Free Let It Ride by Katherine Garbera Page A

she’d went immediately for his pants, too. Because he didn’t know how much longer he could let this game continue.
    “Do I have to take the dress off entirely?” she asked, tipping her head to the side.
    In a teasing mood, Kylie was more than he’d expected. Something had happened on the walk from the elevator to his suite. Something that had given her a confidence he’d known she had. Something that was responsible for the tingling in his veins. “I gave you my pants.”
    She moved to his side of the table, leaning nonchalantly next to him. He could smell those damned flowers again and something more elemental. The scent of a woman.
    “Indeed you did. Say I unbuttoned the dress and left it hanging open, would that be enough?”
    He ran his finger down the side of her neck, dipping it into the scooped bodice of her dress and caressing the upper curves of her breasts. He’d tasted her, knew the texture of her nipple in his mouth, but he didn’t know its color. And he wanted to.
    He wanted to carry her over to the patch of sunlight in front of the glass wall and spread her out on the floor so that nothing was hidden to him. And then make love to her with the city in the background.
    “Only if you’re not wearing any panties,” he said, enjoying himself too much.
    She bit her lower lip as she reached out to cup his face in her hands. Her fingers were cold but felt good against his jaw. She leaned up and brushed her lips against his. “Sorry to disappoint you, but I am wearing panties. Women’s undergarments must be cheaper than men’s.”
    He cupped her head and took her mouth in a long drugging kiss, only pulling back when she was standing on tiptoe, her fingers digging into his shoulders. His erection stirred against the tails of his shirt. “Or one of us might not be as eager as the other one.”
    “Don’t underestimate me, Deacon,” she said. Then slid her hands down his back and under his loose shirt. Her nails raked his buttocks.
    “After watching you play pool, I doubt I will again.” He dropped his cue and folded her into his arms. Leaning into his body, she nestled the center of herself against his arousal. Bending, he nipped at her collarbone.
    “Stop stalling, angel.”
    “If you insist.”
    Backing a few steps away from him, she slowly unbuttoned the dress, revealing the curves of her breasts cupped in an ice-blue bra of sheer fabric. Her nipples beaded against the fabric. She stopped unbuttoning when she reached her waist and shrugged out of the bodice. Then she let the garment fall to the floor to pool at her feet.
    She still wore her modest heels, but otherwise her body was clad in only the matching panty and bra. He hardened more. He felt so full he thought he might not need to be inside her body to come.
    He picked up his cue. Though he wanted to pick her up and put her on the table. “Next I’ll take your panties.”
    “Are you sure you don’t want the bra?” she asked, cupping her breasts and rubbing her fingers over the distended nipples.
    “I want it. Just not yet.”
    He closed his eyes, trying to banish Kylie from his mind for a minute. But it was hard. He wanted her. And this teasing game that he’d intended to ease them into lovemaking was more torture than fun.
    He opened his eyes and found her watching him. He lifted her by the waist and put her on the table in front of him. Bending, he took her nipple in his mouth, sucking fiercely on it until he felt her hands in his hair. She molded them to his head and kept him close.
    He slipped his hands over her back, releasing the clasp of her bra, and then used his teeth to peel the fabric away from the creamy curves of her breasts.
    “I wanted to do this at the pool.”
    She trembled under his hands. She unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. He stood before her totally naked. Aware of her eyes on him, he flexed his muscles and stood still until she’d looked her fill.
    She reached between them and ran her