The Rebound Pact by Eliza Knight Read Free Book Online

hot touch, reaching out to grasp him close.
    Then she figured out the mystery flavor—cloves. “I think I know,” she murmured against his lips.
    “ Oh, yeah?” he drawled, sliding his lips to her chin, then her neck.
    Her head fell to the side, allowing him better access. Her pulse beat a wicked staccato. She gripped his waist to keep herself steady. Her spiky heels suddenly not at all appropriate as she couldn’t keep her balance.
    “You smell good, Gabrielle.” He pressed the tip of his tongue to her neck and slid it slowly up to her ear, nibbling on the sensitive nub. “Like honeysuckle…”
    She whimpered, then bit her lip. Her thighs quivered and her nipples ached for the same attention he paid to her neck and ear. What the hell was she doing? She hadn’t been this reckless since the graduation party. Never able to let her inhibitions go the way she had that night. Never got over him.
    Nibbling over her chin, he pressed his lips to her, tasting her again in an erotic tangle of his hot velvet tongue against hers. “Did you guess yet?”
    “Cloves,” she whispered against his soft lips.
    Laughing, he sucked her lower lip into his mouth. “You are correct. Want to know what you win?”
    Oh, there were so many things he could say… So many things she wanted.
    Gabrielle smiled and pressed her hips tighter to his, feeling the bulge of his erection against his jeans.
    Holden’s gaze locked on hers, intense, hungry, filled with desire for her. He rubbed his thumb over her lower lip, then stroked over her neck, to her chest. As he cupped her breast and brushed his thumb over her already taut nipple, he kept his gaze locked on hers. She shivered.
    “Tell me what I win.” She was surprised at the huskiness in her voice.
    He continued to stroke her nipple, until she wanted to shout out her pleasure, but instead kept it a quiet moan for fear of showing him how much she was truly unraveling.
    Then he stopped, took his hand away. “A full glass.”
    Inwardly she groaned. What a tease he was. And he knew it from the look in his eyes. He kissed her once more , leaving her thighs trembling.
    If she wasn’t so certain he wanted things strictly casual, she would have thought he was a rather charming wooer.
    Just went to show how often he probably entertained in this mack daddy kitchen. Her breathing still a little uneven, she watched his movements as he refilled their glasses. He was so fluid, yet intense in everything he did. She could watch him all day long.
    “An excellent prize, Mr. Bellamy.” She gave him a teasing smile and cocked her shoulder. “Cheers.”
    They clinked glasses, and she tried to ignore how his eyes kept returning to her perky nipples. Every time he glanced down at her chest, her breath hitched and she had to keep from tearing off her clothes and forcing him onto the floor where she’d have her way with him. Although that wasn’t a bad idea.
    W ith each minute that passed, with each sip of wine and each erotic glance from Holden, her desire grew. This was totally crazy. She was so hot for him, she was practically panting, and yet she shivered.
    As they stared at one another, the sexual tension so thick sparks practically flew, she set down her wine glass and inched closer. Holden watched her, his jaw muscles flexing. He slid his glass along the counter and reached for her. What had been a slow, measured movement on her part soon escalated into full-blown wildness. Their bodies crashed together, their mouths searching, desperate.
    Holden lifted her up onto the counter. She spread her legs as he yanked her close, her pelvis colliding against his with delicious force. This was happening. And this time she knew exactly what she was doing, and he wouldn’t be left wondering if she really wanted him.
    Just remember, she cautioned herself, strictly casual…
    But there was nothing casual about the way her body reacted, or the way he growled against her mouth as his hands cupped and massaged her