her junior would kill for. Her photos were stunning, no doubt about that – and what man hadn’t seen that ‘Viper’ shoot she’d done almost fifteen years ago? But in real-life, and even after all those years, she was still one of the sexiest women around. Still a woman Dominic knew most men would kill to get close to. And he was about to get as close as any man could get.
He reached out and circled her waist with one arm, pulling her against him and just feeling her there, her body naked and warm against his still-clothed one, it was driving him crazy!
‘I’m ready to play, Mr Movie Star. Are you?’
He couldn’t help but groan out loud as she slid her hands underneath his shirt, stroking his skin, her fingers sliding down until she was touching him