Slow Burn (A Madaris Family Novel) by Brenda Jackson Read Free Book Online Page B

instinctively she wrapped her arms around Slade’s broad, muscular shoulders.
    She began kissing him back in a way she had never kissed Wayne, mainly because he’d never given her the chance. His belief had been that the art of kissing was male dominant. It was something a man started and a man finished, and usually Wayne’s kisses were over before they had a chance to begin. He certainly had never taken the time to stir a blaze within her to the depth of what Slade was doing. And when the tip of his tongue began stroking the tip of hers, she moaned deep within her throat as liquid fire spread from the top of her head all the way to her toes.
    How could something so gentle and sweet be filled with so much hunger and desire? And when he deepened the kiss to yet another level, every nerve within her sparked to life as she surrendered to the sensations hitting every part of her.
    Moments later he pulled back slightly and began tracing the fullness of her lips, upper and lower, in a way that had intense desire flooding her body. Every cell within her was ignited, lit to an unknown power and sensitized to his touch and taste.
    “I think we need to get back on the road,” he said huskily while kissing the corners of her mouth.
    “I think we need to get back on the road as well,” were the only words she could get her mouth to say. It was a mouth he was still licking with the tip of his tongue.
    A short while later he pulled back and leaned against his seat, taking a long, deep breath. He glanced over at her. “Thanks. I needed that.”
    She wasn’t sure if it would be appropriate to respond by saying she needed that as well. Instead, she buckled her seat belt and tried to get her insides to stop quivering and her breathing back to normal.
    Skye knew what had just happened between her and Slade was illogical, totally insane. It didn’t make sense given the fact they’d just met that day. But when she glanced over at him and watched as he readjusted his Stetson on his head, buckled his seat belt, and started the truck’s engine, she knew that as insane as it might seem, she had the hots for Slade Madaris and it appeared that he had the hots for her as well.
    And at the moment, with her lips still tingling from where his had been, she didn’t know just what to think about that.
     
     
    During the rest of the ride to Lorren Oaks, Skye forced herself to think about it. What Slade had said earlier was true. The very last thing she was interested in was an involvement with someone. After going through all that emotional drama with Wayne, once he had broken the engagement it wouldn’t have mattered to her if she’d never encountered a member of the opposite sex again.
    But less than two weeks after their breakup she’d let another man kiss her and she had moaned with pleasure. If the truth were to be told, she was still feeling all kinds of tingling sensations through her body. She’d never known a kiss could have such lasting effects.
    She glanced over at Slade. His eyes were on the road. They hadn’t exchanged more than a few words since the kiss, and the tension in the air between them was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
    Justin’s truck was a stick shift, and each time Slade shifted gears and pressed down on the clutch, Skye saw how the denim material of his jeans pulled tight across muscular thighs. Where she came from men wore dress trousers more than jeans, but she had to admit that of all the times she’d seen a man in jeans, none had caught her attention in a pair like Slade had. He had to be, without a doubt, the sexiest man she’d ever met. And although it probably wasn’t fair to compare him with Wayne, Slade made her ex-fiancé’s kisses seem like a waste of good time.
    “Do we need to talk about what happened back there, Skye?”
    Slade’s question in the quiet stillness of the truck’s cab intruded into Skye’s thoughts. No, we don’t need to talk about it, she almost said, and then