Not Quite Juliet: A Club Imperial Novel (Silver Soul Book 1) by Katherine Rhodes Read Free Book Online Page B

interesting and gorgeous women I’ve met in a very long time, Morgan.”
    I didn’t want him to move. The feeling of his arms around me, the light little kisses he was pressing to my neck felt incredible; it had been so long since I’d had this. Two years for sex, and a lot longer for someone who wanted to touch me outside an arrangement relationship.
    Hey, stupid. Nick D is sucking on your neck. Pay attention and stop wallowing.
    The problem was that we were about to hit one of my issues. Nakedness. I put on a tough show around most people and ignored the chubby remarks, and fatso comments, but the truth was, I was overweight. Sexy women didn’t have to buy their corsets and clothes at online only retailers. What was he going to think...
    “I have a confession,” he whispered in my ear. My heart dropped into my feet, and it wasn’t the good kind of drop. He nibbled on my ear, then continued. “I might have set tonight up a little bit.”
    What?
    I turned around in his arms. “What?”
    “I’ve seen you a few times at the club.” He was clearly embarrassed. “I thought you were so sexy. I loved watching you laugh with your friends. When Stat told me you were his new crush’s best friend, I asked him to see if he could introduce us. He called me from behind the bar when you weren’t looking, and told me it was my chance.” He smiled. “I didn’t mean to make you slip.”
    Holy cheese and rice.
    He noticed me. He had been watching me in the club, and he wanted to meet me. “You...”
    “Me,” he said, kissing my forehead. “I’d hoped you had a head on your shoulders. That you’re brilliantly funny and sweet is all a bonus to me. And I really want that second date. I need your last name to send you flowers.”
    “Nick,” I whispered.
    “And if you want to keep this to a dri—”
    I wrapped my hand around the nape of his neck and slammed my mouth over his and he didn’t have a chance to finish. I found his hot tongue, swallowed his taste. He pulled me closer and slipped his hand up my back to press me to him. His whole body was hard against mine and my panties were soaked through in an instant.
    I disengaged from him. “I most certainly do NOT have an interest in a drink,” I said.
    “Bedroom?” he whispered.
    I grabbed his hand, and pulled him to the right in the living room. I led him inside my room and he kicked the door closed. Nick grabbed me back, pressing me against the door. Breathing hard, he stared down at me. “I’ve been dying to see what’s under this shirt for the past three hours,” he said. “I keep seeing hints and suggestions of what you’re wearing. Show me, kitten.”

Chapter 5
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    I licked my bottom lip and pulled it between my teeth.
    Some of the shit you do when you’re turned on is so stereotypical that your none-raging-hormone self would cringe, slap you, and tell you to turn off the porn. But when your hormones are raging and your girly parts are in overdrive because there’s a sexy, hot, hard-bodied Adonis telling you he’s going to have his way with you, and you’re right there with him, you suddenly turn into Roller Girl.
    “Why don’t you find out for yourself? Isn’t unwrapping the gift half the fun?”
    He blew out a breath. “Shit, kitten, I’d be happy to.”
    He ran his hand down my neck, fluttered his fingers down my throat and chest to the first button which hovered at the edge of the corset top I’d worn at Imperial. I could feel my breath hitch as he feathered his fingers over my skin, and I realized that if this guy knew how delightful it was to feel those fingers on the naked skin of my décolletage, this was going to be an exhausting night.
    His fingers worked the first button out, and quickly but very sensually managed the next four in quick succession. “This is a man’s shirt,” he said. “Who came to your rescue?”
    “Victor Walsh.”
    “Hmm. That explains why you smell like Fierce cologne.” He leaned in