The Right Temptation by Diane Escalera Read Free Book Online Page B

she felt in his space. God, she smelled incredible. Her skin was warm and silky, her supple body a weapon of lethal proportions. He smothered his face in her scented hair and lost himself in a whirlwind of sensations.
    “I love your body,” she said, working her slender hands all over his muscles, outlining the veins in his forearm. “Whatever you’re doing is working.”
    She’d cast a spell on him, had sprinkled something on his omelet to make him fall head over heels. “I could say the same about you.”
    Her fingers stroked his back, leaving goose bumps in their wake. “But I hardly work out,” she said.
    Nico’s legs moved between hers. He wanted to get in another dip, one more thorough grind before the song ended. “I wasn’t talking about exercise,” he said, grasping her hipbone. He would’ve killed for the use of both hands to hold her more firmly against him.
    “No?” Kayla kneaded his shoulders.
    The CD ended. Suddenly everything went quiet, everything except Nico’s pounding heart. Thank God she couldn’t hear it. But she could probably feel it, which made him pull away. Chicken shit. “Want another beer?”
    “Sure,” Kayla said, fanning herself. She pulled her hair back and lifted it off her nape.
    His gaze went to creamy skin glistening with perspiration. She stood there, arms up while her hands held her hair, her ample breasts straining against the spaghetti-strap top, tight low-riding jeans revealing tan midsection. Nico cursed under his breath. He put one foot in front of the other because if he didn’t move his ass now, that piece of forbidden fruit would not only end up in his mouth, she’d end up in his bed.
    Nico did an about-face and set off for the kitchen. He needed to put some space between them so he could think rationally, never mind catch his breath.
    But Kayla decided to follow him.
    “I got this,” he said.
    “Don’t worry. I wasn’t planning on helping you,” she huffed. “I know your manhood can’t handle it.” She let him open the sliding glass door. “Alright if I pee?”
    He liked the fire in her belly. Bet she’d never put up with his bullshit. “Pick out some music when you’re done.”
    “Okay.”
    Nico busied himself in the kitchen. A loud knock on the front door startled him. Fuck .He almost dropped the bottle. It better not be his mother. He’d told her to go spend some time with her boyfriend. She’d promised she would, but knowing her…
    He set the beer down and went to the door. Thankfully, his erection had subsided. He looked down anyway and did a quick adjustment. “Who is it?”
    “Just open the fucking door!”
    Ah, shit. His cousin. But he could get rid of Christian a lot quicker than his mom. Nico unlocked the door and opened it. “What’s up?” he said with a nod.
    “Not much.” Christian popped him on the shoulder. “What up with you?”
    “Just chillin’. You alone?”
    Christian cocked a brow. “For now.” He stepped inside the house and closed the door behind him. “Going clubbing later, but I wanted to swing by and see if you needed anything. Your mom called me to complain. She said you kicked her out. That true?”
    Nico scrubbed a hand down his face. She could be such a drama queen. “No. She’s been here all week.”
    “I feel for you, dude. I love the woman, but all week?” Christian’s eyes went wide.
    “And the week before.” It wasn't like he didn’t appreciate her help. He did. But Nico just wanted things to revert to normal. He’d been on his own for a while now, and having his mom around twenty-four-seven totally cramped his style.
    Christian flicked Nico’s cast. “When’s that fucking thing coming off?”
    “Couple more weeks.” He groaned. Loud.
    “Good. We need you at work.”
    Nico needed them too. “Man, I’m dying to get back.” He felt so out of the loop. “How’s the new job coming?”
    Dylan had landed a huge renovation project, the company’s biggest one so far. It was a