Free One Last Night by Melanie Milburne Page A

covers and padded over to the door and opened it. 'No, Gonzo,' she said sternly. 'You have to sleep downstairs.' She pointed her finger in that direction. 'Go back down.
    Now.'
    More footsteps sounded on the stairs and Maya's finger went limp, along with her legs, as Giorgio appeared in nothing but his tight-fitting underwear. Her eyes feasted on him like a starved animal presented with an all-you-can-eat banquet. Tightly ridged muscle carved the contours of his abdomen, his chest was sprinkled with masculine hair, the hair that used to tickle the sensitive skin of her breasts. It narrowed down over his stomach to disappear in a tantalising trail beneath the waistband of his underwear. Strictly speaking, he wasn't fully aroused but he wasn't far off it. The bulge of his manhood was stirring even as she could feel her body responding.

    How she finally dragged her eyes back up to his was nothing short of a miracle. 'I can handle this,' she said in her best teacher-like voice. 'It's not the first time he's pulled this kind of stunt on me.'
    Giorgio leaned one of his broad shoulders against the door jamb, which meant Maya had to move backwards and of course Gonzo, seizing the opportunity, rapidly squeezed past and leapt up on the bed, circling a couple of times before dropping and closing his eyes with a blissful sigh.
    'Now look what you've done,' Maya said hotly. 'I've been working on him for weeks and you've undone it just like that.' She snapped her fingers for effect.
    Giorgio captured her hand in mid-air and brought it to his mouth, his lips playing with her fingers in a nibble-like caress, his dark glinting eyes tethering hers. 'It seems every male you know wants to share your bed, cara,' he said. 'I don't blame Gonzo. The sofa is singularly the most uncomfortable piece of furniture I have ever laid eyes on, let alone my body.'
    Maya wrenched her hand away. 'Gonzo is supposed to be sleeping on his dog bed in the laundry which, I might tell you, I spent a lot of money on.'
    He lifted one shoulder as if in full agreement with the hound. 'Your bed looks much more inviting.'
    She folded her arms and did her best to stare him down. 'If you think I am going to share it with both of you then you can think again.'
    He closed the door with his foot, the clicking of the latch sounding like a pistol firing in the silence
    'Wh…what are you doing?' Maya asked, backing away.
    His slow-moving sexy eyes ran over her satin nightgown, relishing the way the fabric clung to her breasts in all the right places. She felt the heat of her skin go up several degrees and her heart rate escalated, making her speech breathless and jerky. 'S…stop it, Giorgio. Stop it right this instant. You know sleeping together right now is out of the question. It's too dangerous.'
    He cupped the back of her head with one large controlling hand, his body moving just that little bit closer, close enough for her to feel the effect she was having on him. 'Who said anything about sleeping?' he said. 'Besides, we can do other things to relieve this sexual tension.'
    Maya knew exactly what sort of thing he was suggesting and it made her blood sing and thrum through her veins. Pleasuring each other without penetrative sex had been something they had done in the past, in the early exciting days of their marriage when nothing had been off limits.
    She had not realised her body could scale the heights of pleasure it had without his body doing all the work. He had introduced her to sensual delights that had shocked her at the time, but now they were like a delicious memory she wanted to revisit.

    But wait…
    How dared he stir her senses up like that? She was supposed to be demonstrating how immune she was to him, even if she wasn't. It would give him too much power to know she would be his again at the sexy stroke of his tongue or one of his fingers, that he could make her convulse uncontrollably with just a few clever caresses that would leave her body tingling for