Free More Than One Night by Marie Tuhart Page A

grew hard. She had to fight this, fight his seduction. She forced her eyes open. “I left before you could tell me to leave,” she whispered. “That’s all.”
    “After what we shared, do you really think I’d ask you to leave?” His breath brushed her face. Barely an inch separated them.
    “How am I supposed to know?” Why couldn’t he follow the rules? Why did she have to pick the one man who wouldn’t want a one-night stand?
    He was staring down at her, then the color of his eyes darkened even more. “You’ve never done this before, have you?”
    “What? Had sex? Plenty of times.” She tried to move her head away but only ended up banging it against the wall.
    His hands were there in an instant, tangling in her hair, but rubbing the spot which had met the wall. “You’ve never had a single night of sex.”
    She lowered her gaze and stared at his leather shoes. Damn, was the man a mind reader or what? Warm fingers slipped beneath her chin, raising her face until she was forced to look at him.
    “And you’ve still never had one.” The air sparked between them, his head blocked out what little light there was as his lips touched hers.
    His tongue traced her lips, causing delicious shivers of excitement to lick through her veins. Her lips parted and his tongue plunged in. He tasted of the antiseptic she’d used on his cut lip, but then she forgot everything.
    Beth sighed into his mouth, as her arms encircled his neck and she began to kiss him back. Tongues tangled, dueled with each other, before parting, only to come together again.
    Part of her knew she should be pushing Jake away, but she couldn’t. It felt good to be in his arms, to feel his kisses, his passion. To know that she was the one arousing this man, but fear nagged in the back of her mind.
    She tore her mouth away, fighting to catch her breath. “Don’t.” She forced her arm to move placing her fingers against his lips when he started to lower his head.
    “Don’t kiss you? Impossible.”
    “Please, Jake.” Oh lord, memories were starting to flood in and they weren’t good ones. Memories about boys calling her a tease.
    “I want to please you, oh so much.” His hips shifted allowing her to feel his erection. Her pussy creamed and her legs parted ever so slightly. Oh, God she wanted him in her again, hard and fast.
    Her stomach fluttered. One part of her wanted to let him take her back to the ecstasy they’d shared Friday night. The other part of her reminded her that he was a rich and powerful man. A man who could break her heart into a million pieces.
    She couldn’t allow that to happen. When she gazed up at him, his green gaze filled with desire, desire for her, but desire faded and his would. And when it did, she’d be left alone again. Even with her lips aching for his kisses, she had to stop. She was giving him all the wrong signals. A cloud of depression settled upon her when she thought about never seeing Jake again. But that’s how it needed to be.
    “You need to let me go.” His hands were still tangled in her hair.
    “You first.”
    Hell, when had she pushed her fingers into his hair, clinging to him like she never wanted to let him go? She forced her limp muscles to move, causing her arms to rest at her sides.
    Jake released her and stepped back. Beth moved sideways to slide around him and out the door. But her knees warned her that if she moved too fast, she’d end up as a heap at his feet. It was just one damn kiss . Her blood thrummed with unfulfilled desire, reminding her she was a woman, with a woman’s desires.
    Using the wall as a crutch, she made her way to the door, turned the knob and pulled. “You locked the door.” She glared at him.
    “I didn’t want us to be disturbed.” While he was unapologetic about it, he did have the good grace to look sheepish.
    Her fingers closed over the lock, when his hand stopped her. “I want to see you again.” His breath ruffled her hair when he spoke into her