Impulse by Lass Small Read Free Book Online Page B

shimmered. She couldn’t possibly seduce him tonight.
    She wasn’t ready mentally. She could get in some serious kissing, and see if he responded. She’d hate to have him bent back over her arm and have him say, “No,” to her. She’d die.
    “Take off your shoes before you get into my bed.”
    Get into my bed? That’s what she was doing; she was getting into his bed. Just to be comfortable in order to watch the movie. Take It Easy with Me!
    She was filmed with sweat as she shivered a little. This was a nerve-rending business. By Saturday, when she actually seduced him, she was going to be a complete wreck.
    “Shall we leave the sliding door open? It makes it cool and cozy. I’ll get one of the blankets.” Without comment he extinguished the lights behind the kitchen bar, leaving only one lamp on at the end of the sofa bed.
    Efficiently he made the nest. He turned on the TV and the preliminaries had begun. Amy slipped off her heels and crawled onto his bed. His bed. She had slept there just last night. Tonight it was his bed. She was on his bed.
    “Comfortable?” He unbuckled his belt, causing her to gasp, but he simply pulled it from the pant loops and pitched it over onto a chair. “Got any belts you want to remove?” he inquired chattily.
    “No.” It was a quick reply.
    He removed his shoes and settled into the nest, taking up an unusual amount of space. Amy had never in her life shared a bed with anyone. He was big. He crowded her.
    “Have a sip of brandy.” He watched the screen as the movie came on...a man and a woman in a hot, hungry embrace, their hands prowling, their mouths moving as if to consume.
    Amy watched, fascinated, her cheeks heating, her body reacting very strangely.
    Chas said, “Ahhhh,” in soft appreciation.
    His sound electrified her body. She would like to have Chas kiss her in exactly that way and make that same sound. It was disturbing to watch two other people doing it while she sat tensely in a pillow nest, with a man like Chas, on his bed.
    Something interrupted the clinch on the screen, but Amy wasn’t sure what. She was so aware, so concentrated on her body’s reaction to being there, on his bed, with Chas, that she was distracted from the story.
    Chas took her glass from her inadequate fingers and lifted it to her mouth. His eyelashes almost covered his green eyes as he watched her obediently take a sip. He smiled as if she’d done well. Then he put the glass off to the side table, as the liquid fire burned down her gullet...and it...ssprreeaad.
    He turned back to her and kissed the brandy on her lips. He sipped several little kisses from her mouth, then he shifted. His mouth pushed her head back and his hands moved on her, laying her backward into the pillows as the kiss then became a very serious one as he leaned over her.
    The excitations that rioted inside her body went completely berserk! She gasped, and he kissed her just like that kiss on the screen had been. Hungry. Intense. The seduction of Chas could begin now! All she had to do was make her move!

Four
    T o seduce Chas that night would place his seduction two days ahead of schedule! A rather shockingly sudden move. Amy was a very organized woman and to rashly disrupt the sequence of events was disquieting.
    Her thought brakings were distracted by Chas, who reached to click off the remaining light. Then he kissed her again. His breathing was unsubtle and somewhat erratic.
    He gently began rubbing his face slowly all over hers in the most erotic manner. His hot breath was quick as his mouth sweetly took small, burning kisses along the way.
    He was so like a cougar that she expected to hear him purr, but his sounds were human and very male, relishing sounds.
    Amy was sure a twenty-four-hour acquaintance and seduction had to be something of a record even for a man. And so, lying there in that nest of pillows on his bed, flat on her back with the cougar bent over her, trapping here there...Amy made her move.
    She