Unlikely by Sylvie Fox Read Free Book Online

been caressing her shoulder and moved beneath the tiny straps of her tank. Her nipples puckered in response and Sophie’s fear subsided a little, her body softening, yielding to his touch. Ryan moved from kissing her lips to gently brushing her eyelids, her nose, and her forehead with his mouth. She relaxed. They’d covered this ground before. Kissing she could handle.
    The panicky feeling subsided until he spoke, and pulled the strap of her tank top aside.
    “Oh God, I’ve been waiting to do this all morning, to taste every last one of those freckles, to have you beneath me,” he whispered fiercely.
    Sophie was breathing rapidly now, in full panic and retreat mode. Ryan mistook her shortness of breath for passion, and started to propel them toward the bed.
    “I have to go, Ryan,” Sophie said, pushing hard against his chest. Cool air brushed against her bare skin, and she looked down, noticing for the first time that her top was askew. Embarrassed to see even part of her breast exposed to his intense blue eyes, she stopped on the bedroom threshold and adjusted her tank. “Sasha and I should get home now.”
    He sighed deeply, audibly. He held his hand against his chest, calming his breath, trying to ease his obvious arousal. She averted her eyes from his tented cargo shorts until his breathing slowed.
    “It’s not going to happen for us, is it?” he asked, shoving his fingers through his tawny hair, leaving the wavy strands sexily mussed. Her fingers itched and her body throbbed, all clamoring to pull him to her and soothe the ache they both felt. With practiced ease, she pushed the feelings away and turned her back on him, navigating the way to the front door.
    “Ryan, it’s nothing personal, really,” she threw over her shoulder. “Can you help me load the kibble into my car?”
    They silently packed the dog stuff into her pint-sized trunk and were barely able to close the lid. She put Sasha in the new collar and attached the multi-colored woven leather leash.
    “You’re all set, Sunflower.”
    “Thanks for all your help. You’re a truly nice guy, Ryan. I hope you find what you want out there.”
    “And that can’t be us? You can’t bend your no-lawyer rule just this one time?”
    “I can’t,” she responded quietly as she buckled herself, then the dog in safely. He’d even thought to buy the dog a harness for car travel. She turned on the car and put it in drive. With her foot on the brake, she spoke with a sense of finality that she hoped she conveyed to Ryan.
    “I don’t date lawyers, Ryan. And I don’t like sex.” And with that, she sped off down the windy road.
 

Chapter Three
 
 
    What normal person disliked sex? She sure seemed to appreciate what had been heating up between them in the bedroom. When Ryan finally fought past the cloud of his own arousal, which had blinded him to a lot, he realized that she was somewhat nervous or tense when they were necking like teenagers. He had chalked it up to the fact that everyone was apprehensive their first time with someone new.
    Standing in the living area holding his very erect dick was not going to help him figure out what to do, if there was anything to do. He took himself to the shower to do something to ease the ache Sunflower had caused.
     
    Sophie wanted to pull over somewhere on Mulholland Drive and bang her head against the layers of sedimentary rock exposed on the side of the road, but the sheer drops on either side of her car stopped her cold. She’d spent her teen years and her twenties working very hard to cultivate a certain persona. She wanted to be a very sexually confident woman who spoke her mind and could handle her man.
    What was wrong with her? Two kisses and one caress from a man and she was putty in his hands, admitting her deepest, darkest secrets to him. Thank goodness he didn’t know her name. She’d never have to face him again and relive the humiliating episode in his bedroom. Any other normal woman, she knew,