continued roughly, ‘am utterly, completely and insanely in love with you.’
She trembled. Then she fiercely shook her head.
‘This isn’t going to work. No one will believe you’d choose me over her.’
‘You’re wrong,’ he said. ‘Adriana is beautiful, yes. But that’s all she is. While you…’
Laura stiffened in his arms, lifting her chin.
He cupped her head with his hands. ‘You are more than just a pretty face.’ He stroked her bare neck. ‘More than just a luscious body.’ He rubbed his thumb against her full, sensitive lower lip. ‘You are smart. And too kindhearted for your own good. You sacrifice yourself to take care of others, even when you shouldn’t.’ He pressed a finger against her lips to stop her protest. ‘And you have something else Adriana does not.’
‘What?’
He looked down at her. ‘You have me,’ he whispered.
Gabriel felt her hands tighten around him.
‘Can you do it?’ he asked in a low voice. ‘Can you pretend you’re in love with me? Can you make everyone believe that all you’ve ever wanted is for me to hold you like this?’
Her face was pale as she looked at him, trembling like a flower in his arms. When she spoke, her voice was almost too quiet for him to hear above the noise of the music and street party below. ‘Yes.’
‘Then prove it.’ He felt her soft curves pressing against his body, felt how delicate and petite she was in his arms. Laura was so beautiful in every way. He felt the press of her full breasts against his chest. Felt the tendrils of her long damp hair brush against his hands as he gripped her back. He breathed in the scent of her, lavender and soap, wholesome and clean.
He was hard for her. Rock hard. And yet she seemed to think she was inferior to Adriana da Costa, who aside from her beauty was nothing but a shallow, spoiled brat.
Suddenly Gabriel knew he had to tell Laura the truth.
‘I want you, Laura,’ he said in a low voice. ‘More than any woman. I’ve always wanted you.’
She gasped, her eyes wide. ‘You…’
Then her expression grew dull as the light in her eyes abruptly faded. ‘You’re practicing again.’
‘No.’ He cupped her face roughly. ‘This has nothing to do with our business deal. I want you. I’ve spent the last year wanting you. And now you’re in my arms, I intend to have you.’
He saw her eyes widen beneath her glasses, heard her harsh intake of breath.
‘But for now,’ he murmured, ‘I will start with a kiss.’
Then he lowered his head to hers.
He felt her soft, warm lips tremble against his own. For a single instant, her body stiffened in his arms. He felt her hands against his chest as she tried to push him away. He just wrapped his arms around her waist more firmly and held her tight, refusing to let go.
Kissing her was even better than Gabriel had imagined.
It was heaven.
It was hell.
With a shudder and a sigh she suddenly melted against him. He ruthlessly pushed her lips apart, teasing her with his tongue, plundering the warm heat of her mouth.
His kiss became harder, more demanding, their embrace tighter beneath the white heat of the sun. Slowly, she responded. Her hands stopped pushing against his chest, and moved up to his neck, pulling him down to her. When she finally kissed him back, with a hunger that matched his own, a low growl rose in the back of his throat.
He forgot their affair wasn’t real. He forgot the deal entirely. He felt only his masculine, animal need to have her, the need he’d denied himself for too long. Lust swarmed in his blood, pounding through his brain, demanding he take total possession of Laura in his bed.
CHAPTER SIX
T HIS couldn’t be happening.
Gabriel couldn’t be kissing her.
But the part of Laura’s brain that was telling her to push away, push away now, was lost in the scorching fire of his embrace. As his lips moved against hers, mastering and guiding her, heat seared down her body like a hot jungle wind.
Pleasure
Kevin J. Anderson, Rebecca Moesta, June Scobee Rodgers