Web of Deception - By Nina Blake Page 0,21

the bed as she switched on the bedside lamp, filling the room with a soft, diffuse light.

“No,” she said. “I want to see you.”

Pushing his legs apart, Kate slid down between them so she was on her knees looking up at him. Her shirt was open, her breasts so full they seemed to be reaching out to him, her nipples outlined through the lace of her bra.

Tilting her head, Kate pressed her lips against his gently, then flicked her tongue along his lower lip. Daniel lunged forward, taking her in his arms for yet another deep, intoxicating kiss.

Without releasing her lips from his, Kate undid one of the buttons on his shirt. Then another. Pulling back from the kiss, she slid her hands under the collar of his shirt and her mouth down along his neck. His skin sizzled at her touch.

Leaning back a little further, she wrapped her hands around each side of his shirtfront and ripped it apart. She slid the fabric off his shoulders and tossed it onto the floor.

Her lips curled to a wicked smile. “I said I wanted to look at you.”

He felt her drinking him in with her eyes and he, too, smiled. She could look all she wanted. He didn’t mind one little bit.

Once again, her lips were on his neck, his chest, and back up to his mouth, tongues frantically intertwined.

Kate’s hands slipped down to the waistband of his trousers as she undid the button and lowered the zip, sliding her hand into his pants and over his hardness. Her hand felt so little against his erection, her touch sending more blood pumping through his body. She stroked him gently through his boxers, then slid her hand beneath them, the soft skin of her fingers running along the bare skin of his length. God, it felt so good.

He ached for her. He wanted her now.

Daniel grabbed her forearms. She stopped stroking him but refused to acquiesce to his touch, as she slowly took to her feet.

Kate looked down on him with those clear grey eyes and a look that smouldered with passion. And something else perhaps. Power. He wasn’t sure.

She took a step back and whirled around, allowing her blouse to slip down her shoulders. When she turned to face him, her arms were crossed in front of her, pushing her breasts up.

Lowering her eyelids, she said, “I want you to look at me, too.”

She opened up her arms and as her blouse slipped further, she allowed the fine fabric to fall to the floor. Kate slid her hands to the sides of her breasts, pushing them together, then slipped her fingers down the bare skin of her waist and over her hips.

Her hips were undulating as her hands made their way to the back of her skirt and he heard the zipper slide down. She lowered the skirt slowly, exposing her flat tummy and the deep pink of her panties.

The skirt fell into a pool at her feet. Kate was only in her underwear, the scraps of fabric doing nothing to hide that amazing body.

He trailed his eyes over the full breasts, the dip of her waist, the curve of her hips, the slender, toned thighs. She was wearing lace-topped stockings, the kind that stayed up on their own. They weren’t in his way. They could stay on.

But he wanted the rest of her clothes off.

Now.

A low moan escaped his lips as he reached towards her. She slapped both his wrists and he wondered what was going on.

“You can look.” Kate shot him a look to tell him who was in charge. “That’s all.”

Yet she wasn’t pushing him away. She was going to take her remaining clothes off herself. For him. His own personal striptease. At least he thought that’s what was coming. He hoped.

One hand on her waist, she slid her other hand over her hip, turning slowly as she moved her hips in a circular motion. Now that she was side-on to him, she pushed her bottom out and what a shapely backside it was. She didn’t need to turn around completely for him to know she was wearing a G-string.

Once again facing him, she undulated her hips and ran her hands up her body, crossing over her breasts. Daniel’s eyes were riveted as she pushed one shoulder forward and slid her fingers beneath the fine pink strap of her bra, lifting it off her shoulder to fall onto her arm. Then she pushed her other shoulder forward and