Breathtaking desire. Irresistible risk. Consuming passion.
Allison finds herself stranded on the road, caught between the oncoming force of a lightning storm and the open car door of billionaire Craig Westford. Which is more dangerous—the man or the storm? The man. Definitely the man.
For this man can awaken unfamiliar feelings inside of her--cravings she never knew she had, passion she has never experienced. Fleeing the storm, she is caught in the Billionaire’s Playroom. And with her heart now bound, she has no desire to escape.
“Well, I see you found my play room.” The deep voice from behind her made Allison jump sky-high. She turned with a mortified flush rushing to her face.
“I’m… I’m sorry. I was looking for the bathroom and… Well, I thought you were in here.” Allison realized her voice was trembling, and she clenched her fists, trying to get herself under control. Her embarrassment at being caught snooping was almost instantly turned to worry. Would he be able to tell how turned on she was? Would he notice the rapid pounding of the pulse in her throat or the flush of her skin?
Craig’s eyes narrowed. “The restroom is right through there.” His voice was clipped, and Allison knew he had to be aggravated at the obvious invasion of his personal space. Shamefaced, she hung her head.
“I’m… I’m really, really sorry. I know you must think I’m so nosy.” Allison fumbled for what to say. She gestured around her. “This room is really something else. I mean, it’s really cool. I mean…” Allison figured she better shut up before she said something that would really humiliate herself.
Craig raised his eyebrows at her response, slowly looking her over. Allison blushed deeper under his view, aware that goose bumps had broken out over her skin, and she couldn’t quite stop the quivering. Then his eyes narrowed and he took a step toward her. Allison found she was holding her breath.
She looked up into his eyes and felt as if he instantly took her captive. His eyes held hers as he took another step closer. An exhilarating thrill rushed through her, as if she were being approached by wild jaguar. And then, he was close enough to touch her.
Unhurriedly, leisurely he lifted his hand and traced a slow line down the bare skin of her arm. An uncontrollable shudder rushed through her. Nervously, the pink tip of her tongue darted out to moisten her now dry lips. Everything felt surreal, and even though she was filled with curiosity and exhilaration, she couldn’t believe she was letting this happen. This was a step on the wild side, even for her.
“Well, Miss Allison, I do believe you’re actually turned on by what you see in this room.” Slowly, Craig walked around her, and she stood nervously as both of his hands came up to gently stroke her arms from behind. His voice was a low whisper in her ear, and the cool sensation of his breath drove her wild. “Have you ever wanted to ‘play’ like this before?” His hands caressed her skin, and she felt as if her knees would not be able to support her weight. She closed her eyes and slowly shook her head. No.
Craig’s deep chuckle sent a rush through her veins. And she knew. She knew he was going to make he come.
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Published May 7, 2013
by Seductive Stories.
Romance, Literature & Fiction, Erotica.