A Touch of Temptation by Tara Pammi

Author:Tara Pammi [Pammi, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-10-01T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

IT WAS, WITHOUT doubt, a sex party.

Diego had no other name for it. His thoughts had swung from mild curiosity to full-blown agitation when a six-foot bouncer had checked his ID at the entrance and announced that admittance cost ten thousand dollars.

He had spent the better part of the evening trying to find Kim. It was half past ten now, and this was where her colleague had finally directed him to.

The party was in full swing in a two-floor Manhattan loft that had taken him several phone calls to locate. He scowled and moved past a waitress dressed in a French maid’s costume serving hors d’oeuvres.

Soft, sultry music streamed through the richly carpeted foyer from cleverly hidden sub-woofers. Pink neon lights strategically placed on the low ceiling bathed the lounge, illuminating the retro-style furniture and a bar. It was very elegantly done, with a high-class Parisian feel to it.

The lower floor was dotted with futons against the retro chic walls, and in the corner a thin, exotically dressed woman was working massage oil into a naked man’s back. On the other side of the full bar was a huge dance floor, where at least twenty men and women were softly bumping into one another.

He gritted his teeth and loosened his tie. What the hell was Kim doing here? Was this to compensate for the vulnerability she hadn’t been able to hide yesterday? Or was it an act of defiance to rile him up because he had organized her day today?

He glanced up the curving staircase toward the more expansive upper floor. Every muscle in him tightened as his gaze fell on more than one couple getting hot and heavy up there, their moans adding to the soulful music downstairs.

A sudden chill hit Diego. Which floor was Kim on?

Running a hand over his nape, he moved toward the dimly lit lounge. He had no idea what he would do if he didn’t find her on the lower floor. Already every base instinct in him was riled up at the very fact that she was here, of all places.

If he found her with... No, that thought didn’t even bear thinking.

He reached the outer edge of the dance floor, searching for her. He froze at the edge of the crowd as he finally located her. She was right in the center of the crowd, her hands behind her head, moving in perfect rhythm to the music, while a smartly dressed man had his hands around her waist.

His blood roared in his veins. Mine, the barely civilized part in him growled.

She was only dancing, he reminded himself, before he gave in to the urge to beat the crap out of the man touching her. A caveman—just as she had called him.

He slowly walked the perimeter of the crowd.

Her eyes closed, her legs bent, she was moving with an irresistible combination of grace and sensuality that lit a fire in his blood. Every muscle in his body tightened with a razor-edged hunger.

Her hair shone like raw silk.

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