Free MadLoving by N.J. Walters Page B

back down on the china saucer and the clinking sound it made
was loud in the otherwise silent room. “You wanted to talk.”
    Nevar propped his elbows on the table and studied her. She
stared back, forcing herself not to look away from his intense gaze. It was
certainly no hardship to look at him. The spotlight was only partially
illuminating him, leaving part of him in shadows.
    “Do you believe in love at first sight?”
    Not exactly what she’d expected him to say and it took her
aback. She thought about her own parents. They loved one another, but she didn’t
think it had been love at first sight. It was more that they had things in
common and had come to care deeply for one another. All of her relationships
had starting with liking and gone from there.
    She started to shake her head, but then changed her mind.
She wasn’t sure if what she felt for Nevar was love, but it was definitely
something. “I don’t know.”
    “Fair enough.” He drank some more tea and she watched the
strong column of his neck ripple as he swallowed. “My parents do. Ask either of
them and they’ll tell you they knew from the moment they laid eyes on one
another that they’d found the person they were supposed to spend the rest of
their life with.”
    Allison’s throat tightened and her chest ached. “That’s
beautiful.”
    A gentle smile eased over Nevar’s face. “It is beautiful.”
He gave a deep laugh. “Doesn’t mean they don’t fight on occasion, but anyone
who sees them together can’t help but see the love they have for one another.”
    He pushed back his chair, stood and slowly made his way to
her side. “My father always said I’d know the right woman when I met her.” He
reached out and took her hand. “I never believed him.” He pulled her to her
feet. “Then I met you.”
    Nevar kissed her then. Or maybe she kissed him. They met
halfway, each of them reaching for the other. His hands stroked over her back
as he pulled her closer. Their lips melded. He tasted like the tea, but beneath
it was the hot pulse of male.
    Allison went up on her toes, wanting to get closer. Maybe
she was a fool for putting her heart on the line so quickly for a man she’d
just met, but she’d be a bigger fool if she didn’t give them a chance.
    She felt more for Nevar than she ever had for Bradley, so
obviously the quality of her previous relationship had been seriously lacking.
    Nevar slid his tongue into her mouth, teasing hers until she
stroked back. He groaned and she felt the hot pulse of his cock against her
belly. Her pussy clenched in response and she creamed her panties.
    She’d never reacted so quickly to a man as she did to Nevar.
He was special.
    Nevar knew he had to slow things down. He had a plan. First
he had to sit with her and talk over tea until she realized he was serious
about pursing their relationship. Check. Next, he wanted to dance with her, woo
her. He’d already rushed her to bed, causing her to run from him. He needed to
slow things down and make her see there was more to what was between them than
just sex.
    Not that the sex wasn’t spectacular. His cock flexed in
agreement, shoving harder against the zipper of his jeans. He ignored the
smaller head in favor of the larger one. This was too important to him to fuck
up by rushing Allison.
    He broke the kiss, hating to leave her sweet lips. But he
kept his eye on the prize—Allison in his life permanently.
    “Let’s dance.”
    “What?” She seemed slightly dazed, her eyes glazed with
passion and her chest rising and falling rapidly as she sucked in air. Her lips
were moist and he groaned and looked away before he yanked her into his arms
and kissed her again.
    “Dance with me.” He picked up the remote from the table and
turned on the music he’d programmed. Soft, jazzy music flowed from the
speakers. He took Allison’s hand and began to sway.
    She moved closer and the corners of her mouth turned up in a
sensual smile that had his balls