I'm All Yours by Vanessa Devereaux Read Free Book Online Page B

She’d thought the incident in the elevator had been some type of fluke . However, at this very minute the same type of stirring s he’d felt yesterday while they’d been trapped was making her pussy convulse. She wanted to pull him inside her townhouse by his tie, rip off all his clothes , and demand he fuck her until she couldn’t take one more thrust .
    She flipped on the light as he stepped over the threshold. The house didn’t have a hallway , so the entryway opened immediately into the living room. Kyle looked all around.
    “I like the color scheme,” he said.
    She’d chosen neutral ones like beige and brown , thinking any color and style of furniture would always match the décor. She had thought by now she’d be married and this place would be history , but that hadn’t been the case .
    Kyle grabbed her hand and pulled her in close, taking her by surprise. He eased her jacket off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor by the back of her heels.
    “You want to show me your bedroom?” he asked before he kissed her neck.
    “I hope you like it as much as my living room.”
    “I’m sure I will.”
    Evie took hold of his hand and pulled him along into hallway on the other side of the living room and into her bedroom. She turned on the light by the bed as he stood by the door.
    “Wow, you like paintings, ” he said looking around the room.
    “They’re mine. I mean these are the ones I’ve sketched or painted.”
    “You created all of these?”
    She nodded . He walked over to one on the far wall and stood in front of it.
    “I thought yo u were kidding when yo u said you did artwork. Evie, you ’re a fantastic artist.”
    “Well, I’m slowly improving.”
    He moved to the next painting, this one of a little girl on a bike. In fact, it was the neighbor across the street’s little girl , who m Evie had caught a glimpse of riding up and down the driveway one sunny afternoon.
    “If you get a ny better you’ll be a professional. My mom would like to see these.”
    “Well, I’d love to meet her.”
    He turned , and it looked like he was about to say something in response , but instead he turned back and looked at the next painting , a n English count ry garden scene she’d sketched after seeing it in a travel book of the UK.
    “I love al l of these. Will you sell one to me ?” asked Kyle.
    “How about I give you one ? As my apology for you know what.”
    He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him so they were almost nose to nose . “That’s very nice of you. I see you have a pile of books by your bed. You like to read between the sheets?”
    “One of my favorite indulgences .”
    “Me , too. You like mysteries?”
    “My favorite genre.”
    “Mine , too. Hey, does that count for one o r two things we have in common?”
    “I’d say definitely two, ” she said as they rubbed noses and then kissed.
    He squeezed her ass and ran his hands over both cheeks.
    “Am I correct in assuming that you’re wearing the gift I sent you?” asked Kyle.
    Had he planned all this, had this in mind when he’d picked it out? Had he imagined her w earing it and nothing else as she stood in front of him? If so, he was going to be in luck very soon.
    “Why don’t you take off my dress and find out for yourself ? ”
    “I’d really like to do that.”
    He gave her a quick kiss before he reached behind her back and gently pulled on the zipper of her favorite black dress. She’d bought it a long time ago but never worn it. It had been an impulse buy and definitely one of those a spur of the moment type of thing s, much like the sex in the elevator had been. She’d imagined she’d we ar it for a special man. W hen she’d pulled it out of the clos et earlier that evening she had this feeling in the pit of her stomach that she was on her way to meet a man who’d play a big role in her life from there on out. Little did she know that guy would be Kyle. Now she was glad he’d been t he recipient of