Free The Moretti Seduction by Katherine Garbera

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    The passionate encounter they’d had in the boardroom that afternoon had whet her appetite for him. And now she wanted more.
    He kept his other arm in the middle of her back, stroking her spine as he danced her around the deck of the yacht. He sang softly under his breath and she thought she felt herself falling for him.
    Maybe it was the magic of this night or the fact that she’d spent all day battling more with her own family than him, but at this moment she realized there was something likeable about Antonio.
    His hands skirted along her sides and around to her front. “You have the sexiest body.”
    “Thank you,” she said with a confidence that she was definitely starting to feel with this man.
    “You don’t give an inch, do you?”
    “Do you?” she asked.
    “Never.”
    They were perfectly suited, she thought. Perfectly suited for not only the negotiations they were brokering but also a love affair.
    “Antonio?”
    “Sì?”
    “I want more than this dance with you,” she said, taking the bull by the horns. Neither of them would be satisfied with anything less than this.
    “Me too. I want this evening and many more, cara mia. ”
    “Am I really yours?”
    He tipped his head to the side to look down at her. It was hard to see his expression in the dim light, but when he spoke she heard his confidence and the sincerity in his voice.
    “You will be.”
    She stood on her tiptoes and met his mouth as it descended toward hers. Their lips met and she darted her tongue out to taste his, but he opened his lips and sucked her tongue deep inside his mouth. Both of his arms wrapped around her, making her feel she’d found in his arms the one place she’d always searched for.

    They ate a light supper and then he drew Nathalie to the aft of the yacht where he’d had his staff arrange large soft pillows for them to lie on. The staff had followed his instructions exactly.
    He left her standing by the bow to go and change the music on his iPod/Bose system.
    Soon soft music filled the air. The breeze was cool but not cold, and to be honest Antonio couldn’t remember the last time he’d enjoyed an evening with a woman so much. And they hadn’t even had sex, he thought.
    “ Merci, Antonio.”
    “For what?” he asked. He loved the soft sound of her voice. But mostly he loved the feel of her in his arms. He pulled her back into his arms, dancing her around the deck.
    “For this evening. I really enjoyed it.”
    “It’s not over yet.”
    “Good,” she said.
    He caressed her back and she shifted in his arms. Blood rushed through his veins, pooling in his groin as she turned in his arms and smiled up at him. An expression of intent spread over her face.
    He led her over to the pillows and drew her down to them. He lay back against them and drew her into his arms. She curled against his side, her head resting on his shoulder and her arm around his waist. He stroked her arm.
    “Climb up here,” he said, gesturing to his lap.
    “Not yet.”
    He arched one eyebrow at her. “Do you have something else in mind?”
    “Yes,” she said. “Take off your shirt.”
    He arched one eyebrow at her but sat up and did as she asked. “Now you do the same.”
    She shook her head. “I’m going to be in charge.”
    He captured both of her hands and turned so that she was under him. “I don’t think so.”
    He held both of her hands loosely in one of his and undid her white blouse with the other one. Once it was unbuttoned, he let go of her hands and drew the blouse off her body.
    The bra she wore was creamy white lace and afforded only partial coverage. He could see the pink color of her nipples through the pattern on her bra.
    “Now you can do as you wish,” he said, trying to pretend he wasn’t her slave at this moment. He might want to believe he was in charge, but he knew he wasn’t.
    He growled deep in his throat when she brushed kisses against his chest. Her lips were sweet and bold as she explored his