Seduction on the Cards by Kris Pearson Read Free Book Online Page B

dishwasher, leaving her alone with Alexandre’s hungry eyes.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
    The wind still gusted fiercely as they said their goodbyes to Gaston. Alex slung an arm around Kerri’s shoulders to steady her as he escorted her across to the motorcycle.
    “You should have seen your face,” he teased, bending close so she could hear him over the gale. “It was most gratifying eating something that looked like your pretty breasts after being forced to watch them all evening.”
    “It was very naughty of Gaston.”
    “It was very naughty of you, cherie . Can you imagine the state of my body for hours on end?”
    Kerri had indeed been imagining him for hours on end. She’d hoped he was hard and aching each time she’d glanced in his direction, because she’d been wet and aching herself. Filled with the infernal pain of lust not being attended to. She craved to have him buried deep inside her, rubbing that pain away. Wanted to claw at his back and shoulders, score his flesh with her nails, bite and nibble and suck his smooth olive skin. She’d never felt so turned-on in her life. Insatiable. Hungering. Ravenous. Greedy. Funny how so many sex-words were food-words as well, she thought. 
    The perfect solution to their mutual aches was obvious, but it was out of the question. Sex with someone she’d been sent to interview just that afternoon?
    Now she could see why some of her friends seemed to think of nothing else. And tried to arrange their lives to include plenty of it. But she knew if she could only hold out for another twenty minutes she’d be home in bed with her bright pink vibrator at her beck and call. Surely, surely, as wound up as she was, Buzzo would be kind to her tonight?
    They coasted down the steep hill, the motor cycle’s powerful engine throbbing gently and not helping in the least. This time she needed no encouragement to wrap her arms around Alex’s waist and hang on tight. Damn, but he was a lovely man. Not just physically superb and as handsome as hell, but funny. Thoughtful. Clever. 
    And leaving on Monday. 
    Her heart lurched at the Monday bit. If things had been different she’d have wanted to get to know him better. He’d out-and-out admitted he was attracted to her. And for sure the desire was mutual, despite her certainty he was arrogant and high-handed, and a serious workaholic. Those aspects of him were somehow overridden when she nestled close to him like this.
    But...Monday was just days away. He lived on the other side of the world. He disapproved of the way she liked a little bet. 
    His eyes had snapped black and watchful when she’d mentioned filling in the Jet-bet forms for Daddy. It wasn’t such a big deal, surely? It was just fun. These days it was simply a little something to put a thrill in the empty spaces in her life. The spaces where other people had family.
    Well, she might not have family, but she had great friends and a job she enjoyed. She was only twenty-four, and she had no wish to get tied up with a man yet, so why was she even thinking like this? 
    Alex slowed for an intersection and Kerri found herself pressed more firmly against him as he braked. She certainly had no wish to get tied up with him. They agreed about nothing. They’d fight all the time, just like her parents, who’d argued constantly about money—her mother shrill, her father defensive. 
    After Daddy had died her mother wasted no time finding a new husband.  Edward Browne was the absolute opposite of fun-loving Tony Lush. And he’d taken her mother away to Dubai because of his oil-company job. Not that Kerri had minded too much; she’d never have accepted Edward as a replacement for Daddy.
    It was easier with them thousands of miles away. Living with Granny and Grandpa had been bearable. They were strict but they were old, and quite easy to fool sometimes.
    Kerri huffed out another huge sigh as she and Alex glided through the darkness together, in and out of