Web of Deception - By Nina Blake Page 0,20

his neck as she drew him nearer.

Daniel kept the kiss chaste. For now.

He’d wait until she ached for him.

“Is this what you had in mind?” he teased, pulling away from her briefly.

She nodded, breathlessly. Clearly, words had escaped her.

He raised his eyebrows. “Because I had something more in mind.”

Her chest heaved, the pale skin of her neck glowing, and he knew she wanted this every bit as much as he did.

Looking down at the blond locks tumbling around her face, he saw her eyes were filled with longing. For him.

She had a boyfriend and he should stop himself but he didn’t care what was right and what was wrong.

Just this once, he didn’t care.

“There’s something I have to tell you.” Her voice was so small.

“Tell me later.”

His mouth was on her neck as he peppered it with little kisses. She felt so small in his arms, her body so soft and lush, and he wasn’t going to wait.

“I’m not going out with anyone else,” she said. “Mark and I broke up.”

All the better for him, Daniel thought. He’d hoped to take her away the following weekend and now he knew nothing could get in the way.

She was such a strange creature. She could have told him sooner. It wasn’t as though he minded.

He covered her mouth with his. A few moments ago he hadn’t cared about her relationship with Mark, and he certainly didn’t care now.

Her lips were pliant under his as he slipped one hand down to undo one of the little mother of pearl buttons on her shirt. She didn’t flinch, didn’t move away. He undid another button, enjoying the quiet anticipation of the moment.

Suddenly, he felt her hand pressing against his, but she didn’t push him away. She clasped his hand in hers for a moment, then slid her fingers down the front of her top to undo all of the little buttons.

Then, there was no doubt. No indecision.

Daniel slid her blouse open, running his fingertips over the fine fabric of her bra and down over the taut skin of her waist.

He wasn’t sure exactly what he’d been expecting – sensible black cotton, perhaps – but the sight of her breasts encased in the deep fuchsia silk and lace of her bra sent the blood running through his body.

There was no padding. This was all Kate. All woman.

He ran his hand back up over her breast, then slid his fingers easily beneath the pink lace, cupping the fullness of her breast in his hand. She gasped as he massaged the soft, ripe flesh.

“Look at me.” He waited until she lifted her gaze to meet his.

Her lips were parted, ready to meet his, as he moulded his mouth against hers. He slid his tongue slid inside, dropping the two of them into a kiss that felt bottomless. She returned his passion, her tongue filling the space where his had been. No turning back.

Without breaking the kiss, Daniel cupped his hand around Kate’s breast, massaging the supple flesh. How he’d longed to get his hands on her. How he’d imagined the softness and roundness of her breasts. Yet he hadn’t thought they’d be quite this full. Hadn’t guessed the pleasure he’d get from her moans as she writhed against his palm.

Suddenly he felt her hands pressing against his chest. “The bedroom.” Her voice was a hoarse whisper.

He eased off, allowing her enough room to take to her feet. Her tiny hand reached out to him and he took it in both of his, standing up beside her. She tugged at his arms, motioning towards the bedroom.

It made him smile. Kate was so petite, so svelte, and she thought she could order him around.

In one fell swoop, Daniel swept her up into his arms. A tiny cry of surprise escaped her lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Seconds later, he was at the bedroom door, kicking it open, and a moment after that, he laid her carefully on the bed.

Hovering over her, he trailed little kisses along her neck, slowly making his way down to the hollow between her breasts. One hand slid over the dip of her waist and the curve of her hips. He wanted to ravish her, see all of her.

He fumbled towards the bedside table, trying to reach for the light with his other hand when he felt Kate’s tiny little hand on his arm.

“The light,” he explained. “I want to see you.”

She pushed him off and he sat on the edge of