Trained for Seduction by Mia Downing Read Free Book Online Page A

core dampening, pulsing with need.
    Chase pushed her back on the couch, his hips now aligned with hers, as he loomed over her. This kiss was smoldering hot, demanding, and when he pressed the hardness of his cock against her pussy, she moaned into his mouth.
    “I have a proposition for you,” he whispered against her neck.
    “Another one? The devil is feeling generous.” The hand on her breast gently pulled at her nipple, the jolt running deep within her, her stomach tightening, the heat radiating outward, enveloping her entirely. She gasped. “I don’t think it’s fair for you to do that while you proposition me.”
    He smiled against her throat as he kissed her, then he propped himself up on an elbow. “I know I said I wouldn’t push you.” He tugged her nipple again, this time rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. The sting of pain was even more pleasurable, more exciting. “I would like this to be about you. I’ll give you a mind-blowing orgasm, and if you’re pleased, you can consider letting me continue. Because I am a gentleman that way.”
    “By continue, you mean…”
    “Yes.” He thrust his hard cock against her crotch and there was an answering pulse within her pussy, as if that area knew what his shaft was for and that area wanted it more than her mind did.
    “I want to make love to you, but I don’t want you to feel like you don’t have options. Like last time. I won’t push you. Just offer you the sweetest pleasure. No strings attached.”
    Oh, did the man know how to bargain. “Is my goal to lay back and watch while you give me this orgasm, or am I to thwart you at every turn?”
    He chuckled. “Either. I’m very, very good at this. As good as you are at shooting pool or assembling bombs. I plan on making you come so hard, your toes curl.”
    “Not scream your name in six languages? I’m disappointed.” She shook slightly at the idea of coming for him, that hard. She’d never come that hard before.
    “Lovemaking has its own learning curve.” He shrugged, so sexy, self assured. “Have you had an orgasm before?”
    “Yes.”
    His smile was even more determined. “Then you can rate what I give you compared to what you’ve had by your hand.”
    Kate wanted to say yes. Scream yes. But the Emma part of her hesitated still. “About your prize…If I say no, you’ll wait?”
    He hesitated. “Yes.”
    She knew his hesitation was a boss-thing. Eventually, he’d have to insist, and she’d have to give in. She hoped she ended up at the point that it didn’t matter any longer, and if she didn’t have him, she’d kill someone.
    “Do your best, then,” she whispered.
    He grinned, looking almost boyish. “I’d like to go upstairs.”
    “Why?” She closed her eyes for a moment, a tremor shaking through her. “Never mind. Okay.”
    He took her hand and pulled her from the couch, into his arms. He kissed her for a moment, one filled with tongue and hot promise. “Let’s go.”
    “You’re not going to carry me up the stairs?”
    He snorted. “If you’ve been running in special ops gear, you should be able to carry me.”
    Chase’s bedroom was as gorgeous, formal as the rest of the house and just as impersonal. Tons of pillows were strewn across the bed, the duvet gold and cream with maroon accents. He pulled down the covers, chucked the pillows across the room. “Give me a moment to undress you.”
    “I can—”
    “It’s part of the experience.” He lowered his head to kiss her, his mouth firm, gently insistent. His hands found her buttons on her shirt and undid them, sliding the material off her shoulders and down her arms. Though undressing should be a mundane task, the way his fingers brushed her skin as he removed her shirt was intoxicating. She couldn’t wait for him to undress other areas.
    He broke the kiss long enough to admire her bra. “Very pretty. Is it new?”
    “Yes. I went shopping this afternoon.”
    “Do you like your new breasts?” He ran a