Free Night of Seduction by Iris Bolling Page B

shoulders. He had the most amazing face anyone
could imagine. He was certainly man enough for her and probably a
few other women. Uncertain of her reaction, she stood and put her
plate in the sink. His presence was too much for her to
control. “ It was nice of you to stay, but
I ’ m sure you have plans for the evening. You
don ’ t have to hang around. ”
    “Actually I do.
Jason drove, and I don ’ t know my way
around. ”
    “Oh. Would you
like for me to take you back to your hotel? ”
    “No, but I
would enjoy you sitting with me out back. ”
    With her
insides tightening at the memory of the last time they were alone,
she smiled. “ Sure. ” Sitting out back
couldn ’ t hurt anything.
    When she reached him he took her hand. His
touch caused sensations to surge throughout her body. Maybe she was
wrong.
    Pausing he took
in the entire package of Siri Austin, from the fresh clean face, to
the black doe like eyes that looked up at him. In flats, the top of
her head fell right at his chin. He was tempted to kiss her
standing there in the doorway, but knew that if he did he would not
be able to stop. All day he ’ d endured people
belittling her, shouting at her, and making demands on her. There
was nothing he could do because she did not want anyone to know
about them. All he wanted to do was to kiss her senseless, make her
feel cared for, loved, and, at the very least, appreciated.
Instead, he continued on to the secluded area he found in the back
yard.
    Siri followed as he guided her to the swing
set behind the tool shed. Before the shed was built the area was
where she and TK would play in the sandbox, on the sliding board,
and swing set. Her mother had never removed the items. She was
patiently waiting for grandchildren to come along and put the area
to use again.
    “Eric, why are
we coming back here? ”
    He stopped
abruptly, which caused her to run into him. “ If I
don ’ t taste you soon I ’ m going to
explode. ”
    Shocked by his
blunt honesty she looked up at him with sultry eyes. “ Oh. ”
    He
growled, “ If you continued to look at me like that I will
drop you to your knees and take you right here and I
won ’ t care if your Mother sees us. ” He turned and
continued pulling her around the tool shed. As soon as they cleared
the end of the building, he pulled her into his arms, cupped her
face in his hands, and gently kissed her lips. “ That ’ s for looking out for
the children. ” He then trailed his tongue along her
bottom lip and pulled it between his lips, gently sucking
it. “ That ’ s for putting up with
your asshole of a boss. ” He slid his tongue
inside her mouth and played tango with hers. “ That ’ s for your spineless
ex-husband. And this is for the bitch of the
day. ” He placed her arms around his neck and pulled her up
into an embrace as he allowed his kisses to sooth all the ills of
the world that had touched her that day.
    The first kiss loosened her resolve not to
make out in her back yard with her mother upstairs in the house.
The second kiss eased the guilt, but the third kiss killed any
chance she had to resist the urges building inside of her. This
kiss gave her the nerve to do exactly what she wanted to do from
the minute she turned and saw him. She wrapped her legs around his
waist and melted into the kiss that was again threatening to take
her good girl status away again.
    The moment her
legs surrounded him the blood pumping through his groin increased.
Bracing her between his body and the tool shed, his hands touched
the smooth skin of her thighs. Fire ignited in his system from the
touch causing a groan to escape his throat. Positioning her lower
until the core of her connected with his undeniable arousal. The
jean skirt moved up as her body was lowered. The only thing
separating his fire and her desire was the silk of her lace panties
and the cloth of his pants. Not thinking twice he reached in to
remove the barrier by unzipping his pants and freeing