The Arrangement: The Seduction (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Carly Phillips Read Free Book Online Page A

floor.
    His gaze falls on my exposed breasts. I’m wearing the bra that makes the girls extra perky, and he notices, nodding appreciatively.
    He leans over and switches on the bedside lamp. “I need to see you.”
    I smile. “Works both ways. I want to see you too.” I tug playfully on the hem of his tee shirt.
    The darkness is slowly leaving him, and I want to keep him here. With me.
    He takes the hint and removes his shirt, throwing it onto the floor with mine. I imagined him naked. I didn’t even come close to the reality.
    His chest is bronze, tanned from the sun. His abdomen is flat but for the well-defined muscles that only come from working out. A light dusting of hair sprinkles his upper body, and I reach for him, splaying my palm across his chest. His skin is hot, and he groans at my touch.
    “Skirt off,” he says, shifting off me, giving me room.
    My eyes never leave his as I unsnap and work the skirt down my thighs. My panties are drenched. It’s embarrassing and surprising at once. My ex had to work hard at getting past the awkwardness, and it still hurt. Now? I can’t wait to feel Zach glide inside me. I moan at my thoughts.
    “Sex sounds.” He shakes his head and grins.
    “Right time and place this time.” I bat my eyelashes.
    His deep laugh makes me feel good, and I know I’ve totally distracted him.
    His gaze rakes over me and falls to my skimpy bikinis. “I’m sorry. Did I forget to say get naked?” he asks, his voice rough and gravelly.
    I immediately wriggle off the tiny scrap of fabric.
    He looks down and sucks in a deep breath. “I knew you were bare, but look at you.”
    My cheeks heat. He’s more vocal than I expected, and he says things that make my body burn. This isn’t easy for me despite how much I want him.
    “What’s wrong? Not used to sex talk, Princess?”
    I shake my head. “Did I mention there’s only been one guy and he basically screwed me over afterwards? I swore off men. And then I met you.” I find myself baring my soul.
    Kinda fits since I’ve bared my body.
    At my words, his gaze darkens, and I think he likes what he’s hearing. I’ll only admit so much right now. I don’t want to talk about the sex tape. One day I’ll confide in him, but for now I don’t want to bring that ugliness between us. Still, I think he should know he’s not getting an experienced woman.
    “I don’t want experienced, Chloe. I want you.”
    “That’s good.” I reach up and thread my fingers through his. “Because you make me want to try and trust again.”
    He lets out a strangled sound, leans down, and seals his lips over mine. He kisses me possessively, as if he likes my revelations and what they mean for him. Unable to resist anything about him, I kiss him back. Our tongues tangle, lips mesh, and I’m immersed in everything that is Zach — until he breaks free.
    He rises and immediately strips off his jeans, taking his boxer briefs with him. “See? Implied.” He winks and climbs back on the bed, his muscular body gliding over mine and settling in.
    Sensations bombard me as his thick erection pulses against my sex. The roughened hair on his chest grates against my nipples, causing a delicious kind of friction that is unbelievably arousing. But when he dips his head and touches his nose to mine, the sweet gesture unravels me. I want him to own me, to possess me. And when his lips cover mine, he does, kissing me thoroughly, as if I mean something to him. As if I mean everything. I’m so lost I can barely summon the will to warn my galloping emotions to slow down.
    He rocks his hips over me, and I see stars, but it’s not nearly enough. Nothing will be enough until he’s inside me. I spread my thighs, making room for him and hoping I’m giving him a direct signal to hurry up and make things happen.
    “In a rush?” he asks. “Because I’m not. I intend to explore every inch of this hot body before I make you mine.”
    I shiver at the words. My stupid heart soars at