Lazer Focused: A Jet City Billionaire Romance (The Billionaire Matchmaker Series Book 1) by Gina Robinson Read Free Book Online

smells. Earthy. Elemental." He angled in for a kiss, moving closer with each word until his lips gently met mine.
    He was reading me well so far. Coaxing me into this act with gentleness. Letting me set the pace. Maybe I should have wanted it fast and furious. Already hot and wet from the thought of what was ahead, I wasn't ready for release.
    Tantalize me. Caress me. Seduce me. If he could have read my mind I was telling him what I wanted.
    Neither of us moved the kiss forward. I stood with my fingers clutching his lapel and my lips pressed against his. It had been so long. So long .
    His lips were surprisingly soft and enticingly warm. I almost sighed with the sheer joy of my lips meeting his.
    I felt him restraining himself. Holding back. I realized he was waiting for me to make the next move.
    I took his bottom lip into mine and gently sucked, running my tongue along it. Closing my eyes until all I did was feel. When was the last time I'd been this close to anyone?
    I moved to his top lip and sucked, feeling him tense as he grabbed my hips. Giving me full rein to do as I would, bruise his lips if I wanted. I took both lips and gently bit them.
    His restraint cracked. He grabbed my ass and pulled me into him, parting my lips and tantalizing me with his tongue with just the right balance of thrust and assertion to make me go weak at the knees.
    I was desperate to taste him. I breathed in through my mouth as we kissed and sighed as we shared an intimate breath.
    It took him by surprise. I felt his breath catch.
    "Damn, you turn me on," he murmured in a guttural voice filled with heat.
    "Likewise." To me, kissing had always been the most exacting foreplay. "I want to see you naked."
    "Forceful." He blew a hot breath on my neck.
    I arched my neck, ready for his kiss. And then his lips were on my neck. Hot and sucking as they travelled over the arch of my neck to the tops of my breasts. "Take me to the bedroom."
    He grabbed my hand and led me to the master bedroom, turning the lights on to a soft, romantic setting. The room was sumptuous. The bed oversized. And turned down for the night.
    I lifted an eyebrow. "Did you call ahead? Or are you pulling my leg and this really is a hotel?"
    He grinned. "I'm always prepared."
    "Optimist."
    "Just realistic."
    I kicked off my shoes, exaggerating the previous height difference between us. He slid his suit jacket off and tossed it over a chair. Kicked off his shoes.
    When you live alone, dresses that zip up the back are highly impractical. As a consequence, I preferred side-zipping dresses. Lazer showed his expertise again by automatically sliding his hands up my sides and locating the zipper as he kissed my neck. I let him unzip me and slide my dress off, thanking fate that I'd decided against following my own advice of wearing granny panties out to avoid temptation. Sexy lingerie gave me confidence. I wore it as a matter of course.
    I stood before him in an expensive, skimpy lace bra and thong panties as his gaze devoured me. Maybe I should have been embarrassed or self-conscious. I was surprisingly bold and confident. Something about the appreciation on his face encouraged me.
    "My turn." I ran my hands over his shoulders. "So broad. So strong ." I was almost talking to myself, marveling. So long. It had been so long since I'd caressed a man like this.
    I moved to the front of his shirt. Unbuttoned it. One button. Then another. Slowly. Deliberately. Relishing the feeling of his hard chest beneath it. Skimming the backs of my fingers over his bare skin as his shirt fell open.
    "You're so totally and perfectly jacked," I whispered into his neck, my breath becoming shallow and excited. "I bet even the men in the locker room stop and stare."
    "With horror," he joked.
    "Don't be modest." I traced his muscles with the tips of my fingers and ran them over his hardened nipples. "You know you look good."
    He stood statue-still. But his breaths became shallow. I peeled his shirt off his shoulders